After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

Lin Xingran: [Sister, Jiang Ruoruo just posted on her WeChat Moments.]

Jiang Yu opened the screenshot.

Jiang Ruoruo posted a photo of jewelry with the caption:

My mother said that a girl's life truly begins only when she returns to her rightful place.

There are already comments below.

Ruoruo is finally home!

See you Saturday, looking forward to the real princess.

Some people should leave the stage.

Jiang Yu stared at the last line for two seconds, then smiled.

Lin Xingran posted again: 【Do you want me to curse for you? I'll unleash a 360-degree, no-holds-barred attack.】

Jiang Yu: [Goodbye.]

Lin Xingran: [Have you changed your personality?]

Jiang Yu: [Saturday's live rebuttal will be more entertaining than the online feuds on social media.]

Lin Xingran: [That makes sense. I'll sharpen my knife.]

Jiang Yu put down her phone.

The little ball of light floated out again.

[An abnormally stable emotional state of the host was detected.]

Jiang Yu sat by the window, touching the red string on her wrist.

"It's not stable."

She looked down at the neatly trimmed hedges in the garden below.

"I'm just too lazy to deplete my health bar beforehand."

[System warning: Extremely high risk of social conflict on Saturday.]

"I know."

[The target for extended life indicates they will be on standby on the perimeter. It is recommended that the host replenish contact points before the banquet.]

"Jiang Yu'an is watching so closely, how can I make amends? By shaking hands from afar?"

[A low-risk route can be developed. For example, on the day of the banquet, feign illness and leave through a side door to make brief contact with the target.]

Jiang Yu narrowed her eyes: "Your broken system is becoming more and more like a cunning strategist."

Thank you for your recognition.

"I wasn't praising you."

She had barely finished speaking when there was a knock on the door.

Wang Ma's voice came in: "Miss, the young master wants you to go to the study."

Jiang Yu paused in her action of adjusting her cuffs.

She tucked the red string under her watch, opened the door, and went out.

The study door was open.

Jiang Yu'an sat behind the desk, a newly received document on the computer screen.

As soon as Jiang Yu walked in, her eyes were drawn to the enlarged, bold black text on the page.

[Supplement to the investigation into Huo Lixing's whereabouts.]

She stopped at the doorway.

Jiang Yu'an looked up, his gaze from behind his glasses landing on her face.

"come over."

Jiang Yu didn't move.

Jiang Yu'an slowly turned the computer screen toward her.

Next to the candid photo of Huo Li's profile, there was an extremely eye-catching red label.

The identity information shows signs of being overwritten; the original file is top secret.

Jiang Yu stared at the two glaring red characters, her fingertips digging into her palm little by little.

Jiang Yu'an closed her laptop.

"Jiang Yu".

"The mechanic you know is more troublesome than I thought."

The idea of ​​putting this person together with the word "top secret" is as absurd as Wang Ma suddenly going to participate in the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show.

Jiang Yu'an looked at her.

"come over."

Jiang Yu hesitated for two seconds before walking to the desk.

She didn't sit down.

Sitting down felt like being interrogated.

Standing still makes you appear to have backbone.

Although integrity usually has a very short shelf life in front of Jiang Yu'an.

Jiang Yu'an pushed the folder aside.

How did you two meet?

Jiang Yu had already drafted her speech eight times in the few steps she took upstairs.

"The car broke down." Jiang Yu looked up. "Last time I was out, my car broke down, and I had to go to his place to get it fixed."

Which car?

"That Aston Martin in the garage."

Jiang Yu'an turned to a page of documents and tapped the paper twice with his fingertips.

"That car was sent to the 4S shop for a re-inspection yesterday. I've read the report."

He looked up, and the gaze behind his glasses was extremely imposing.

"There was an eight-centimeter-long construction nail stuck in the left front tire. The mechanic said that given the vehicle's chassis height and the road conditions you usually drive on, it's impossible for a nail to penetrate the tire tread at a 90-degree angle under natural pressure."

Jiang Yu'an's voice turned serious: "Jiang Yu, wasn't that hammered in?"

Jiang Yu: "..."

Bro, how about you switch careers and join the criminal investigation team?

Jiang Yu'an didn't stop.

"You got a flat tire. The nearest roadside assistance point was less than three kilometers away, but you didn't use it. Instead, you called a tow truck that traveled across half of the southern part of the city to a run-down repair shop without even a sign to fix the tire. After it was fixed, you rushed it to the 4S shop the next day. What were you thinking?"

Jiang Yu got flustered by the question and quickly changed her story: "I...I just wanted to try something new. I just wanted to experience the affordable service of a local auto repair shop! And their skills were really good; they fixed it for me in no time."

"To experience affordable service, do you need to smash the tires of a luxury car with a hammer yourself?"

Jiang Yu'an leaned back in his chair. "If you want to experience this kind of life, I can cancel your card tomorrow."

Jiang Yu shut up.

She finally understood.

Jiang Yu'an wasn't there to ask questions; he was there to demolish the house.

She simply sat down on the chair, put her hands on her knees, and adopted a "dead pig doesn't care about boiling water" attitude.

"Brother, what do you want to hear? I only know him. He works at a car repair shop, has a bad temper, and is poor. That's all I know."

Jiang Yu'an did not respond.

Jiang Yu added, "If you were to ask him about his ancestors for eighteen generations, I wouldn't be able to answer either. I didn't go to his house to check his household registration."

"You still want to go to his house?"

That's not what I meant!

Jiang Yu almost bit her tongue.

Jiang Yu'an tapped her finger twice on the table, her tone turning completely cold:

"Jiang Yu, no matter how messy your friendships were before, they never went so far as to smash your own car just to meet a man of unknown background."

"He's not a bad person."

He said that very quickly.

Jiang Yu herself was stunned by how fast it was happening.

Jiang Yu looked at her steadily.

The red string on Jiang Yu's wrist wasn't completely hidden; half of it peeked out from under her watch.

"What makes you this judgment?"

Jiang Yu couldn't answer.

On what grounds?

Despite him throwing the money back at her, despite him calling her crazy yet still catching her steadily in his hand.

If she said these things, Jiang Yu'an would only ask: Why would a car mechanic care about you so much? Then she would have to make up a story. In the end, she would end up making herself into a mess.

Jiang Yu looked down and fiddled with the edge of her watch, then muttered under her breath, "Anyway, it's just a tire repair, I didn't lose anything."

Jiang Yu'an scoffed lightly, the darkness in his eyes almost uncontrollable.

"Those marks on your neck, you call that not suffering a loss?"

Jiang Yu was thrown halfway off the chair.

"How did you see that?!"

I regretted asking her the question as soon as I asked her; wasn't that the same as turning myself in?

The study was so quiet you could hear the air conditioner running.

In my mind, a tiny ball of light peeked out from a corner.

[Host, this system suggests you stop making excuses. The act of smashing the tire with a hammer is too outrageous; your credibility has now dropped to negative numbers.]

Jiang Yu replied in her mind: "Mute your microphone."

[Mic has been muted.]

Half a second passed.

But it's really bad.

Jiang Yu: "..."

She sat back down, forcing herself to save face: "Actually... it's just that the mosquitoes at the repair shop were really vicious that day."

Jiang Yu'an's gaze grew even colder: "What kind of mosquito has such sharp teeth?"

"Mutant poisonous mosquitoes." Jiang Yu turned her face away, her ears burning hot. "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. Anyway, I didn't do anything wrong!"