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Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune 99


Chapter 99

The documents from Yanjing had arrived. Wang Quan had woken up early for once, determined to write some inspiring words in her future autobiography as the richest person.

As usual, she first patrolled the company with her hands behind her back. When she passed by Fang Yi’s workstation, she suddenly turned back, feeling that something was strange.

She stood in front of the desk and thought for a long time. Even after Zong Heng pushed the door open and came in, she still maintained a thoughtful look.

Wang Quan touched her chin. “Engineer Zong, do you feel that something is a little different here?”

Zong Heng glanced over a few times and easily won the first prize in the fault-finding competition. She said faintly, “The shark is gone.”

“The shark!”

The big shark that had been on Fang Yi’s chair was indeed gone. Wang Quan was shocked. “Oh no, the boss is not here. How can even the shark be taken!”

The corner of Zong Heng’s mouth twitched. She was too lazy to bother with her and sat down to unlock her computer. “If it’s gone, it’s gone. It’s just a pillow.”

“No! This is the shark with the best feel that we found after trying a whole mall. You don’t understand its value!”

“So strange. The door was locked at night. Aren’t we the only ones with fingerprint access here?”

Just as Wang Quan was wailing and about to call security to check the surveillance, the shark pushed the door open and came back.

When she saw the face behind the big shark, Wang Quan’s wailing stopped, and she pounced. “Oh my god, Boss, why are you back? How did you end up like this!”

Fang Yi pushed her away. “It’s a long story.”

A hundred days to recover from a broken bone. At this moment, the woman had one hand wrapped in a bandage for fixation, and a clear wound was on the corner of her lips. She sat down on her own. “Help me cancel my leave.”

Wang Quan: ?!

Even the most unscrupulous capitalist can’t exploit an injured person like this!

Wang Quan came to her senses and pointed at Fang Yi’s face with a trembling hand. “Did you two have a fight? This can’t be from Lin Shuxing, right?”

“Could it be, could it be, that she imprisoned you and abused you, and you finally managed to escape with nowhere to go, so you could only come back to the company… don’t worry, I’ll protect you?!”

Fang Yi: “…What are you talking about?”

She didn’t want to talk about these private topics with Wang Quan and casually made up an excuse to fool her, and at the same time, she threw her the bombshell that the military wanted to acquire Genesis.

Last night, she had had a fight with Xia Wenzhou, and she couldn’t sleep at home. So she had taken a taxi to the company and had slept in that vault lounge. At least, no one would pop out of nowhere.

Wang Quan let out another round of wails.

Zong Heng was not too surprised that the military would make a move. She just calmly told Wang Quan, while she was spinning in circles, to wait for a better price and not to be in a hurry to decide.

The military was also divided into many factions. If a merger was unavoidable, then they had to maximize their interests in the future.

When Zong Heng talked about these things, she had a very cold and sharp aura. She clearly also had a certain personal political inclination, which made Fang Yi couldn’t help but look at her a few more times.

In the past, Fang Yi had always thought that Zong Heng was the kind of person who was dedicated to scientific research. She hadn’t expected that she would be so eloquent and clear when she talked about these things.

That’s right. This person had a military rank.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi’s gaze towards Zong Heng became a little strange.

In the past, at the crossroads, she had chosen to go in the opposite direction of Xia Wenzhou. She had thought that they would not have much intersection in this life.

But the glaring searchlight before they had parted seemed to have been there all along. No matter which stage of her life Fang Yi looked back, she could see its shadow, shining on a path to heaven.

Like a curse, it followed her like a shadow.

Zong Heng noticed Fang Yi’s gaze, took a sip of coffee, and said with an unknown meaning, “In five years, there will be a war.”

Fang Yi said, “Oh.”

The days had been stable for too long, and there was always a matter-of-fact illusion about peace.

But she really didn’t want to apply holographic technology to the battlefield, at least not for now.

Under the rotation of the quiet starry sky, there should be a pure land where one can breathe freely. When the sun rises, the golden light will shine on the snowy mountains…

But in fact, she had never seen such a scene and could only rely on her barren imagination.

Zong Heng’s quantum chip lab was about to be completed, and only then did Fang Yi realize that her coming to this project team was probably just a transition.

It was just that the holographic game happened to need the support of a quantum chip.

The big king had spent a lot of money. From the beginning, it was not just to support Wang Quan’s start-up.

As for whether it was Li Xianqing or someone else behind the big king, Fang Yi was too lazy to think about it.

For a whole night, Lin Shuxing had not sent her a message.

Jiang Gui had probably been quite busy recently and had only replied to Fang Yi’s question in the early morning.

The worms in He Zhuang’s brain were related to eating raw meat. Lin Xinyou was indeed sick. She had specially checked her past medical records, and it didn’t look fake. Many of the sequelae were suppressed by medicine, and this sudden outbreak and hospitalization were also within a reasonable range.

When Fang Yi had seen the message, she had not yet fallen asleep. She had tossed and turned, a little ashamed. After all, in a fit of anger, she had actually suspected that Lin Xinyou was pretending to be sick.

She had leaned against the big shark and had read through psychology books over and over again, all kinds of profound and mysterious love theories, and had also flipped through the Zhang Ailing and Freud that He Shuanghua had recommended before.

Finally, after a painful reflection and comprehensive consideration, Fang Yi had sent a little whale sticker to the pinned chat.

The black-faced cat leaped onto the screen. The brave one first faced the world. Her nervousness did not last for a few seconds, and she soon received a feedback:

A red exclamation mark.

When she opened her Moments again, she couldn’t see it anymore. The ugly photos of the few black-faced little cats inside had not yet been saved.

They had not had a fight, but their passionate love had fallen into ice water and had cooled down rapidly. Even the visitation rights of the furry child had been taken back.

Fang Yi buried her head in the shark and restored the locator on her phone.

She had no appetite during her lunch break. She simply took advantage of Zong Heng’s absence and called Jiang Gui again to get a detailed understanding of the situation.

Jiang Gui was sleeping and was woken up. As expected, she was scolded and also expressed her cold ridicule for Fang Yi’s car accident and injury.

Lin Xinyou’s medical record was very coherent, and there were no flaws to be seen in the file. Her “new identity bought on the black market” was also completely legal, with all the relevant certificates.

He Zhuang’s heart failure was caused by the pharmacist’s wrong prescription. After Lin Xinyou had discovered it, she had immediately helped him to be transferred to the intensive care unit, which could rule out the motive of her wanting to kill him.

But the worms in the man’s head were most likely related to her.

She only needed He Zhuang to remain alive—as a front, a life worse than death.

Jiang Gui finally made a conclusion about Lin Xinyou: “A very patient and forbearing woman.”

A terrifying woman.

To this day, Fang Yi still didn’t know where she had offended her. She always had a feeling that this lady would very gently carry out euthanasia.

More terrifying than Lin Lan.

At least when Lin Lan wanted to make a move, you could sense it, instead of dying inexplicably.

In the moment of Fang Yi’s contemplation, Jiang Gui lazily urged, “If there’s nothing else, then hang up. The fee for extra consultation is doubled. I’m so tired. I don’t have time to play house with you.”

“One last question,” Fang Yi paused, and still asked the doubt in her heart. “Are you Xia Wenzhou’s person?”

The woman on the other end was silent for a moment, let out a hoarse, low laugh, and retorted, “Is that important?”

Important, and not important. From her laughter, Fang Yi had already gotten the answer.

In the past, she had naively thought that her encounter with Jiang Gui was a pure coincidence, just like living in the world and brushing past countless people every day, and occasionally, if there was a fate, they might say a word or two.

How could there be so many coincidences? It was not fate, nor was it a chance encounter. It was man-made and predetermined.

It was just that we didn’t know before.

The first time Fang Yi had met Jiang Gui, this somewhat untidy wild doctor’s first sentence was, “Do you have money?”

At that time, she had been in a hurry to raise money to treat Yu Jiufeng, and had not even noticed some very obvious problems.

It was also unclear if Jiang Gui had been too good at pretending, or if her vigilance had dropped to this extent.

Fang Yi lay on the table and rested for a while, completely unaware that outside the glass window, an unnamed Wang Quan was reporting.

Between a good friend and a good friend’s partner and shareholder, between loyalty and interests, Wang Quan had very decisively chosen both.

Fang Yi had drunk a can of Coke in the morning, and Wang Quan had relayed, “She hasn’t had a drop of water.”

Fang Yi had not gone to the cafeteria for lunch, and Wang Quan had relayed, “She’s on a hunger strike.”

Fang Yi had yawned, and Wang Quan had relayed, “In unbearable pain, secretly crying.”

Lin Shuxing had not replied to a single one.

But not long after, Duan Ruoxi had come to Fang Yi’s workstation with a thermos, looking worried, and had carefully checked her breathing.

Fang Yi suddenly looked up in a daze. …?

Duan Ruoxi said with concern, “Little Yi, did you two have a fight?”

“…”

“No.”

Duan Ruoxi’s worried expression was so much like a mother’s that it made Fang Yi very embarrassed, and she was also secretly annoyed. She hadn’t even told this big mouth, Wang Quan. How did it still get out?

Duan Ruoxi gave a “I understand” expression, took out the lunch, wiped off the water vapor, and placed it in front of Fang Yi one by one.

Duan Ruoxi had not been to the office for a long time. After all, someone would come to pick up the afternoon tea desserts that were specially supplied to the company. The people who saw her on the way greeted her enthusiastically and were very curious about the lunch box. They all felt that it should be very delicious.

This was also the first time Fang Yi had eaten Duan Ruoxi’s cooking.

The small cakes she made were too impressive, so Fang Yi also had a preconceived notion and swallowed her saliva.

But when the box was opened, it was actually all boiled vegetables, with suspected zero seasoning.

Duan Ruoxi said gently, “They said you were sick and had to eat something light.”

“You have to finish it all. I’ve matched it according to your weight and the standard of a nutritious meal.”

Fang Yi ate a few bites under her supervision and didn’t feel anything special. It was just a bit like a dry rice paste made from juiced chicken breast.

“…” Do I really have to finish it all?

Did they say it, or did she?

If there were pickles, it would be good. After being away from her hometown for many years, for the first time, Fang Yi missed the pickles that Yu Jiufeng had made.

When Zong Heng came back and saw Duan Ruoxi, she was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously moved her nose, but she didn’t smell any fragrance.

She was a little suspicious if there was something wrong with her nose. She sat back in her chair with a thoughtful look.

Later, Zong Heng couldn’t bear it anymore. She very deliberately picked a bug and went to ask Fang Yi. She specially glanced at the table a few more times, and immediately put away all her curiosity, and showed a relatively disgusted expression.

She doesn’t disdain to eat finely. I’ve never seen anyone pack dog food.

It was a good thing Fang Yi could still eat it. With this kind of perseverance, she would succeed at anything.

Fang Yi looked up. “Do you want to eat? I’ll give you half. I have a small bowl here.”

Zong Heng let out a hehe. In the two pairs of expectant eyes, she resolutely turned around and left the office.

Duan Ruoxi looked at Fang Yi and said with concern, “Is it not delicious?”

Fang Yi said against her conscience, “It’s alright.”

“That’s good. It’s also my first time trying to make it like this. The young lady said you like to eat… well, it’s nothing.”

Duan Ruoxi’s transition was very abrupt, a blatant attempt to deceive herself. Or perhaps she had deliberately said it for Fang Yi to hear, that Lin Shuxing actually cared about her very much.

After hearing this, Fang Yi buried her head and struggled to swallow a large mouthful.

The accompanying drink was purple cabbage and bitter melon juice. The ice Coke had been confiscated by Duan Ruoxi.

Is it revenge? She’s definitely angry and taking revenge.

Why does it taste both bitter and sweet?

Fang Yi did not chew slowly when she ate, but she ate very seriously. Duan Ruoxi stood on the side, her eyes growing more and more loving, and she almost wanted to applaud her.

“You eat so cleanly and quickly. Little Yi is so good!” Duan Ruoxi praised her. “So good. I’ll have my younger sister learn from you.”

Fang Yi, who was actually being praised for eating at the age of twenty-three: O.O

In nominal age, she was already twenty-four. Counting the one year she had already passed her birthday, according to the age-counting method of her hometown, she was actually already twenty-five.

The System looked at her with pity. [Oh, poor host, you’re eating until you’re dazed O.o]

[I told you not to return the things. Look, look. If you don’t listen to the System, you’ll suffer! You’ve made her angry!]

Yesterday, Fang Yi had been stubborn and had insisted on returning those gifts, for some reason.

The System had wailed but had not been able to stop her. It had felt like being robbed by a bank, crying a string of 0s and 1s, and the binary data stream had been running wild.

Fang Yi didn’t like to owe others things, but this kind of behavior, to a rich person, was simply a unilateral break-off, a very wicked slap in the face.

It was as if a billionaire had invited you to dinner, and you had suddenly thrown a handful of a few cents of coins into their rice bowl.

What a great humiliation!

The System felt that this was the old heavens’ punishment for the host’s lack of love for money. She deserved it!

After dinner, Fang Yi stared at Duan Ruoxi for a while, hesitating to speak.

Duan Ruoxi smiled. “You haven’t finished your drink yet. You can’t.”

Fang Yi: But I haven’t said anything yet…

She dejectedly downed the strangely colored bitter melon juice in one gulp.

Duan Ruoxi patted Fang Yi’s shoulder in satisfaction and, as if unintentionally, opened her Moments and shared that a friend of hers had gone to a nearby horse farm to play.

It turned out that there were private grasslands and pastures on the edge of the bustling city. There was no need to drive to the distant Inner Mongolia.

In the photo, the young ladies were flying freely on horseback, pulling the reins and strolling, forming a scenery of their own between the blue sky and white clouds.

This was the first time Fang Yi had seen Lin Shuxing in a riding habit. Her long red hair was simply tied behind her head, and the dark riding pants outlined her leg lines to be even more slender and long, shallowly tucked into a pair of high-top riding boots, with a row of sparkling silver buckles on them.

Lin Shuxing’s little horse looked a little shorter than the others’ mounts, but in every photo, she was walking at the very front, holding a brown-red riding crop, and letting the others surround her.

Fang Yi pursed her lips and zoomed in on the photo.

Duan Ruoxi noticed that the smile on her face had suddenly disappeared, and she had suddenly fallen from a light and airy atmosphere to the bottom of a valley. Her whole presence had become very low.

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you want to go and play? The head of the house gave me a membership invitation.”

“It’s fine if you don’t know how to ride a horse. There are coaches there who will teach you. You can also do archery or feed the horses.”

“Yes. Are you willing to accompany me?”

Fang Yi shook her head and did not speak, and silently sent Duan Ruoxi out.

After Fang Yi turned around, Duan Ruoxi zoomed in on the photo in a daze, at a loss.

On the vast grassland, the young ladies were wearing colored gems, and the brilliant light was flashing as they sped by.

Only Lin Shuxing was not wearing any accessories. Her empty five fingers raised the riding crop, and she gave a wicked smile to the camera.


Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune

Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune

给短命疯批大小姐冲喜后
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese
Fang Yi transmigrated from a wasteland world into a melodramatic novel, forced to bind with the Villainess’s Wish System, becoming the object of a marriage of good fortune for the short-lived, maniacal eldest miss. The eldest miss was sickly and melancholic, prone to unpredictable mood swings, and would lash out and abuse people at the slightest provocation. She was the foil to the kind, true daughter, destined to be despised by everyone, ultimately having a funeral that no one attended. Fang Yi hated trouble, especially emotional entanglements. Yet, the eldest miss craved wealth, power, and obsessive love, while Fang Yi was merely a poor engineer who didn't understand romance. Who knows where their horoscopes went wrong, that they could be called a match made in heaven. Fang Yi arrived to break off the engagement just as the eldest miss was hitting someone. The pale-faced girl, blood staining her fingertips, cast a cold glance over: “Remember, I am the one who doesn’t want to be engaged to you. I. Hate. You!” Later, the eldest miss, who should have died young, became increasingly radiant and noble. Power was the best tonic, and jewels were merely suitable for adorning her fingertips. She stood at the pinnacle, looking down indifferently upon the commercial empire she had personally built. No one knew that this uncrowned queen always reined in her sharpness before returning home, Pouncing into Fang Yi’s warm embrace, her restless hands exploring beneath the clothing, while feigning grievance and tearfully cooing: “Don’t leave me, they all bully me…” ** A story about a vicious, arrogant younger woman who relentlessly flirts, eventually getting her wish and being thoroughly devoured. . Content Tags: Exclusive Devotion, System, Transmigration into a Book, Growth, Enticement, Marriage Before Love  

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