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785: Chapter 778: Jin Guangrong’s Passing 785: Chapter 778: Jin Guangrong’s Passing With the death of Mr.
Tang, the Tang Family scattered like monkeys from a fallen tree.
Without any external force, the Tang family members dispersed completely, leaving behind only the bewildered Old Mrs.
Tang and Tang Anzhi’s family at the Tang Mansion.
Tang Anxin also returned, but she wasn’t overly sad.
In fact, she was somewhat pleased about the deaths of her brother and grandfather.
She understood the inside story and was surprised by Tang Anzhi’s audacity to target Second Uncle and Fifth Uncle, as if he had grown tired of living.
Seeking his own death!
Tang Anxin was speechless over her brother’s stupidity.
Thankfully, Jin Guangrong’s health no longer allowed it, and the Jin Family was not what it used to be; otherwise, the Tang Family would vanish from the Capital City without a trace, and Tang Anxin would follow in Wan Yun’s footsteps, dying in a drunk driving accident or some other way.
Tang Anxin didn’t stay long at the Tang Family nor comfort the grief-stricken Mrs.
Tang.
She returned to the Jin Family, having already filed for divorce from her husband Jin San.
With such a fallout between the Jin and Tang families, she couldn’t remain in the Jin Family and only wanted to take her son and leave the Capital City for a peaceful life in a small town.
In December, during the coldest period in Capital City, heavy snow fell, quickly covering the streets with thick layers of snow, creating a beautiful, silver-white scene.
Jin Guangrong didn’t survive this winter and departed from the stage he was reluctant to leave as the snow fell heavily.
The Jin Family, having fully bid farewell to its past glory!
Jin Guangrong’s memorial service was exceptionally grand, using the highest specifications.
The big boss personally delivered a speech, and even foreign envoys came to pay their respects.
This showed that Jin Guangrong’s influence both domestically and internationally was indeed significant.
Once someone passes away, no matter how capable they are, it’s all gone.
Fortunately, Jin Guangrong left behind instructions, providing the Jin Family a way out.
As long as they don’t self-destruct, the big boss, considering Jin Guangrong’s face, wouldn’t really make things difficult for them.
Mr.
Yun personally went to pay respects to Jin Guangrong, looking very solemn, with a hint of melancholy.
Perhaps he was sad to lose a formidable rival.
Shortly after the end of Jin Guangrong’s memorial service, the Jin Family was visited by someone both familiar and unfamiliar: the former Seventh Young Madam—Xu Jiaojiao.
Xu Jiaojiao seemed to be well-off, looking quite healthy, and remarkably younger.
She first encountered Tang Anxin, who appeared haggard compared to the spirited Xu Jiaojiao.
“Xu Jiaojiao, you actually dare to return?
Aren’t you afraid the seventh brother will settle the score with you?” Tang Anxin, inexplicably irritated, regretted her words as soon as she said them, asking why she bothered to provoke her.
Wanting to apologize, the longstanding superiority complex over Xu Jiaojiao made it difficult for Tang Anxin to lower herself, leaving her awkwardly gazing at her former sister-in-law.
Xu Jiaojiao wasn’t angry, just smiled and said to Tang Anxin: “Tang Anxin, I have to thank you.
If you hadn’t kindly reminded me three years ago, I wouldn’t have plotted against He Sisi.
Maybe I would still be struggling in this cage like you!”
Tang Anxin’s expression changed.
Yes, three years ago, she did persuade Xu Jiaojiao, that fool, to scheme against He Chengsi.
When Xu Jiaojiao ended up being tricked by He Chengsi, Tang Anxin felt a bit guilty.
But nowadays, that little guilt had long been forgotten.
Xu Jiaojiao, coldly observing Tang Anxin’s unnatural expression, felt disgusted.
How foolish she must have been to think of this third sister-in-law as a good person!
“Also, my name is now Lu Shanshan, so don’t call me wrong, Tang Anxin.”
After speaking, Xu Jiaojiao went to find Seventh Young Master Jin, who had remarried.
His new wife was a foreign-educated scholar, even more playful than Seventh Young Master Jin.
The two were so perfectly matched, surprisingly harmonious.
Xu Jiaojiao had returned to take her son; she had waited three years for this moment.
Her son was the only attachment she had in the capital, and she was determined to take him.
Seventh Young Master Jin refused outright, but Boss Jin agreed, using his authority as head of the family to let Xu Jiaojiao take Jin Yujie away.
Xu Jiaojiao took her son to meet with Sisi without much discussion, merely informing Sisi that she would take her mother and son to live in the U Country.
“Ah Shen has taken care of the paperwork for me.
We’ll celebrate Chinese New Year in the U Country.
Goodbye, He Sisi!” Xu Jiaojiao waved to Sisi and left holding Jin Yujie’s hand.
Sisi was deeply moved, still unable to understand the relationship between Ah Shen and Xu Jiaojiao.
Were they lovers?
Then what was Xue Ji?
If not lovers, why would cold-hearted Ah Shen do so much for Xu Jiaojiao?
It’s truly confusing!
Sisi returned gloomily to the Yun Mansion, finding Mr.
Yun sitting in the front courtyard basking in the sun while He Chengsi spoke to him.
“How strange, why would Tang Anzhi suddenly target Second Son Jin and Jin Lao?” Mr.
Yun muttered to himself.
Sisi realized that it was Tang Anzhi who caused the deaths of Second Son Jin and Jin Lao; what a surprise!
She recalled how Tang Anzhi was also beaten to death in prison, leaving her even more baffled.
Why would such a cunning person like Tang Anzhi do something so futile?
Even causing the downfall of the Tang Family!
He Chengsi said, “I discovered that before the incident with Second Son Jin and Jin Lao, five million was transferred to Tang Anzhi’s account from U Country, but I couldn’t identify who it was.”
U Country?
Sisi’s mind raced, pondering who else in U Country would want Second Son Jin dead?
Could it be him?
In U Country, on a small farm, Ah Shen hung up the phone with satisfaction, saying to Xue Ji on the sofa, “Second Son Jin is dead.”
Xue Ji smiled charmingly, swirling the wine in her glass and sipping it, nonchalantly saying, “Dead is dead, thank you, Ah Shen!”
“No thanks needed, I promised you I would avenge you.”
“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go.
There’s a gala tonight, I’ve agreed to meet Mr.
Brown.
If he’s in a good mood, a single project could earn us significant money.” Xue Ji got up to fetch the cloak from the coat rack.
Ah Shen grabbed her, imploring, “Xue Ji, we have enough money now, you don’t need to compromise yourself dealing with those men.
I can support you!”
Xue Ji smiled gracefully, leaving a red lip mark on Ah Shen’s face.
“Ah Shen, I’m not compromising at all.
Don’t you know my favorite pastime is mingling among men?”
With that, she turned and left, her silhouette alluring as ever.
As she reached the doorway, she turned back with a charming smile: “Ah Shen, Xu Jiaojiao will arrive in a few days, please pick her up!”
Ah Shen’s face changed dramatically, intending to ask Xue Ji what was going on, but she got in the car and sped away, disappearing quickly from sight.
What was Xue Ji doing?
Why was she bringing that stupid woman here?
More people would mean more expenses, she truly doesn’t know how to live!
Ah Shen grumbled inwardly, although he didn’t understand why there was a bit of excitement in his heart.
Could he be anticipating that stupid woman’s arrival?
The departing Xue Ji floored the accelerator, her face streaked with tears.