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

That's right.

Although Xie Jing controls Tianyu, how could he possibly understand these cutting-edge Wall Street derivative structures?

What does he know?

Xie Qingyang took a deep breath. "So... you knew my identity all along?"

Lei Bin sighed softly, "Qingyang, you look a lot like your father."

Xie Qingyang had also seen Xie Rong's photos. If you were to say they looked alike, you could find some resemblance. But it's not surprising that an uncle and niece look alike.

"...Especially when you were a child," Lei Bin lowered his voice, filled with nostalgia, "You never saw what your father looked like as a child; he was practically a carbon copy of you."

Xie Qingyang fell silent.

Lei Bin continued to sigh, "Qingyang, Xie Jing not only rejected you in business, but also said... said you're in poor health, and kept making you get medical checkups all the time?"

Xie Qingyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

"...Because he's afraid of you!"

Lei Bin sighed, "Qingyang, you are Xie Rong's biological daughter. Xie Rong is the rightful eldest son of Old Master Xie Sen and my aunt. She is the eldest daughter of the Lei family's direct line. Your bloodline is the purest. Legally and according to family rules, you are the absolute and only legitimate heir to the Xie family's throne!"

Xie Qingyang's heart started racing.

"And what about Xie Jing?"

Lei Bin scoffed, "He's an illegitimate child who can't be brought into the light. Who knows what kind of seductive tricks his mother used to make the old man divorce his wife and have a child with her—"

Xie Qingyang was completely unaware of these inside stories, nor did she know that Xie Sen had divorced first and met Xie Jing's mother later, let alone why Xie Sen wanted to divorce.

So after hearing this, I gradually began to believe it to some extent.

She was already furious with Xie Jing, and now she was gradually becoming convinced that he was not her biological father—emotionally speaking, she couldn't be happier.

However, from a purely economic standpoint, she was unwilling to accept this fact, since it meant she could no longer rightfully obtain everything.

but……

What if all of this never belonged to Xie Jing in the first place?

"He came from a humble background, was poorly educated, and relied on the old man's soft heart and some underhanded methods to forcibly seize that position!"

Lei Bin sneered, "Precisely because his status is illegitimate, he is extremely insecure and extremely suspicious! You saw his fiancée today, didn't you? What is that woman's identity?"

Xie Qingyang couldn't help but sneer, "She has no status whatsoever! She doesn't even deserve it!"

“Yes,” Lei Bin said meaningfully, “Only by finding someone like this can he stand up for himself in front of the other party and ensure that the other party does not look down on his status.”

Upon hearing this, Xie Qingyang felt much of the frustration in his chest dissipate.

Yes.

If that's the case, it's not surprising that Xie Jing would take a liking to Jiang Chu, a fool who only has beauty but no background or status!

"You earned a hundred million at eighteen. You're so outstanding, how could he tolerate a legitimate heir stepping on his head? That's why he's going to put you under psychological pressure!"

"He told you you'd been deceived, he told you you're utterly useless, he bribed a doctor to tell you you're sick—it's all psychological warfare! He wants to undermine your confidence from within, to make you a useless person, so you can forget about ever touching Tianyu's core power!"

In the ward.

Xie Qingyang gripped his phone tightly.

Lei Bin's words were like a shot in the arm, perfectly healing her fragile self-esteem that was on the verge of collapse.

That's it!

She's not sick! She wasn't fooled! She's not stupid!

She was simply not strong enough, so she was overcome with anger and frustration.

She was just unlucky not to have been born a few years earlier, otherwise Xie Jing wouldn't have had a chance to have any of these things!

"Uncle..."

Xie Qingyang took a deep breath. "You're right, I almost fell for his trick. How long will it take before that trap is closed?"

"Two weeks at most, Qingyang." Lei Bin chuckled. "During this time, do nothing but quietly wait for the options settlement date. Once these two weeks are over, the entire Tianyu will know about Xie Qingyang's methods."

"……good!"

After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingyang pulled the IV needle out of the back of his hand.

Blood seeped out, but she seemed to feel no pain. She looked at the echocardiogram report that she had just crumpled into a ball with a cold smile.

fake.

It was all Xie Jing's scam.

She, Xie Qingyang, is about to step over Xie Jing's face and sit upright on the board of directors of Tianyu Group.

"..."

Assistant Zhang sat beside him, his expression quite indescribable.

"What kind of expression is that?"

Xie Qingyang looked at him.

Assistant Zhang shook his head. "I'm sorry, Miss, but I don't know much about Mr. Lei Bin. This is the first time I've discovered that he's quite capable."

Xie Qingyang twitched the corner of his mouth. "Of course, after all, the Lei family is a proper aristocratic family, not comparable to those small and insignificant families."

Assistant Zhang: "..."

Whatever makes you happy.

Xie Qingyang scrolled through his phone, his gaze suddenly falling on a few messages. His eyes narrowed. "What's going on?! What happened to Wei Jing?"

Assistant Zhang paused for a moment, "Are you referring to Mr. Wei from Peking University?"

Xie Qingyang snapped, "What nonsense are you spouting? Do you think I know many people with that name?! How come he's in the hospital?!"

Assistant Zhang blinked. "I'm not sure either. A while ago you asked me to focus on the stocks, and I thought I'd leave these unimportant things to Butler Sun; he should have all the records."

Xie Qingyang was so angry that she had a headache. "I told you Wei Jing is very important... Never mind, I'll go to the hospital to see him! You go and prepare some gifts."