Jiang Yan was discharged.

Her parents were extremely disappointed by her magnanimity.

Jiang Father had already returned to Jinling, unwilling to stay in Beijing.

Only Jiang Mother stayed behind to care for her, though she continued complaining:

“Now that your advanced studies at the academy are over, you’ll return to your original workplace. Jiang Yan, you fool, do you dare to go back?”

Jiang Yan’s original workplace was in Jinling!

Jiang Yan glanced at her mother: “Jiang Wu was the one who did wrong, not me. Why wouldn’t I dare go back? If Uncle and the others are capable enough, they can just kill me. After all, Jiang Wu already planned to blow me up – I was just lucky! Stop bringing up how I saved Zhou Cheng and using it to pressure him. If Zhou Cheng hadn’t told me to jump from the car, you would have already finished arranging my funeral by now.”

Jiang’s Mother nearly fainted from anger.

Being frustrated by Zhou Cheng was entirely different from being frustrated by her daughter.

All those times she’d shamelessly gone to the Zhou family – who was she losing face for?

Jiang Yan was right. The Jiang family truly dared not touch her now, with Jiang Wu’s incident still fresh and so many eyes watching. But after a few years, when things died down, would the Jiang family let Jiang Yan off?

“Arrange your funeral? If you hadn’t taken that evidence to betray Jiang Wu, he wouldn’t have tried to kill you. Jiang Yan, think about it – how much have you sacrificed for Zhou Cheng? Hasn’t the family loved you since childhood? Even Jiang Wu never wronged you! You’ve thrown all of this away for Zhou Cheng, don’t you deserve something in return…”

Was it for Zhou Cheng?

Jiang Yan didn’t deny it.

When she obtained the evidence, she had struggled internally for a long time.

But besides Zhou Cheng and Brother Pan San, Jiang Yan herself couldn’t tolerate injustice.

“You’re wrong. Right is right, wrong is wrong – whoever does wrong must pay the price! Even if the family won’t forgive me, I don’t regret this. If you keep fixating on this, you can publish a notice severing ties with me, so I won’t implicate you and father.”

Jiang Yan grew clearer-minded as she spoke.

She was doing the right thing – just because Jiang Wu was the wrongdoer and the Jiang family was covering for him, should she pretend not to see?

Jiang Yan couldn’t do that!

Jiang’s Mother stormed out, slamming the door:

“You chose this path yourself. When your feet are covered in blisters and you regret it later, you’ll have to bear it alone!”

…

America, Ithaca.

After class, Xia Xiaolan found Du Zhaohui hanging around campus again and couldn’t help but laugh:

“Du Zhaohui, are you planning to study at Cornell University or what?”

Lingering here instead of returning to China, as if he suddenly wasn’t afraid of being surpassed by Second Young Master Du – did this man have any sense of crisis?

Du Zhaohui glanced at her, “I’m not educated, so I can’t even visit universities? I think Cornell’s environment is quite nice. After I finish my current business, I might want to come study here.”

Hah, if he had the ability, he shouldn’t spend money but get into Cornell on his merit.

Xia Xiaolan knew he was talking nonsense. After finishing his current business, once the electronic components market was built, Du Zhaohui would be trapped in Pengcheng, unable to leave for long periods – just like when Golden Sands Pool was first built, Xia Xiaolan had to visit weekly.

Her Golden Sands Pool project was similar in nature to Du Zhaohui’s electronic components market – they had both staked their fortunes on it, and failure wasn’t an option. If they didn’t personally oversee things, could they expect employees to be more dedicated than the boss?

Xia Xiaolan walked ahead carrying her books, with Du Zhaohui following behind.

“Hey, aren’t you picking up your car today? With so many cars to choose from, why did you order a Ford?”

The car cost just $3,000 – Du Zhaohui couldn’t bear to look at how cheap it was.

Was she short on money?

Where had those million-plus dollars gone?

Xia Xiaolan rolled her eyes, “A Ford is good enough. Look at the cars on campus – how many are super luxurious?”

No need to pretend to be poor, but no need to flaunt wealth either.

Though Ithaca had good public safety, Xia Xiaolan didn’t want to become a target for criminals.

Being average was fine – a Ford wasn’t eye-catching.

She and Du Zhaohui were different; they had no overseas study experience. With bodyguards following wherever he went, Du Zhaohui could be flashy anywhere, but Xia Xiaolan had to consider her own safety.

Super luxurious cars?

There weren’t any sports cars indeed.

But he had seen regular Mercedes and BMWs at Cornell.

Du Zhaohui was seriously counting, wanting to gather evidence to refute Xia Xiaolan. When he looked up at her profile, he forgot what he wanted to say.

– No, why was he arguing about this with a woman?

Women were sore losers. If he presented evidence, Xia Xiaolan might get angry from embarrassment.

“Forget it, this young master won’t stoop to her level.”

Du Zhaohui waved his hand dismissively as he followed Xia Xiaolan, who went to pick up her new car. What was wrong with a Ford? During the test drive, she found it quite comfortable – Xia Xiaolan was quite happy. Cars were cheaper in America; when she bought a Chevrolet from customs before, it cost 80,000 yuan, but this Ford didn’t even cost $4,000!

The Chevrolet was bought for her mother.

Later she bought two more cars from customs, but those were used as company cars.

Strictly speaking, this Ford costing less than $4,000 was Xia Xiaolan’s first personal car.

“Young Master Du, now that I have a car, I don’t need you to give me rides anymore. Thanks for these past few days!”

Xia Xiaolan stepped on the gas and disappeared.

Du Zhaohui got a face full of exhaust and sneezed several times.

Was this how a woman should act?

It was like… putting on pants and not recognizing people anymore… Du Zhaohui suddenly blushed, thinking of some scene.

“I haven’t even finished speaking. I’m returning to China tomorrow, and you won’t even treat me to dinner? Ah Hua, quickly chase after her.”

Ithaca wasn’t big, and Ah Hua caught up shortly.

Xia Xiaolan had arrived home first but hadn’t gone inside.

Was she waiting for the young master?

Impossible, unless Miss Xia had taken the wrong medicine.

Ah Hua immediately rejected this thought, though Du Zhaohui was self-indulgent enough to think Xia Xiaolan had realized her mistake. If Xia Xiaolan apologized, he could turn around and treat her to dinner, perhaps even invite Professor Wen and his wife… Du Zhaohui adjusted his clothes before getting out of the car.

Was Xia Xiaolan waiting for him?

Regarding understanding Xia Xiaolan, Ah Hua as an observer was more clear-headed.

Xia Xiaolan had driven to the door and found two people crouching near Professor Wen’s entrance.

Xu Jing and Ma Hai had been waiting there for who knows how long.

Du Zhaohui approached and heard Xia Xiaolan asking the two Chinese men who looked like beggars in a gentle voice: “Were you looking for me? Why didn’t you wait inside?”

Damn!

So she wasn’t waiting for him.

But where did these two beggars come from?

Xu Jing and Ma Hai looked sickly – it wasn’t wrong for Young Master Du to mistake them for beggars.

Mainland Chinese students were already frugal, and Xu Jing and Ma Hai’s financial situation was especially bad. Any money they had went into their bottomless “project.” Compared to the well-dressed Du Zhaohui, they did look like beggars-