A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

Xie Qingyang woke up in the ward and immediately saw Assistant Zhang next to him.

The lights were blindingly white, and the IV tube was cold against the back of my hand.

Xie Qingyang moved his fingers, his throat so dry it felt like it was cracking. "Where am I?"

Assistant Zhang remained calm. "Miss, you're in the hospital. I'll call the doctor right away."

A few minutes later.

The door was pushed open, and a doctor in his fifties entered, followed by two nurses.

The doctor walked to the bedside, handed over the echocardiogram report, and pointed to a few lines of text on it.

"Moderate mitral valve prolapse with regurgitation. The more dangerous part is here."

The doctor's finger landed on another line of data: "Your aortic root diameter is far beyond the normal range."

Xie Qingyang stared at the paper, his mind buzzing.

"Have any elders in your family, especially your paternal relatives, passed away prematurely due to acute cardiovascular disease?"

Xie Qingyang opened his eyes wide in shock.

Xie Rong.

No wonder Xie Jing repeatedly urged her to get an ultrasound when they were at the old house.

"How many years has it been since you had a cardiovascular checkup?"

Seeing that her complexion was off, the doctor's tone turned serious. "This time, your blood pressure spiked due to acute stress, and you almost ruptured your blood vessel walls."

Xie Qingyang's head throbbed with pain. He looked down at the report, his fingers beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

Why?

Why not just tell her directly?!

Why did you have to act so superior and make her get checked? Why didn't you just say so directly?!

He already knew.

Xie Jing always knew!

wrong.

If it is hereditary Xie Rong—

Based on the information she knew, Xie Rong's health was much worse than hers. She could still do some exercise, but Xie Rong even had difficulty walking!

Moreover, there are many people in this circle who have ruined their health because of alcohol and sex, and some are even worse off than her!

She usually pays attention to her diet, eats less oily, sweet, and greasy food, rarely smokes or drinks alcohol, and doesn't engage in casual sex. So why did she get sick?!

This can't be real!

"Your heart rate is too fast, take a deep breath!"

The doctor noticed the abnormally fluctuating values ​​on the monitor and pressed down on her shoulder.

"Don't get agitated! Given your current blood vessel condition, you absolutely cannot afford any drastic emotional fluctuations—"

"I'm not agitated!"

She abruptly pushed the doctor's hand away.

"This is all fake! You're an actor he hired, aren't you?! You're just trying to scare me! Don't think I don't know! Many patients who were perfectly fine develop health problems from being frightened!"

"Ms. Xie, please calm down." The doctor looked at the heart rate soaring again on the monitor. "From a medical point of view, there's no point in you knowing this beforehand. Aortic root replacement is a major open-heart surgery with extremely high risks. Once the blood vessels dilate to the absolute surgical threshold, even if you stay in the cardiac surgery ward every day, all the doctors can do is observe. As long as you don't do strenuous exercise, that's already the most effective conservative intervention."

The ward fell into a deathly silence.

Xie Qingyang turned around and grabbed Assistant Zhang's arm. "Zhang Qing! Do you know what's going on?!"

Assistant Zhang looked at her blankly. "What do you know? Your illness? Assistant Wang told me about it before—"

Xie Qingyang screamed, "Why didn't you say anything?!"

Assistant Zhang sighed, "If I told you, would you believe me? You don't even believe what the chairman says, so would you believe what I say? I told you I would arrange a time for you to see a doctor, and you told me to keep an eye on the stocks."

He paused, "Besides, even now... you still don't believe what the doctor says, you think he's lying to you."

Xie Qingyang was so angry that her chest ached. "I'm not like that! I'm not like Xie Rong! I'm much healthier than him! You've been fooled by Xie Jing too! You idiot! Even if I'm Xie Rong's daughter and have been affected a little, it's definitely not that serious! He's just trying to scare me! He wants to frighten me! That's just how he is, in the business world he's—"

At first, she was unwilling to accept it, thinking that it was all Jiang Chu's conspiracy to kick her out of the house.

But as the pain of the illness intensifies, people gradually have no choice but to believe it.

after all--

Looking at Xie Jing's appearance and then at her body, the difference is like night and day.

They are not father and daughter.

This is the most reasonable explanation.

but!

Her health is definitely not that bad! Xie Jing is trying to use those business tactics of intimidating enemies to deal with her!

He's dreaming!

The doctor glanced at the surveillance data next to him, then hesitated to speak.

Xie Qingyang pointed to the ward door, "Get out!"

The doctor quickly left with the nurse.

Xie Qingyang, breathing heavily, stared intently at Assistant Zhang. "Contact Tianyu's legal department and overseas compliance team! Don't they have judicial immunity in the Cayman Islands? Freeze that offshore account belonging to the Lei family! I want to withdraw that over 100 million!"

Assistant Zhang: "...Miss, this is insider trading, not buying a bag in a mall. That money was already dispersed through Lei's shell accounts and transferred to the Bank for International Settlements' dark pool trading system. Even a miracle couldn't get it back. Secondly, the chairman won't let Tianyu's legal department help you get the money. He already ordered the group's compliance department to complete all risk mitigation two hours ago."

Xie Qingyang's eyes widened. "What?"

Assistant Zhang cleared his throat. "He believes that those shell companies under your name are most likely already under the scrutiny of the China Securities Regulatory Commission's investigation bureau. Assistant Wang just called me and said that if you take the initiative—"

"Nonsense! Xie Jing is a coward!" Xie Qingyang gritted his teeth in anger. "If I were being targeted, I would have already..."

She took a few deep breaths. "Give me your phone."

Xie Qingyang quickly dialed Lei Bin's overseas number.

The phone was answered after three rings.

"Hello, Clear?"

Lei Bin's voice was warm and steady, with the gentleness characteristic of an elder, showing no sign of panic about absconding with the money.

"Uncle," Xie Qingyang gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, "Xie Jing said you shorted crude oil and got wiped out... said that two-thirds of that fund has been liquidated, and said you're using me as a scapegoat! Where is my money? Where is that 100 million in subordinated funds?!"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Instead of panicking and trying to cover it up, Lei Bin chuckled softly.

"Qingyang, didn't Xie Jing also tell you that our Lei family is already a bankrupt shell, and that your money was used to help us settle our accounts?"

Xie Qingyang was stunned: "How did you know?"

"Because this was originally a smokescreen I released, intended to impress Tianyu's overseas risk control team."

Lei Bin spoke calmly and even very composedly.

"You studied finance, so you should know what a short trap and liquidity illusion are, right?"

"Hmm," Xie Qingyang's breath hitched, "...Of course I know."

"The margin call statement that Xie Jing saw was one that I deliberately forged and leaked to Tianyu through a third-party channel."

Lei Bin patiently guided him.

"We do have exposure in crude oil futures, but those are synthetic options to hedge our spot positions. We deliberately created a false impression to lure them into dumping shares. When Tianyu's offshore futures price hits its all-time low, your $100 million in subordinated funds, combined with our secretly held $1 billion senior cash pool, will instantly trigger a short squeeze!"

Lei Bin's voice suddenly lowered, revealing a sense of strategic brilliance.

"Clear, once a short squeeze occurs, all those institutions that want to see us fail will be forced to liquidate their positions at high prices! This will not only triple your voting rights, but could even directly erode Xie Jing's profit moat overseas!"

"Xie Jing simply doesn't understand the derivative structure of this high-frequency algorithm era!"

Lei Bin sneered, "He saw the risk of crossing the line and assumed we were bankrupt. He went to intimidate you because he's afraid you'll actually gain a voice in this structure, afraid that this empty trap will ultimately trap him! Besides, do you even know what Xie Jing's major was in college? Neuroscience! Biology!"

Xie Qingyang was stunned.

"While you were learning about asset pricing models and the efficient market hypothesis, he was studying how people are led by the nose by conditioned reflexes like mice. Qingyang, you were learning how to make money within the rules, while he was learning to prove that those who make the rules are just a group of advanced animals. Ha, how ridiculous."

Xie Qingyang remained silent.

"...He's no match for you at all, Qingyang. He's only where he is today because your father is in poor health, while Xie Jing just got lucky!"

Xie Qingyang clenched his fists.