After regaining her senses, Ji Fanyin’s soul seemed to have carried over some memories from previously. Her first reaction was to take in a deep breath, like the final struggle of a person on the brink of death.
Her lungs were instantly filled with fresh air, bringing her back to life.
She opened her eyes and in front of her was the television wall in her living room. At the back of eyes, she could still see the shadow of the other Ji Fanyin, leaving in a confident and carefree manner.
She touched the sofa she was sitting on uneasily. This was the sofa the other Ji Fanyin had specially selected and paid a huge price for.
Even though she knew that Ji Fanyin had extraordinary money-making capabilities, the price of the sofa still made Ji Fanyin’s heart ache.
She slipped into a daze, unsure of what to do now.
But the moment she let her thoughts run free, her brain automatically started to think about some inconsequential things.
Things a normal person would never need to know.
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Ji Fanyin had regretted her actions the moment she jumped into the river.
She had tried to get back onto shore but the currents were just too strong. After struggling with the currents for a while, she was finally sucked under.
By the time she regained consciousness, it was already December. The other Ji Fanyin in her body had already begun doing great things in her body.
In the subsequent months, she had been staying in a room where she did not feel tired or hungry, merely watching the other Ji Fanyin live out a totally different life with her body.
Until one day, the other Ji Fanyin finally garnered enough power to go back to her world.
In their first and possibly last meeting, she could only muster the courage to thank her.
The other party smiled at her. Even though it was nonchalant, there was a shred of acceptance and encouragement for her.
It was only with this courage did she manage to return back to her body.
But now that she had woken up in her own body, Ji Fanyin was at a loss of what to do with it.
She was too used to doing nothing, and saying nothing.
But the other Ji Fanyin had left so many things in her wake.
The amount of money, the number of houses, the number of cars… They were riches that she would never be able to finish spending.
Moreover, these were the other Ji Fanyin’s hard earned money. It was not right for her to spend them freely.
She was suddenly reminded of something. She hopped up from her seat and ran to the study. On top of the keyboard was an envelope. It was purposely placed in an eye-catching spot to make it easy to be found.
… That was the will of the other Ji Fanyin, a legally verified will.
It was stipulated there that if she were to pass away, her current holding shares of the studio would be equally split into two and be transferred to Zhang Ning and He Shen. As for the rest of her assets, she had appointed a lawyer to liquidate them and use the proceeds to set up two trust foundations, one to support research, the other to support movies.
As long as sufficient money was paid, there would be someone there to carry out the contents of the will.
But this would only be applicable if Ji Fanyin, as a person, was pronounced dead.
Now that she had come back to life, the will would not be exercised.
But as she looked at the will, an urge to carry it out rose in her.