18 – Your intеrnаl оrgаns аrе brоken
Aftеr sреаking, Shеng Chuyang turnеd tо look аt Sheng Nanting.
Тhоsе сlеаr, beаutiful big еуеs gave hеr an innocent lооk, making hеr арреar соmрletelу hаrmless. Аpart from hеr eхtremely рalе cоmрlexiоn, she didn’t seem muсh diffеrеnt frоm an ordinаrу уоung girl.
It even mаde рeoрle feеl that her gаze toward Shеng Nаnting wаs filled with dерendencе and grаtitudе.
Beсause оf this, the rероrters сomplеtely bеliеvеd Sheng Chuyang’s words.
Seeing that thе situаtion was now verу unfаvorable fоr thеm, Luo Meixue still wanted to salvage the situation: “Nanting cares for Chuyang the most, and I also treat Chuyang as my own daughter. It’s just that she’s still quite young, so we might still need to appropriately intervene in how she handles the assets.”
Her words seemed flawless, with no room for criticism.
They also left a way out for seizing Sheng Chuyang’s assets in the future.
After speaking, Luo Meixue turned her face away from the camera and looked at Sheng Chuyang with a smug expression.
Sheng Chuyang’s expression turned cold.
Seeing this, Luo Meixue grew even more smug, thinking she had Sheng Chuyang under her control.
Sheng Chuyang turned around and faced Luo Meixue directly: “I will handle my biological mother’s assets properly. If you have too much free time, you should focus on disciplining your own daughter. After all, Sheng Qingwei is the eldest daughter of the Sheng family.”
Although Luo Meixue had married Sheng Nanting legitimately after Sheng Chuyang’s mother passed away,
the problem lay with Sheng Qingwei. Sheng Qingwei was Sheng Nanting’s biological daughter and was older than Sheng Chuyang.
Therefore, Luo Meixue was a mistress who had taken the wife’s place.
There were no secrets in this circle. The original host had known about this for a long time, which was why she particularly disliked Sheng Qingwei.
And now, Luo Meixue, a woman who had taken the wife’s place, wanted to interfere with the inheritance left by the original wife for her daughter. How shameless could she be?
Luo Meixue hadn’t expected Sheng Chuyang to be so difficult to deal with. Furious, she opened her mouth to curse: “You little—”
“Shut up!” Sheng Nanting harshly stopped her.
Sheng Nanting gave Sheng Chuyang a deathly pale glance before turning to face the camera: “When a child grows up, a father should let go and allow her to forge her own path. I believe Chuyang can do very well.”
He knew there was no room left to turn things around.
Going along with Sheng Chuyang’s words would at least salvage some of his reputation.
…
After dealing with the reporters and entering the hospital, Luo Meixue couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Sheng Chuyang! Don’t push things too far! You’ll face retribution!”
She had schemed for so long, only to end up with nothing. She couldn’t swallow this anger.
In fact, at first, Luo Meixue had coveted the original host’s assets and had coaxed her in every way. The original host had accepted her.
But once the original host learned that Sheng Qingwei was Sheng Nanting’s biological daughter, she realized that Luo Meixue’s kindness was only for the money.
After that, the original host had completely broken ties with them.
Sheng Chuyang took a deep, restrained breath: “Being around something like you, who should be sent back for reincarnation, is the greatest retribution for me.”
Luo Meixue didn’t react for a moment: “What?”
“She’s calling you inhuman.” Jiang Songran suddenly appeared from somewhere.
Luo Meixue, who had been about to lash out, could only swallow the words that had reached her lips.
With a flattering expression, she called out: “Young Master Jiang.”
Jiang Songran ignored her.
He cautiously took a few steps back, standing three meters away from Sheng Chuyang, and called out to her: “Grandfather sent me to pick you up.”
At least he knew his place.Compared to Luo Meixue, even Jiang Songran seemed a bit more tolerable.
“Oh.” Sheng Chuyang responded coldly and walked toward the elevator.
The elevator doors opened. After Sheng Chuyang stepped inside, Jiang Songran still lingered outside, shuffling his feet as if stepping on ants.
Sheng Chuyang glanced at his legs. “Are your legs broken too?”
“N-no.” Jiang Songran stammered in fright, rushing over at lightning speed and pressing the elevator button with his uninjured hand.
As the doors closed, Jiang Songran pressed himself tightly into the corner, unable to resist stealing glances at Sheng Chuyang.
She was dressed entirely in black, wrapped up tightly even in the height of summer, revealing only her slender, snow-white wrists and ankles. She looked like a fragile, delicate young girl who could break at the slightest touch.
Jiang Songran even began to doubt whether she was really the one who had broken his arm that day.
Ding—
The elevator doors opened at that moment.
Sensing Jiang Songran’s lingering gaze, Sheng Chuyang glanced at him lightly.
That single, light glance made Jiang Songran, who had been about to rush out, instinctively retract his steps and let Sheng Chuyang exit first.
Sheng Chuyang naturally didn’t stand on ceremony.
Once she was out, Jiang Songran sighed in relief while silently cursing himself for being a coward.
…
When Sheng Chuyang saw Old Master Jiang, she was somewhat surprised.
In just one short night, Old Master Jiang looked as if he had aged ten years, appearing so weak it seemed he could pass away at any moment.
Old Master Jiang looked at her and spoke slowly, “Chuyang, you’re here.” As soon as he opened his mouth, Sheng Chuyang caught a whiff of an extremely foul odor.
Quickly, she identified it—the smell of decay.
The crows of Red Moon Ridge loved rotting flesh the most.
Sheng Chuyang’s expression turned serious as she reached out and grasped Old Master Jiang’s arm.
Jiang Songran, being an ordinary person, naturally couldn’t smell any decay. He warily stretched out his hand to shield his grandfather. “What are you doing?”
Sheng Chuyang pinched the corner of Jiang Songran’s clothes with two fingers and effortlessly pulled him aside.
Then, she stated her conclusion to Old Master Jiang: “Your internal organs are rotting.”
Yet her expression remained exceptionally calm—so calm it felt eerie.
Jiang Songran stepped in front of his grandfather again. “What nonsense are you talking! My grandfather’s personal doctor is a world-renowned specialist. His health has always been excellent!”
“Songran.” Old Master Jiang motioned for him to step aside.
Reluctantly, Jiang Songran moved away.
Old Master Jiang’s gaze toward Sheng Chuyang grew much more complicated. “That’s right. I’ve been diagnosed with cancer. Late stage.”
Old Master Jiang sighed. “The results came out just last night, but this news cannot be leaked yet.”
The Jiang family’s current standing relied entirely on Old Master Jiang’s support. If news of his cancer spread, Jiang Corporation’s stocks would undoubtedly plummet.
Jiang Songran was in disbelief. “Grandfather! You’ve always had regular check-ups. How could you suddenly have late-stage cancer? Could it be a misdiagnosis?”
“It’s not a misdiagnosis.” Sheng Chuyang sat down nearby.
But it was indeed strange.
Yesterday, she had also been in close contact with Old Master Jiang and hadn’t smelled any decay from his internal organs.
This meant the old master’s condition had developed after he was hospitalized.
For humans, the onset of illness is always a gradual process.
This defied logic.
Sheng Chuyang suddenly sat up straight. “It’s a curse!”
A curse that takes a person’s life requires an extremely high price to pay.Due to its extreme malevolence, when my father ascended the throne a thousand years ago, he explicitly forbade the Blood Clan from using such a curse.
The ritual for casting the curse is complex and requires immense magical power.
Ordinary humans and common members of the Blood Clan find it nearly impossible to perform.
Because—
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