Chapter 49: The Phoenix Man who Destroyed the Bridge After Crossing the River 13

Yan Chu founded his own game company in his third year. The big IP unprecedented novel became the rudiment of the game. After attracting a lot of original novel fans, he almost virally swept through most of China with delicate and smooth action pictures and high playability.

The profit of the game company was very high, especially at present when top-up players were increasing day by day. The game designed by Yan Chu’s company paid great attention to the appearance of the characters’ costumes and props. Even some female players who did not care much about the content of the game collected those frequently updated beautiful clothes, they also regularly threw money into the game.

Although Yu Qiuyue was still in the stage of consideration for the boy her daughter liked, she was not stingy about investing in him. A man like him would be a trustworthy partner and investment object, even if he could not become a son-in-law.

It was, precisely, because of the escort of Yinhai Group that Yan Chu’s entrepreneurial road could take some shortcuts in the early stage than others. Of course, his final ability was more important than his experience.

By the time he graduated, he had accumulated hundreds of millions of wealth earlier than he expected. It was also at this time that the students of Tianshui University realized that he had run ahead of most of them when he was silent.

Those who used to ridicule Meng Xinyin’s bad eyesight and found the impressive-looking-but-useless man now felt that their face was painfully hot. The 24-year-old billionaire who started from scratch and the discerning people knew that as long as he did not die, the continuous profit of the main game launched by his company was enough for him to live a comfortable life. Moreover, his achievements would never stop here.

Everyone who laughed at Meng Xinyin changed their tone and praised her for her eyes. Some of them had a favorable opinion of Yan Chu, but the girls, who started to talk because his background was not good, were very regretful until their intestines were entirely green.

Of course, everyone’s views were not thoroughly unified.

Some people firmly believed that Yan Chu’s achievements today were due to the help of Meng Xinyin’s parents. They did not want their daughter to get ridiculed by taking a fancy to a man born of a poor boy, so they helped him find an excellent game design team to help him design the game, and then crowned Yan Chu’s name, only to build momentum for him.

To put it bluntly, he was still a pretty boy. Without Meng Xinyin, he was nothing.

Those people were firm in their opinions because, for them, a man with an outstanding career and excellent girlfriend was indeed desirable. They were more willing to make up various shortcomings for him based on their conjectures, to make their hearts better.

Jiang Moli was one of them.

Because she did not dare to have too much contact with Yan Chu in the past two years, it also caused Yan Chu to start the company. She only knew it when the news report exported the new billionaire.

Her first reaction was, of course, not to believe it. After all, in her memory, Yan Chu had no such talent or innate skill at all, so when she heard the speculation above, she thought that was the truth.

Although she wondered why there had never been such a thing in the past life, she only thought that it was the butterfly effect brought by her crossing. Instead of overthinking, she was pleased with the overflowing avenue laid by the Meng family for Yan Chu, and Yan Chu’s reputation and wealth would be hers in the future.

She waited for Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi to arrive.

Strange to say, for various reasons, it was two years later when Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi met Yu Qiuyue, a future family member after Meng Xinyin graduated from University.

Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi heard from their younger brother about Xinyin’s family. Before they came to see their soon-to-be relatives by marriage, both of them were still a little worried, and at the same time, they also accepted their fate.

The elder sisters remembered the old Daoist’s words clearly, and the old Daoist said that their younger brother’s future wife, a woman who would make her husband smooth and wealthy, would help him.

Their brother’s father-in-law was a great painter, where one painting could sell for millions. Their brother’s mother-in-law was an entrepreneur. She ran a large company, and the scale was hundreds of times higher than Yan Laidi’s man. The profit was also conceivable.

This kind of woman was not a woman who would make her husband smooth and wealthy. Who was a woman that would make her husband smooth and wealthy?

Besides, before she set out, their younger brother told them that he could start such a large company because it was paid for by her younger brother’s wife and her mother. It could be said that their brother got raised by his prosperous wife. At that time, his brother did not have a girlfriend, yet that Daoist priest guessed that accurately, and his words were pretty close.

The only luck the sisters had was gone. They just wanted to coax the wife of their younger brother to stay together with him for a long time. Otherwise, their younger brother would die if she left him.

In this mood, when the two sisters appeared in front of Yu Qiuyue and Meng Guohua, they were less confident.

On this trip, the two sisters brought their children, but Yan Laidi did not invite her husband.

She knew what kind of character her man was. If he knew that his brother-in-law had found a daughter of a wealthy family, he would undoubtedly get involved. The joke, it was the money of her younger brother’s wife, meant that it was her younger brother’s money. Could other men touch it?

Anyway, before this marriage was ready, Yan Laidi was determined to hide it from him.

Li Xunzi also came today. He was wearing a fitted suit and mousse on his hair. When he first came to such a grand hotel, he was a little nervous.

At first, he did not want to come. After all, he was a lame man. It would be wrong if he disgraced his wife and younger brother. But Yan Chu had to ask him to come, which made Li Xunzi happy and moved. He decided to treat his wife better.

Yu Qiuyue and Meng Guohua were originally very easy-going people with no preconceptions. Besides, they had been to many poor and impoverished villages. When talking with Yan sisters, they were also very close.

This time, seeing Yan Chu’s two elder sisters, Yu Qiuyue mainly wanted to see his two elder sisters.

As the saying went, a sister-in-law was a mother-in-law. Yan Chu’s parents died early. He had brought up by two elder sisters. So for her daughter’s family, which equated to two mothers-in-law. If their temper were not good, my daughter would get wronged.

Yu Qiuyue first looked at Li Duomei, the only girl among the three children, when the Yan sisters came in with her husband and children.

In rural areas, men were more important than women. She did not want her daughter to be blamed by her husband’s family because she had a daughter, so she wanted to see the attitude of the Yan family towards girls.

Li Duomei was 12 years old this year. She was an animated and charming little girl who also had no stage fright because her father and uncle dotted. She was very courageous and intelligent. Her words made everyone laugh several times.

Yu Qiuyue was a little satisfied with looking at her like this. If they were a patriarchal family, they would not be able to raise such a clever and daring girl.

“Yan Chu, my Yinyin, this child and her father both like you. Now the two of us are old, just waiting to hold our grandson,” said Yu Qiuyue while sipping her wine and beaming at Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi.

“No matter a grandson or granddaughter, as long as it’s their children.”

Yan Zhaodi was worried. It seemed that this daughter-in-law’s mother placed a little emphasis on valued males and belittled females. It was also correct that such a large family business just had a daughter. Maybe she still wanted to hand it over to her grandson. But the master said that her younger brother had only one daughter in his life.

“Mother-in-law, I liked this girl the first time I saw Yinyin. How beautiful she looks. If I can have a girl who looks exactly like her, her sister-in-law and I will love her dearly to the bone.”

Yan Zhaodi’s words were indeed sincere. She had no nephew in this life and was destined to be a niece.

For the sake of that niece’s conscientiousness, they could not be ingrates who disrespect her parents in the future. Both Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi care for her to death. She could not be an ingrate, right?

Yu Qiuyue saw a person who said they did not lie, but she still saw it. Yan Zhaodi’s eyes were firm. She was indeed a girl who liked the little daughter. No wonder her daughter was so lively and witty.

In this way, Yu Qiuyue was in a much better mood. She felt that she should not have believed the materials given by Song Kun. It was complete nonsense.

Speaking of these two years, Yu Qiuyue was also a bit cold to Song Kun.

Previously, Song Kun secretly, privately investigated Yan Chu’s affairs. Although she was a little unhappy, she did not think it was a problem with Song Kun’s principle. After all, the starting point of the other party was good. She truly changed her view on that child when she heard her secretary and assistant gossiped.

She did not judge the private life of the company’s employees, but then, he drove the young lady out of the room, which was a character problem.

Yu Qiuyue feels that Song Kun did not seem to be an upright and steady child as she imagined. After that, when Song Kun came to see her in private, she could avoid him.

She did not overthrow Song Kun openly. After all, the other party’s workability was still pretty good. However, the other party seemed to have noticed the change in her attitude and resigned after half a year.

Some people said that he was now speculating on stocks and making a fortune. Yu Qiuyue forgot when she heard it. Presently for her, Song Kun was an irrelevant person.

This time, the parents’ meeting was very successful. Both sides discussed the venue of the wedding, the guests to be invited, and the wedding banquet menu, drinks, and other things. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

The wedding ceremony of Yan Chu and Meng Xinyin had held in a five-star hotel under the name of Yinhai Group. There were not many guests. Apart from their close relatives, they were their respective good friends.

Although Jiang Moli once had many inappropriate behaviors, she had known her place in the past two years. Besides, she who lived hard knew all Meng Xinyin’s preferences better this time, so although their relationship was not as close as before, she was still a good friend.

She sat on the banquet and looked at the newly-wed couple on the stage. It took a lot of perseverance to control herself from showing jealousy.

Her eyes turn to Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi, the sisters sitting at the main table. They still looked as she remembered. As long as his sisters were here, everything Meng Xinyin had now would be hers sooner or later.

Her wealth, her man, was only lent to her for the time being.

Jiang Moli drank up the red wine in the cup in one sip, and her cheeks dyed with a flush of excitement.

Although the scene protection was quite strict, some photos of the wedding scene had spread out. After all, as the host, they could not check everyone’s mobile phones.

The two main characters of the wedding, one was the youngest billionaire, the inspirational young man with grassroots counterattack halo, the other was the art young lady who stood behind the Yinhai Group and inherited her oil painting master father’s innate skill. On top of that, the campus love story of a young rich lady and a poor boy became the center of discussion on the Internet after artistic rendering. It had also published in the newspaper.

In the photo, the groom’s handsomeness was no less than any currently hot traffic superstar, coupled with the name of the talented student and an unusually lucky person. When he looked at the girl in the photo affectionately, everyone felt that this was true love.

And the girl he was looking at was charming and beautiful, with water in her eyes, sparkling under the reflection of crystal lights, such a pair of standing there, everyone suddenly believed that the fairy tales of the prince and the princess might indeed exist.

Before his marriage, Yan Chu paid a lot of money to buy a villa less than 10 minutes by car from the Meng family. The small house in Chunjiang, which the witness of their love, was not sold but stayed in. There, everything remained the same, and for fun, they often went back to live for a few days.

At that time, Yan Chu’s company was just in its infancy. Every piece of furniture was bought by Meng Xinyin, after careful selection and comparison of prices. Everything in it had their beautiful memories.

Not long after the wedding, Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi also came to Jīnshì, and now they live in their younger brother’s villa. They were not planning to go back for the time being.

When Jiang Moli came to visit with fruit, Yan Chu and Meng Xinyin happened to go back to their original house to pick up something. Only Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi were at home.

“You’re Moli, right?”

Yan Zhaodi, who ran a small restaurant, must be good at identifying people. When she saw Jiang Moli, she recognized the other person. It seemed that she was a friend of her sister-in-law.

“Hello, Big Sister. Are they not home?”

Jiang Moli came to see their car leave the villa area, but now she just asked for some reason.

“Just went out. What do you want? Should I call them?”

Yan Zhaodi found a pair of clean slippers for her, and then asked Aunt Liu, the nanny, to cut the fruit and poured the tea.

“Come in, come in. What are you doing*2doing*from 干 [gàn] that can mean as to do or to f*ck (vulgar) with the presents?”

Yan Laidi gave Aunt Liu the fruit basket brought by Jiang Moli. It seemed that the fruit by this girl was the cheapest fruit basket on the side of the road. She was reluctant to entertain the other side with the high price fruit bought by her sister-in-law. The fruit in the basket was just right.

“Xinyin grew up pampered. She doesn’t know anything about cooking and cleaning, but she lives happily. She isn’t like me. If I don’t do these things myself, my home will become a pig’s nest.”

Jiang Moli seemed to be teasing herself, but in fact, she truly made people angrier on Meng Xinyin.

As Meng Xinyin’s best friend in her previous life, she knew that these two elder sisters-in-law and she had the most trouble. Except that the other party only had one girl, she did not do housework and was not a qualified woman.

“The little girl is industrious and charming.”

Yan Zhaodi thought Jiang Moli’s spoken words were quite right. Her younger brother’s wife had a good life. She could make her brother prosperous. As for housework, you let a little girl, who drew a picture and sold several ten thousand for a painting at will, to spoil her hands, was this suitable?

But in front of Jiang Moli’s face, the sophisticated elder sister Yan naturally would not say that.

“I’m as old as Xinyin, but I haven’t even had a boyfriend. Eldest Sister and Second Sister, you’re experienced and knowledgeable. If there is a good boy in the future, please pay attention to him. I’m not asking for an outstanding person like Yan Chu, and satisfied with one-tenth of him.”

The nanny was still cutting the fruit in the kitchen, and the kitchen was far from the living room. She had no pressure to say these words to Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi.

“It’s funny to say that when I was a kid, a fortune-teller passed by my house and said that I would be sure to have a boy in this life. What era is this? Can I believe the fortune teller’s words? I prefer girls. Girls are more adorable. The boy’s skin is rigid.”

“Moli, Sister tells you that sometimes the fortune-teller’s words can’t be trusted. Do masters understand the human world? Some of the masters are well hidden.”

Combined with her own experience, Yan Zhaodi sternly pointed out to Jiang Moli.

How could this girl’s life be so good? She was guaranteed to have a son. Unlike her brother, he could only have one daughter. If he had a son, he might get killed.

Thinking of this, Eldest Sister Yan had a sudden attack in her heart and mutually looked at Second Sister Yan.

What did the fortune-teller say at the beginning? He said that their younger brother would look for a mistress outside. The mistress would give him a son and then kill them all.

In this period, even houseflies were common in their younger brother’s company, and there were no other women besides his wife. Thought it over and over again, those friends of their younger sister-in-law were the most suspicious.

At present, this little girl was going to give birth to a son, who was certified by the fortune-teller. Was it her who their younger brother had an affair with later?

The two sisters calmly endured the unpleasantness in their hearts. After Jiang Moli had finished what she wanted to say this time and left, their faces pulled down.

“No, we can’t let this dangerous person appear again next to our Gouzi48Gouzirefers to an ugly child or a dog in spoken language, a kind of name indicating intimacy, and the elderly in the countryside believe that children with ugly names are easy to support.”

Yan Zhaodi felt that in this kind of matter, she preferred to kill ten thousand by mistake rather than let one go. The two sisters discussed it. When Yan Chu and Meng Xinyin came back, they immediately complained.

“Xinyin, that one called Jiang Moli, is she your friend?”

Eldest Sister Yan asked when she was eating.

“N? Yes.” Meng Xinyin distracted for a moment and nodded.

“That child feels a little wrong. Today, as soon as you left, she came carrying a fruit basket on foot. Then she talked strangely, which makes people feel strange and disgusted.”

Eldest Sister Yan frowned: “She is your friend, but in front of outsiders said you’re pampered and spoiled since childhood and let us forgive you if you can’t do any housework.”

“She also said that it was her fate to have a son. If you have a daughter, to not blame you.” Second Sister Yan added some details on the side and tampering Jiang Moli’s words.

“Yes, she also asked us to introduce people, saying that we try to find someone similar to our Gouzi. How can you hear that? Xinyin, we two sisters are honest people. Since you are this one sister-in-law, nothing will change. Don’t listen to your friend’s nonsense in the future. You’re a lady of a great family. Isn’t there a maid to do the housework? Besides, it’s all fate to have a son or daughter. You see how wonderful we two sisters are to Duomei. We aren’t people who value males over females at all.”

Yan Zhaodi then patted her chest and ensured her sister-in-law. Li Duomei, who was eating delicious cola chicken wings, quietly rolled her eyes. She was caught in the act by her uncle on the opposite side and naively stuck out her tongue.

“Eldest Sister, I understand. I won’t be with Jiang Moli again in the future.”

Meng Xinyin was also angry. Of course, she would not think the two sisters who had no grievance or hatred with Jiang Moli would wrong her. She could not understand why Jiang Moli had to carry her and said so many strange words in front of Eldest Sister and Second Sister.

Fortunately, Eldest Sister and Second Sister were open-minded, magnanimous people. Otherwise, they would get harassed by her drivel talk and tricky mind.

She was a bit chilly and thought of the incident two years ago.

Did Jiang Moli like Yan Chu? That was why she kept in touch with Yan Chu on her back, and after they got married, she denounced her to Eldest Sister and Second Sister?

Meng Xinyin was shocked and felt that she had kept in touch with the other for the past two years, which was equivalent to asking for trouble.

Fortunately, Yan Chu was a reliable man, or she would be too late to cry.

Jiang Moli was waiting for the Yan family to turn into complete confusion in the small apartment she rented. Counting the days, she presumed it was time for Meng Xinyin to be pregnant. It would be great if she could only lose that vile spawn out of her stomach this time.

“Knock knock knock.”

There was no doorbell at the front door of her apartment building. Jiang Moli did not know who would come to her at this time. She stood up to open the door in wonder. And standing outside the door, Song Kun, who had disappeared for a year and a half, was there.

“Why are you here?” The fear of drowning in the last life hit her heart, and Jiang Moli wanted to close the door without thinking.

“Why? Don’t you welcome your child’s father?”

Song Kun dressed in a famous brand suit, shiny leather shoes on his feet. He dressed as a successful person. Looking at the small apartment with one room and one hall where Jiang Moli lived at the moment, his eyes were unmistakably disgusted.

“You, you, you-“

Jiang Moli could not conceal her fright and looked at the other person in disbelief.

“You fool, haven’t you noticed that Yan Chu is reborn like us?”

Song Kun pushed the other party away and walked in. Jiang Moli probed at the sides of the door, shut the door vigilantly, and looked at the man who was sitting on her sofa without passing him.

“What do you mean?”

It turned out that Song Kun was reborn like her, and it seemed that he had a much better life than her.

After living a life of more than ten years in her past life, Jiang Moli has no more ambition and could not endure hardships. Besides, she had no understanding of stocks and no initial funds, and she wholeheartedly believed that she would become the mistress of the Meng family’s huge commercial empire in a short time. She never thought of making money by using the advantages of rebirth.

Now she was doing leisure work in a company with a prestigious university degree, and the salary was neither high nor low, which was enough for her to rent and daily expenses.

However, if Yan Chu had been reborn as he said to her, then her plan would not work.

“It’s impossible. If Yan Chu is reborn, he should be with me now. After all, before he died, he thought I was the one who gave him a son.” Jiang Moli refuted Song Kun.

Now she was not so afraid of him as when she just met. Since Song Kun would come to her, it meant that he had plans to cooperate with her and would not do anything to her.

“Idiot. Has he been watching our every word and action, all along, if he was like us as you say?” Song Kun took out a cut cigar and began smoking.

Jiang Moli felt the goosebumps on her entire body, and she was thoroughly afraid to imagine that picture.

“Otherwise, how can you explain why the behavior of the other party is wholly different from that of the previous life. The company he founded has Yinhai’s shadow behind it. Is there any other reason besides reborn? And the other side is certainly very guarded to both of us. You have been with Meng Xinyin for so long, has he ever contacted you?”

Song Kun thought it was a wrong decision to come to Jiang Moli this time, but it did not matter. She was going to die soon.

Jiang Moli carefully recalled that when they used to meet together, Yan Chu would talk to Meng Xinyin’s roommates, but he never took the initiative to chat with her. He had only actively contacted her was also known by Meng Xinyin.

Could it be that it was indeed like what Song Kun said?

“This time, you have to listen to me. When you get the wealth of the Meng family, we’ll divide it. I have six and you four. You’ll do whatever you want with your money. Then neither of us will bother anybody.” Song Kun said, spit his cigarette.

In the past two years, he had accumulated a net worth of tens of millions with the capital borrowed from his colleagues. He was familiar with the stock market in the next ten years. It was enough for him to be able to live a comfortable life with the money he earned.

But the Meng family’s immense wealth was his obsession. In his past life, he even died because of it. Besides, it was a pity not to eat the meat in his mouth.

The woman on the opposite side, who killed him in his previous life, let alone four out of ten, even four percent, he would not give it to her.

Jiang Moli felt that cooperating with Song Kun was a doomed petition. But there was speculation that Yan Chu was reborn. She seemed to have no choice but to agree.

She was notably unwilling to not hold on to such a large sum of money.

She was emotionally affected. Song Kun smiled, his face covered by smoke.

#Ms. Yu Qiuyue, a famous entrepreneur, and her husband, Mr. Meng Guohua, the well-known oil painting master, suspected to have suffered a landslide while donating materials to a primary school in the mountainous area. Their lives are uncertain#

This news was the headline of the Financial Daily on the same day. The same thing was two years earlier.

#The first lady of Yinhai Group was rushed to the hospital in March in her third month of pregnancy. She suspected to have a miscarriage after learning that her parents killed#

#The CEO of Young Eagle Games frequently went to the hospital, looked haggard#

Jiang Moli looked at the news report with an excited look on her face. Watching Song Kun’s expression, he also relaxed a lot.

“Okay, I’ll take 40% when it’s concluded.”

She drew gorgeous make-up today, which was a little more beautiful than when she pretended as a small white flower in her former days.

“Don’t worry, we’re together in this, and you know all the things I do unless I want to be killed by you like in my last life.”

Song Kun spread out his hands: “This time, I don’t know if there is any good luck for reborn. Like you, I still cherish my life.”

Jiang Moli felt a little relieved. She carried the latest bag of Masha Ma that Song Kun bought for her and walked out of the room with her head held high.

“Fool.”

Song Kun cursed her secretly. These days, his people were keeping the focus on her. There were his surveillance cameras in her room everywhere. He thought that there was a copy of the personal letter in her handwriting in his regular email on the computer and the bank safe that she did not know. This time, he would not be so stupid that she could threaten him.

Jiang Moli came to the Yan family’s villa. At this time, Meng Xinyin had a miscarriage and stayed in the hospital to keep the fetus. Yan Zhaodi, Yan Laidi, and the nanny took care of her in the hospital. At this moment, only Yan Laidi and Yan Chu, who went home to pick up things, were at home.

“Don’t you welcome me?”

Jiang Moli looked at Yan Chu and smiled. She flexibly drilled through space under her arm, took off her high-heeled shoes, and showed her delicate little feet with red nails.

“Yan Chu, I know you know everything, right?”

She smiled beautifully, turned around in the empty living room, and said to Yan Chu.

“You don’t have to hide it from me. Like me, you have a chance to be reborn.” Like a boneless beauty snake, she wanted to lean on Yan Chu’s shoulder, but he avoided her.

“In the past life, I have done many wrong things, but Yan Chu, I regret it. It wasn’t until you died that I found out that my beloved person was you.”

Jiang Moli’s tears fell from her eyes, just like the broken bead curtain.

“In this life, I’m like a slave to your atonement. Yan Chu, even if you don’t forgive me, please don’t push me away.” Her smile was fragile, her hands bypassed the back, unzipped her clothes, and the originally close-fitting black silk dress suddenly slipped off her body, except for the nipple because of the silk thread.

“Enough, you little slut.”

Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi rushed out of the back of the wall in a fiery manner. They just tore Jiang Moli’s hair bodily.

Sure enough, they did not guess wrong at the beginning. This little slut did not have a good heart.

And Yan Chu, long before she took off her clothes, turned around and saw nothing.

“You guys—”

Jiang Moli was shocked by this sudden turn. Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi should be in the hospital. Her people watched them leave.

Not only these two people but also Yu Qiuyue and her husband, who should get buried under the landslide in the news report, all came out of the room one by one because of emotional outbursts from Meng Xinyin’s miscarriage.

Jiang Moli was dumbfounded. She stared at Yan Chu’s back. It was impossible that the fool, who was played around by them in the previous life, would not be able to detect their action even if they had more memories.

“Why?”

Meng Xinyin did not believe what Jiang Moli just said about her past life and this life. It was ridiculous. In her opinion, this was just a way for Jiang Moli to seduce Yan Chu.

After all, it was challenging for people who have not experienced it to believe in the existence of supernatural beings.

Including Yu Qiuyue and Meng Guohua, who were firm atheists, they naturally did not even believe it.

Yu Qiuyue was disappointed and hated Jiang Moli. She did not understand. The other party received their help, and even if she was not grateful, how could she murder for money and destroy her daughter’s family?

This time, if it were not for Yan Chu’s warning, she and her husband might have died.

What’s going on with this person’s heart in the end?

“Song Kun fell from the 12th floor and died while dodging the police pursuit, but according to the computer found in his room and a letter written by Jiang Moli, it confirmed that they’re the people who buried explosives in the mountain.”

After finishing the call, Yan Chu said to Yu Qiuyue and Meng Guohua.

Song Kun could not live. That man was more difficult to deal with than Jiang Moli. This time, he also borrowed the light of inaccurate information from the other party. The other party seemed to regard him as Yan Chu of the previous life and relaxed his vigilance, which made it so easy to catch this evidence.

It was also to blame that he was imprudent when he was just reborn, and he even left a flaw in the complaint with Yinyin. Otherwise, he would not have identified his reborn identity so ahead and sent people to lurk beside him early in the morning to monitor his every move.

As soon as Jiang Moli heard that Song Kun was dead, and the handwritten letters he had hidden in the safe, which was supposed to be evidence of her own life-saving, was actually at Song Kun’s place, she was angry, but at the same time, she was in a dilemma.

“Meng Xinyin, do you think he honestly loves you? He is just for your money. In his past life, he had a son with me. He said he loves me.”

Jiang Moli knew that intentional homicide, even if attempted, would result in severe punishment. If she was not good, she could not make Yan Chu feel better.

“You cheap woman, not to say seduce our Gouzi, also dare to wrong him.”

Eldest Sister Yan and Second Sister Yan hit her more vigorously. Both of them were in a panic. According to that old Daoist priest’s interpretation, wasn’t this the real fate of their younger brother?

Fortunately, this time their two sisters were not confused and did not let this goblin succeed and kill their younger brother.

“You two old aunts are the women who dislike Meng Xinyin the most. Meng Xinyin, you’ll be tortured to death by them one day.”

Meng Xinyin was sad to hear what Jiang Moli said at first, but Eldest Sister and Second Sister were very kind to her. They were not the people like Jiang Moli said.

She had always been full of lies. Now she just wanted to separate her from Yan Chu. She could not believe her lies.

Yu Qiuyue and Meng Guohua thought the same way. They all observed what kind of temper Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi had these days. They had nothing to say about their girl, better than their younger brother. You could see from a closer look from what Jiang Moli said was solely to make Xinyin felt estranged from her husband. This intention was too vicious.

When the police arrived, Jiang Moli was scratched and caught, but none of the policemen who knew what she had done sympathized with her.

Because of the valid evidence, Jiang Moli had sentenced to 15 years. Her life in jail was darker than expected. She died in prison before she was released.

As for Song Kun, on the roof of that small high-rise building, his soul would repeat the process of his death day by day, and he would feel the sharp pain of brain split time and time again, and would never be relieved for eternal life.

This act was Yan Chu’s punishment for him, unless one day he met a real Daoist or eminent monk, even if there were such a person, he would not rescue him under his strong karma of sin. His punishment was a hundredfold crueler than Jiang Moli’s.

At least Jiang Moli suffered for 15 years before her death and then disappeared, and he enjoyed a lot while living, only felt the pain for a moment, yet at the expense of his eternal life to pay for his sins.

Six months after Jiang Moli got arrested, Meng Xinyin gave birth to a chubby little girl. As Yan Zhaodi and Yan Laidi promised, they loved the child more than anyone else. Even their parents could not compare with the indulgence of these two aunts.

The little girl also liked the two aunts very much. In the winter and summer vacations, she thought of running to her aunt’s house. Whenever she did something wrong, she called her aunt. In this way, her father would not be so fierce when he scolds her.

Meng Xinyin’s life was pretty happy. She had the most loving family in the world, the most loving husband in the world, and the most lovely daughter.

When he was married for ten years, Yan Chu’s business empire surpassed the Yinhai Group. At that time, everyone said that the man, who was under the pressure of his wife’s family, suddenly turned over. They were afraid that the loving couple admired by everyone in the upper class would no longer exist.

It was a man who had an affair, not to mention in the extravagant upper-class society, countless beautiful young girls squeeze their heads to enter this circle every day. The temptation for men was too big, so how could they control it.

But to everyone’s surprise, even so, Yan Chu was still the good man who went home on time after work every day. The female companion who attended the banquet was always his wife. The oath he made when he was going to get married, fulfilled for a lifetime.

“You aren’t him, right?”

When Meng Xinyin was old and lying on the hospital bed full of tubes, she asked Yan Chu in a low voice.

At that time, Yan Chu was also elderly with white hair with his handsomeness barely visible in him.

“That’s alright.”

Meng Xinyin had already guessed the answer without waiting for his explanation and closed her eyes serenely.

Yan Chu held her hand and kissed the back of her hand, listening to the steady, flat electronic sound of the heartbeat detector.

The next second, he appeared again in the system space.