Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 5 Phoenix Blood Jade

Zhang Lingling looked at Chen Jianbin with eyes full of disappointment. She sobbed and said to Chen Jianbin, "Let me go! You don't love me anymore! I want to die with my child! I won't let another woman abuse my child!"

"What are you talking about? How could I not love you? What woman are you talking about?"

Zhang Lingling screamed hysterically, "Then why don't you talk to me when you come home every day? You didn't come home all night yesterday. What else could it be but another woman?"

"No, I'm going to work."

"How can you be so busy with work? You come home so late every day and smell of alcohol. I know you dislike me for having a daughter and for becoming ugly after having a child. What's the point of my life then?"

"No, how could I dislike my daughter or you? I love my daughter and you very much. I can't live without you."

"I don't believe it. You've changed ever since I had the baby."

Seeing Zhang Lingling sobbing uncontrollably, Chen Jianbin felt heartbroken. He hadn't expected his wife to be so anxious, and he hadn't imagined that he would almost lose his wife and child because of his pride. Chen Jianbin gently comforted Zhang Lingling, cupping her face in his hands: "I'm sorry, my wife. There's a reason why I'm like this every day. I love you and our daughter, and I want to give you and our daughter the best, but our company is going to lay off staff recently, including the worst-performing employees. I'm going to lose my job, and I'm afraid I won't be able to support you and our daughter. I work every day trying to improve our performance, but I haven't achieved anything. I'm under a lot of pressure, so I drown my sorrows in alcohol every day. I haven't told you I'm sorry."

Seeing Chen Jianbin's sincere and unreserved love, Zhang Lingling knew he was telling the truth: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Chen Jianbin couldn't help but shed tears, saying, "I don't want you to worry, I don't want you to think I'm useless. I'm sorry, I was too selfish and didn't consider your feelings."

Zhang Lingling reached out and wiped away Chen Jianbin's tears, shaking her head and saying, "No, it's just that I'm overthinking things. You're not wrong, and I didn't mean it either. I went to see a doctor, and the doctor said I have postpartum depression. I want to control myself, but I can't. I'm sorry, husband."

Chen Jianbin hugged Zhang Lingling and said, "It's all because I didn't care about you enough that you're so uneasy. I didn't even know you were sick. You must tell me if anything happens in the future. Wife, don't do anything foolish again. I can't live without you!"

"No, honey, we'll face anything together from now on!"

"Good!" Chen Jianbin hugged his wife, feeling fortunate that he had come home early today; otherwise, he would have lost his wife and child. He suddenly remembered that he had originally planned to go drinking, but he decided to come home early because he met Yang Nianqing. Chen Jianbin told Zhang Lingling about this, and Zhang Lingling also felt fortunate. If her husband hadn't come home early, she really would have committed suicide with the child. Now that she had calmed down, she felt scared.

"I really have to thank that person, otherwise I would have lost you."

Zhang Lingling, a frequent reader of novels, thought her husband must have encountered a wise person from a novel. She excitedly exclaimed, "Honey, you must have met a wise person! Don't you think it's incredible? You bump into someone on the street and they remind you to care for your family? It must be that they feel a connection with you and are deliberately reminding you. That's how it's written in novels!" "Now that you mention it," Zhang Lingling replied, "I think so too. Next time we meet, we must thank her. I remember people who reveal secrets of heaven have some kind of bad influence, right?"

"Yes, yes, I know this is called the five deficiencies and three lacks, so people like them always expect gifts when they help others. Honey, next time you meet her, you must thank her properly."

"Okay, honey, I understand."

Yang Nianqing was unaware of what was happening here. She was already home, and luckily, she hadn't run into any neighbors; no one knew she was home so soon. This made things easier for her. The house had three bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. In one corner of the living room was a folded-up bed. Yang Nianqing touched the bed and couldn't help but sneer. Why couldn't she understand all those years ago? Everyone in the Yang family had their own room, but she could only sleep in the corner of the living room. Every morning, the first thing she had to do was fold up the bed and then prepare breakfast for the Yang family before she could go to work.

Yang Nianqing entered Cheng Ying and her husband's room. She was very familiar with this house and knew exactly where Cheng Ying hid things. Yang Nianqing moved the table aside and reached out to touch the tiles at the bottom of the wall. Sure enough, she felt that one of them was different. Compared to the other tiles, the gap between this tile and the others was obviously larger. Yang Nianqing put a fruit knife into the gap and pried it open. Sure enough, she pried it open easily. Yang Nianqing removed the tile to reveal a small hidden compartment. She took out a small box from the compartment, held it in her hands, and gently opened it. Inside was a blood jade pendant engraved with a phoenix.

Yang Nianqing chuckled to herself; she knew it would be placed here. Cheng Ying never let her clean this area when she was cleaning.

Yang Nianqing took out the pendant and looked at it against the sky. The blood jade pendant was crystal clear, with an alluring color and excellent translucency. It was shaped like a small phoenix and felt smooth and lustrous in her hand. Even someone like her who couldn't recognize jade could tell that this jade was definitely top-quality. No wonder Yang Qianmei wanted it.

As Yang Nianqing gently stroked the blood jade, her thoughts drifted back to her past life. Her most vivid memory of the blood jade was when she was six years old and still living in the countryside. She saw the pendant while cleaning and found it very beautiful. Out of curiosity, she touched it, only to be seen by Cheng Ying and Yang Song, who beat her half to death. Thinking of this, Yang Nianqing gripped the pendant tightly. Judging from the conversation among the Yang family members, the pendant must have been left to her by her biological parents. However, her biological parents seemed unwilling to acknowledge her, as if they despised her for bringing shame upon them.

Ha, if she doesn't want to acknowledge them, she doesn't want to acknowledge them either. She won't be that foolish in this life. She won't cling to the ties of her parents that she shouldn't.

Yang Nianqing spread his hands, looked at the blood jade pendant, and sneered inwardly: 'Yang Qianmei, didn't you want this blood jade? I'll destroy it, I won't give it to you!' Yang Nianqing raised his hand high and smashed the blood jade to the ground. Several crisp bangs were heard, but the blood jade was intact.

Yang Nianqing picked up the blood jade and dropped it several times, but it remained intact. Unconvinced, she went to the kitchen, placed the blood jade on the cutting board, grabbed a hammer, and hammered it a few times. Upon closer inspection, it was still perfectly fine. She couldn't understand why the blood jade was so hard; weren't jade objects usually fragile? Seeing a kitchen knife nearby, Yang Nianqing picked it up and chopped at it a few times, but the blood jade remained completely undamaged, without even a scratch.

"How could this happen?" Yang Nianqing placed the cleaver on the cutting board and picked up the Blood Jade. Her index finger accidentally brushed against the blade. "Ah!" Yang Nianqing withdrew her hand, and a not-so-shallow wound on her index finger was bleeding profusely. She wanted to stop the bleeding first, but at this moment, the Blood Jade emitted a dazzling red light. Her blood fell onto the Blood Jade, and the Blood Jade absorbed the blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This, this..." Before Yang Nianqing could react, a suction force pulled her fingers onto the blood jade. She could clearly feel the blood jade absorbing her blood, and the continuous loss of blood made her dizzy. Yang Nianqing struggled to remove her hand, but her hand was firmly stuck to the blood jade. The blood jade and the cutting board seemed to weigh a ton, and no matter what she did, she couldn't move them an inch. Yang Nianqing felt her strength gradually draining away, and she couldn't help but despair. She had just been reborn, and she had finally been able to start over. Was she going to die? She thought of Fan Ruichen, and she had promised to be good to him. She couldn't help but feel regretful, thinking that she might not have the chance anymore.

At this moment, the blood jade emitted an even more dazzling red light, which enveloped Yang Nianqing. After a few seconds, the red light dissipated and the spot was empty. Even the blood jade disappeared into thin air, as if it had never existed.

(End of this chapter)