There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a disdainful snort.
"Golden Kirin? Hmph, that brat has been completely bewitched by you."
"Did he really think that once I'm dead, he could rightfully take over this position?"
Chu Wuyang lowered her eyes, her tone calm.
"So... the Golden Kirin is dead?"
There was a pause on the phone, and the other person's breathing seemed slightly disordered before they slowly uttered a sentence after a few seconds.
"It's practically the same as being dead."
"That kid lost a leg and his face was ruined..."
Chu Wuyang's fingertips tightened slightly, but then he slowly let out a sigh of relief.
For a family like the Kim family, status is not just a symbol of power.
Disfigurement means "no imperial appearance," no longer representing the Kim family, and is equivalent to automatically giving up the right to compete for the position of family head.
Just like Jin Bolin—another abandoned son of the Jin family.
The voice on the other end of the phone, laced with undisguised sarcasm, rang out again.
"Is this the ending Miss Chu wanted?"
"You told me not to get involved when you dragged Jin Qilin into the mess, saying it was to make him take the fall... Now I realize that this scapegoat was actually meant for me."
“You betrayed Jing Min, allowing me to corner him step by step, and then instigated Jin Qilin to take advantage of the situation.”
"If that kid really won, wasn't it him who called you today?"
Chu Wuyang did not deny it, but only responded calmly.
"Actually, it's just a cause-and-effect relationship."
“You forced me, so I just gave him a push.”
"It's a pity he didn't die, and you're still alive too."
He coughed lightly on the phone; the cough was extremely soft, yet it clearly carried an overwhelming sense of weakness.
"But even so—"
Grandpa Jin's voice was low, hoarse, and slow.
"Haven't you achieved everything you wanted?"
“You cleared away the biggest obstacle, the Qilin, for Jingmin, while I, after this ordeal, could have held on for another six months, but now... I'm afraid I won't even last three months.”
Chu Wuyang didn't say anything.
She knew that Jin Qilin would definitely resort to desperate measures to assassinate Old Master Jin.
Because he didn't expect Jingmin to actually let her go and be willing to return to the Jin family.
With the Jin family welcoming him, he naturally couldn't bring himself to harm Jing Min, so he could only target the old man.
Jin Qilin believed her.
She said that as long as Grandpa Jin stops causing trouble, she has a way to make Jing Min turn back.
"Then I wish the old man could watch Jingmin successfully take that position in his final days."
She spoke calmly.
Old Master Jin gave a cold snort.
"You think you've really won? In this game of scheming, both Jin Qilin and I have paid the price... Miss Chu, aren't you afraid of retaliation?"
"Miss Chu should know very well how my late wife and daughter treated their betraying lovers."
His voice was low, but every word was like a knife, cutting into her heart.
"Aren't you afraid that Jingmin will treat you like that in the future?"
Chu Wuyang's fingers stiffened, whether she wanted to stubbornly maintain her victorious stance or not was unclear.
"Considering our past as husband and wife, of course I hope he can survive in your Jin family's den of wolves."
She abruptly changed the subject, her tone cold and laced with disdain.
"But isn't the hope ultimately too slim?"
"If he doesn't survive, then I naturally have nothing to fear."
"But what if he actually survives—"
“Then I have my own ways to keep him in check.”
"After all, I know quite a few of his secrets. Don't forget, old man, if it weren't for the fact that you were fighting Jingmin to the death over those secrets!"
She paused, her voice neither hurried nor slow, but each word carried a sharp, hammer-like force.
"There's something else you might not know, right? Jingmin's illness was actually cured a long time ago."
"He won't be swayed by emotions like your wife and daughter. He's a businessman. A businessman, after all, will be willing to give up anything as long as the benefits are right."
Her smile was cold.
"Besides, he might not even survive, right?"
"Miss Chu, you're as confident as ever!"
Old Master Jin coughed, his voice tinged with a sickly pallor, and then chuckled softly.
"It's probably because Miss Chu was able to escape unscathed after firing a gun and injuring someone that she's able to do so. She must be relying on the protection of the Yang family in Australia! Jing Min is indeed far inferior to Yang Jin Chu now, so there's nothing wrong with Miss Chu's choice."
Chu Wuyang stubbornly uttered two words.
"nature."
But just as she finished speaking, a very soft whisper came from the other end of the phone.
"You heard everything?"
The voice was muffled and low, but it was clearly not meant for her.
She was stunned.
An alarm bell rang instantly in my mind.
Although she didn't know who else was present with Old Master Jin, that casual remark, "You heard everything," pierced through all her defenses like a sharp blade.
The next second, a very familiar voice came from the other end of the phone—
"……boring."
In that instant, it felt as if all her blood had frozen.
It was him.
It was Jingmin's voice.
Then—the phone was abruptly disconnected.
The world was so quiet that only her breathing and the ended call screen remained.
Since then, Chu Wuyang has never heard any news about the Jin family again.
It was as if that long and complicated past had been completely buried by a storm.
She was in Australia, but her days were like dust floating in the deep sea, each day blurry and long.
She woke up later and later, and slept more and more soundly.
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