Chapter 21

Before long, netizens followed the vine to the melon and tracked down the people Song Linhai had cheated with over the years. Although the photos were all flimsy evidence, they were enough to stir up a massive storm online.

By then, Song Group had long since been pinned high at the top of the trending searches. When Song Shiwei woke up the next morning, online discussion of the matter had already boiled over.

One gossip account even exposed Song Linhai's basement, where an entire wall of sexual torture implements was hidden, and released a video showing how the scar over Chen Jingxian's heart had been burned into her skin.

The moment that video came out, the internet exploded. Some netizens had originally sided with Song Linhai, believing that although he was at fault, his crimes did not warrant death, and that what Chen Jingxian had done was tantamount to killing a man and destroying his heart.

After watching the video, they could no longer say a word in his defense and began denouncing Song Linhai online, one after another.

For a time, public opinion flooded the internet, dragging Song's stock price down to rock bottom overnight.

Song Yurou no longer even dared log into Weibo. The netizens' questions and abuse were practically driving her mad.

She could only hurry to shut down her Weibo account and contact a top-tier PR team overnight to issue a statement for her.

Looking at Song's continuously plummeting stock price, then at Song Linhai lying terrified in the basement, Chen Jingxian broke into a satisfied smile.

"Song Linhai, don't worry. I won't divorce you. I want Song. And you? I want you too."

She gently switched on a vibrator. As the electric current slowly spread through his entire body, Song Linhai felt his vision go black.

"You don't know, do you? Why I knew you'd go there that day?" Chen Jingxian bent down close to Song Linhai. "Because it was a grand performance I spent years painstakingly plotting."

"Including, but not limited to, finding every single one of your affair partners for you. Well? Were they to your taste?"

What Chen Jingxian did not say was that Song Linhai's affair partners were all women who had willingly entered the sex trade. He had a virginity fetish; she wondered whether learning this would make him so angry he suffered a stroke.

If he did have a stroke, that would truly be wonderful. She hoped he would not survive this ordeal.

Song Linhai felt his vision go black. So everything that had happened yesterday had been orchestrated by this bitch. This bitch had plotted against him.

"At today's Song shareholders' meeting, the shareholders will dismiss you for dereliction of duty as chairman, and I, the company's second-largest shareholder, will take the chairman's seat. I'll announce that discovering your son wasn't yours was such a devastating blow that you've been left partially paralyzed and need quiet rest. As your wife, I'll exercise your authority as chairman and your shareholder rights on your behalf." Chen Jingxian dealt Song Linhai one final blow.

Song Linhai nearly exploded with fury. Blood surged through his body, rage assailed his heart, and he promptly passed out.

That afternoon, Song Group issued a statement: Song Group's chairman had been removed from office due to illness, and her wife, Ms. Chen Jingxian, would formally assume the position of chairman. Furthermore, should anything happen to Mr. Song, his assets would be left to his only daughter, Song Shiwei.

Song Shiwei, who had been eating melons only to suddenly find herself in one: ?

Chen Jingxian was someone worth getting along with. When netizens offered suggestions, she genuinely listened. She dared to think and act-a true heroine among women. But Song Shiwei really could not make sense of that wild move of giving her the shares.

[LMAO, that scumbag Song Linhai actually passed out from anger? That little blow was enough to make him faint?]

[Chen Jingxian, you dare to think and act. You're seriously badass! Sis, that move was so damn satisfying!!!]

Downstairs, the Jiang Family, who had followed along and stuffed their mouths full of melons, were grinning like fools too. Without even stepping outside, they had not missed a single piece of online gossip. They really had Song Shiwei to thank.

Song Shiwei rapidly skimmed the trending searches and nearly laughed herself to death at the shameless netizens' comments.

"Chairman Song, she's already forgiven you. Just put up with it."

"The four of you should live happily together. Chairman Song can just stay sick from now on!"

"Being sick is good. Now you can't go out chasing flowers and flirting with women. Make sure you get sick often from now on."

Song Shiwei surfed the internet at speed, only for a familiar name to suddenly catch her eye: Song Ruchu.

Song Ruchu V: [Dad doesn't want me anymore. Mom doesn't want me anymore. Sis, you'll still want me, won't you?]

Below it was a Weibo post from Song Yurou: [I support Mom. Mom, I'll always be your daughter. Even without my little brother, I can still support you in your old age.]

The meaning could not have been more obvious. To suck up to Chen Jingxian, Song Yurou had kicked Song Ruchu out of the picture all on her own.

Nobody wanted Song Ruchu anymore.

Song Shiwei nearly died laughing. [Your sister doesn't want you either. You're an orphan now.]

Author's note:

Sister Song Gua: My specialty is settling grudges on the spot. That scummy little brother got his just deserts.

Chapter 21: Chapter 21

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Downstairs, the Jiang Family burst out laughing. That mouth of Song Shiwei's-her insults really were music to their ears.

This melon had truly been satisfying to eat, with a beginning and an end. Song Ruchu had brought all of this on himself. If he had so much as offered a helping hand when that old pervert Song Linhai was torturing Chen Jingxian, she would never have left him out on the streets.

Song Shiwei shook her head. You can't survive calamities of your own making.

The Jiang Family nodded in complete agreement. Exactly! You could not survive calamities of your own making.

Having had her fill of melons, Song Shiwei happily put away her phone. As she headed downstairs, she happened to run into Jiang Xun coming out of the room next door.

She fell silent for a moment, but inwardly she screamed, My husband is so handsome. He takes my breath away with his looks every single time. I really want to kiss one to death in a single go.

Song Shiwei babbled inwardly about a whole host of things Jinjiang would never allow to be published, nearly breaking through Jiang Xun's defenses. His wife...

He smiled almost imperceptibly, then restored his unruffled expression. "Shall we go down for breakfast together, my wife?"

Song Shiwei nodded, inwardly ecstatic. Oh my god, that bass voice. I love him even more!!