Jiang Yiran froze on the spot when she heard Jiang Yongxian's words on the other end of the phone.
But soon she realized that during the interrogation, the police had already said that her identity as a resident of Hong Kong had been exposed.
Huo Beixiao arranged her identity, and it must have been done very meticulously. Otherwise, given how much Yang Qiaoqiao hated her, it wouldn't have taken so long to find evidence to expose her identity.
Now that her identity has been exposed, it's very likely that Huo Beixiao did it himself.
Now that she thinks about it carefully, she realizes that Huo Beixiao's later agreement to marry her seemed to have been far too easy.
When he first woke up in Hong Kong, he had already forgotten Yang Qiaoqiao and felt guilty towards her, so he did not agree to marry her.
But then, inexplicably, he agreed.
Therefore, Huo Beixiao had already planned how to scheme against her before that.
"Heh, heh heh..."
As Jiang Yiran heard the busy tone after Jiang Yongxian hung up the phone, she suddenly laughed maniacally.
"Huo Beixiao, you bastard! You caused me to suffer a terrible death in your past life, and you're still plotting against me in this life!"
Even if I die and become a vengeful ghost, I will never let you go. I curse you, I curse you and Yang Qiaoqiao, I curse you and your little bastard to be generations of thieves and prostitutes... Hahaha..."
The police officers on duty nearby couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yiran when they heard her rambling words.
"What kind of bizarre and supernatural nonsense is this person spouting? Is he insane?!"
"He went to Hong Kong, changed his identity, and escaped punishment. Now he's back to his original state and has been charged with even more crimes. How can he not go crazy?"
"I feel like she's talking with such conviction, as if she's not crazy."
Listen to what she said about her past and present lives, do you think it's possible that...
One of the comrades couldn't help but shiver as he spoke, feeling extremely uneasy.
But before she could finish speaking, another comrade interrupted her with a shout, "What nonsense are you spouting? We were born under the red flag, grew up in the spring breeze, and are the people's police. How can you talk about such supernatural and bizarre things? Do you deserve the uniform you wear?"
After this comrade's rebuke, the others dared not discuss anything further, and assumed that Jiang Yiran had gone mad from the shock.
After her outburst, Jiang Yiran gradually calmed down and looked at the police officer beside her.
He said, "I know your case-handling procedures. If I don't plead guilty, it will be very difficult for you to prosecute me and convict me."
I can plead guilty to save you some trouble, but I need to see Yang Qiaoqiao.
It was rare for Jiang Yiran to say something so calm.
After discussing it, the police decided that they could also talk to Yang Qiaoqiao.
After all, if Jiang Yiran were to confess directly, it would indeed save them a lot of trouble.
“We can convey your request to Comrade Yang, but if Comrade Yang does not wish to see you, that is her personal wish, and we have no right to interfere.”
Yang Qiaoqiao wasn't surprised that Jiang Yiran would only confess after meeting her.
She and Jiang Yiran had been entangled for two lifetimes by some twist of fate, and she felt she should go and see her.
When she looked at the haggard Jiang Yiran through the glass.
The Jiang Yiran in front of her suddenly overlapped with the Jiang Yiran that she had seen in her soul state after her death in her previous life.
Jiang Yiran in this life is twenty years younger than she was when she was imprisoned in her previous life, but she looks just as haggard and old now.
Yang Qiaoqiao picked up the phone and asked Jiang Yiran on the other end of the glass, "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Jiang Yiran inside smiled sadly, "Yang Qiaoqiao, I admit I lost."
But you didn't win either. Even if I die, things can never go back to the way they were before, right?
"Haha, so what if this life is a little better than the last? You still can't spend your life with the man you love, and you'll still grow old alone!"
Yang Qiaoqiao knew that her conversation with Jiang Yiran was being monitored by police officers.
So she deliberately said, "Although I don't understand what you mean by past lives and this life, I want to tell you that I have both a son and a daughter now, and I have money. Do you think it's important to me whether I have a man or not?"
"Jiang Yiran, you have indeed lost. Do you know where you went wrong?"
Jiang Yiran listened to Yang Qiaoqiao's voice through the receiver, and then looked at Yang Qiaoqiao's seemingly calm but actually aloof face through the glass.
She was so angry that she almost ground her back teeth to powder, her face contorted in rage.
Yang Qiaoqiao ignored her and continued, "Your mistake is that you've been thinking about relying on men from beginning to end, and you've never thought about relying on yourself."
As Yang Qiaoqiao spoke, she realized that people's thoughts are really very different.
She couldn't understand it. Jiang Yiran had already been reborn, knew the future, and knew so many business opportunities.
She herself has also tried starting her own business many times.
If only she had ever thought about building her business properly instead of being unrealistic and only thinking about becoming the wife of a billionaire by relying on a man.
She may not live a life of great wealth and luxury, but she will at least live a much better life than the average person.
It's just a pity...
Jiang Yiran sneered, "Yang Qiaoqiao, what are you being so high and mighty about? Don't you rely on a man?"
Didn't you ask Huo Beixiao for the house he bought for you? Didn't Huo Beixiao invest money in you when you started your factory?
What right do you have to lecture me like that!
"Yes, I also relied on men," Yang Qiaoqiao readily admitted, "but I never thought of relying solely on men."
"Jiang Yiran, mountains may crumble, and people may run away. You don't want to put in any effort, you just want to use crooked methods and rely on men to take you to a good life, the best life ever. You've brought this mess upon yourself!"
Yang Qiaoqiao said everything she wanted to say in one breath.
"Ah—" Jiang Yiran screamed in despair, cursing wildly, "Yang Qiaoqiao, you'll die a horrible death! You and your little bastard, your whole family will die a horrible death!"
Yang Qiaoqiao glanced at her with some pity and hung up the phone immediately.
He said to the police officer next to him, "Officer, I have already met with Jiang Yiran. My mission is complete. The rest is up to you."
The police officer saluted Yang Qiaoqiao to express his gratitude.
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