Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 36 Marriage Dissolution Agreement

Wang Hua asked Yang Nianqing why she said she wasn't expected to succeed by any of her relatives.

Yang Nianqing hesitated for a moment before telling her, "I'm not my mother's biological daughter. She switched her daughter with me, letting her daughter take my place as a rich man's daughter. I was enslaved for more than ten years. As for my biological family, because I dropped out of school early, I have no education or skills and can't compare to the daughter they raised with so much effort, so they don't acknowledge me." She shrugged and continued.

"It's said that I have three brothers, but I've never spent any time with them. They've been with that fake one for over ten years, and they probably don't want to acknowledge me. So if they don't want to acknowledge me, so be it. I can live without them. They despise me, and I don't want to acknowledge them either. So I'm hiding from them; I don't want them to know where I am."

Wang Hua nodded in sudden realization, "She's really that awful? This is what real-life fake heiresses are like. There are a lot of TV shows with this kind of theme lately. Art really does imitate life. But you're really capable. It's their loss if they don't recognize you."

"A real or fake heiress? Hmm, not wrong either." Yang Nianqing waved down a car, pulled Wang Hua into the car, and rushed to her maternal grandmother's house.

Remembering that Wang Hua said she was from Kyoto University of Communication, Yang Nianqing asked again, "Ignore them, I don't want to acknowledge them yet. You're from Kyoto University of Communication, are you going to be an artist in the future?"

Wang Hua nodded. "If nothing unexpected happens, yes."

"If you ever meet someone who looks exactly like me, don't be surprised. That's my twin brother. He's in the entertainment industry, but don't worry about him, I don't acknowledge them. They probably don't recognize me either, so let's not talk about him. Do you know what that ghost's name is? When does he usually come to your side?" Yang Nianqing said to Wang Hua after she told the driver the address.

"That ghost said his name was Ke Zhengping, and he usually appeared next to me when the sun was setting." It was like he had a tracker installed. No matter where she was, he could appear on time. The most important thing was that only she could see him. She was almost scared to the point of having a nervous breakdown.

"I see. It's dusk, the hour of the demons. It's still early, so the demon shouldn't appear yet. Don't be afraid. It's just an arranged marriage. I can handle it."

"Ok!"

The driver glanced at Yang Nianqing and the other person in the rearview mirror, swallowed hard, and thought, "What an amazing conversation! So auspicious!"

About 30 minutes later, Yang Nianqing and Wang Hua arrived at their destination. Wang Hua paid the fare, and the taxi sped off immediately.

"Why the rush?" Yang Nianqing asked, puzzled.

Wang Hua smiled slightly. "Maybe you're scared?"

Yang Nianqing recalled their conversation and looked at her current surroundings, nodding in agreement. Well, it's normal for a normal person to be scared.

Wang Hua lived in a relatively remote suburb of Jiangcheng, where there were few other houses nearby. Because no one had lived there for a long time, the area was overgrown with weeds. Her house was the only one within a few hundred meters, and it looked abandoned, which was quite eerie. Her house was a small bungalow nestled among the weeds, with only one bedroom, one living room, and one toilet. The kitchen was a small shed built outside the house. The door lock was an old-fashioned lock like the kind used to lock chests. Wang Hua took out the key, unlocked the door, and led Yang Nianqing inside to sit down.

Yang Nianqing looked around the house. Although it looked small and old, the owner clearly loved the house.

Seeing Yang Nianqing pick up the photo frame on the table, Wang Hua explained nostalgically, "This is the only photo of my grandmother and me together."

Looking at the old woman holding her in the photo, she smiled and said, "Although we were poor back then, my grandmother never let me go hungry. I always thought that after I graduated from university and got a job, my grandmother could finally enjoy life. But life is unpredictable, and my grandmother passed away right after I got into university."

"Your grandmother is a very kind person; she'll be blessed in her next life." "Thank you." Wang Hua smiled gratefully at Yang Nianqing.

Around 7 o'clock, the sun was almost setting, and the temperature inside the house dropped instantly. A dark shadow slowly solidified, and a sickly, emaciated man appeared in the house. He raised a strange smile and said to Wang Hua, "Wife, I'm here."

Wang Hua hid behind Yang Nianqing and refused, saying, "I'm not your wife."

Upon hearing this, the ghost became agitated and cried out in a shrill voice, "You are! You are!"

Wang Hua covered her ears with her hands; the sound made her ears hurt.

Yang Nianqing channeled her spiritual power to create a barrier around Wang Hua, blocking the ghost's cries. With a flick of her right hand, a talisman appeared in her palm. She poured spiritual power into the talisman and aimed it at Ke Zhengping. As soon as the talisman left Yang Nianqing's hand, it transformed into a sharp arrow that shot towards the ghost. Ke Zhengping didn't dodge; he thought this thing would be like the previous ones, simply passing through his body without causing him any harm.

But the talisman seemed to possess immense force, like a sharp blade, piercing his body. The force propelled him into the air, pinning him to the wall. The spiritual energy on the talisman corroded his wounds, sizzling as it did so. "Ah!" he screamed in agony.

"Noisy," Yang Nianqing said coldly, withdrawing her hand.

Only then did Ke Zhengping truly look at Yang Nianqing. She was a very beautiful woman, no less so than Wang Hua. The two possessed completely different kinds of beauty; the newly appeared woman had a more alluring and aggressive beauty, while Wang Hua had a more innocent and harmless type. He still preferred Wang Hua's type.

"If you look again, I'll gouge your eyes out!" Yang Nianqing sneered, looking at the ghost's abnormal gaze.

Ke Zhengping snapped out of his daze, looking at the wound on his shoulder with uncontrollable rage. Since becoming a ghost, he had never suffered such a severe injury. "You're a sorcerer? I haven't done anything evil, why did you hurt me!"

Yang Nianqing glared at him, angered. What was this ghost saying? Wanting to kill someone and that wasn't considered evil? "You used a ghost to blind Wang Hua and make her jump into the lake, and that wasn't considered evil!"

“She accepted my betrothal gifts, so she’s my wife. I want her to be with me, and even if the King of Hell comes, he can’t argue with me!” Ke Zhengping retorted fiercely.

"I didn't! I didn't confiscate it! I didn't agree to it!" Wang Hua said, her eyes brimming with tears, trying to hold back her sobs.

Ke Zhengping gave a wicked smile. "But your mother accepted it. We matched our birth dates, exchanged marriage certificates, and your mother even burned your hair at my grave. Our marriage certificate says you are my wife, and you can't escape it no matter where you go."

"It's just a marriage in name only. Did you think I couldn't break it?" Yang Nianqing had Wang Hua extend her hand and make a small cut on her finger with a knife. Blood flowed out, and Yang Nianqing used her spiritual power to float the blood in the air. She quickly formed a hand seal, and a magic circle appeared in the air. The blood slowly merged into the magic circle, and suddenly the magic circle shone brightly. When the bright light faded, a document appeared in the air.

Ke Zhengping's eyes widened in shock. "How can you access the documents of the underworld? Are you a Celestial Master?" Then he shook his head. "Even a Celestial Master couldn't access the documents of the underworld at will."

“But I can.” Yang Nianqing used her spiritual power to make the document float in front of Ke Zhengping, conjuring a purple lightning talisman. Tiny purple lightning bolts swirled around the talisman, radiating a terrifying aura. Yang Nianqing threatened, “Repudiate the marriage contract! Otherwise, I’ll annihilate you!”

(End of this chapter)