The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 346: 333 Jiang Moyuan is done for, kinship identification [1 update]

The Weibo post was made by an official major account, always dedicated to protecting women’s interests and advocating for women’s rights.

Especially with the frequent recent incidences of harm against women, the officials highly prioritized the protection of women’s rights.

Therefore, this move effectively put Jiang Moyuan directly into trouble, attracting official scrutiny.

Amidst the scandal with Su Ruan, as long as the Jiang Family could publicize Jiang Moyuan’s engagement to Su Ruan, they could quickly mitigate the losses.

Although Jiang Moyuan’s reputation would be damaged, no major issues would arise, and he could continue to serve as the Executive Director of Jiang Corporation.

But with this official statement, Jiang Moyuan was crucified in disgrace, thoroughly hammered down.

No matter how powerful the Jiang Family was, they could never confront the law enforcement officials directly.

Ye Suhe, looking at the comments beneath this Weibo post, felt dizzy for the first time.

[Not long ago there was Feng Hua, and now Jiang Moyuan? I suggest a thorough investigation of these so-called wealthy families, nauseating people with their disgraceful deeds all the time.]

[Just look at the Nie Family, the Mu Family, why are they unaffected? Hence, some people’s lifelong achievements are just so limited, the Jiang Family will never become a top-tier wealthy family. Their characters are despicable, complete trash.]

[As long as Jiang Corporation doesn’t change its Executive Director, I won’t buy products from Jiang Corporation for even a day. We ordinary people don’t have much power, but we can boycott and see how long Jiang Corporation can last [smile]]

Ye Suhe’s hands trembled more violently.

Although the Jiang Family owned an entertainment company, their main source of income was from selling various products.

Jiang Corporation didn’t own any luxury brands, mostly mass consumer goods.

If the wide masses boycotted them, a day or two wouldn’t matter, but over a long time, it would definitely be a huge blow to their vitality.

However, these comments aren’t the most important part; the key lies in another accompanying image.

The image listed all sorts of medicinal ingredients found in the sachet, as well as their effects.

But many of these ingredients were unheard of by the netizens.

Therefore, a traditional Chinese medicine pharmacist, certified by an authoritative institution, quickly reposted this Weibo.

[It is also hard for us to imagine that such medicinal ingredients exist in the world, but after verification by the testing center, these ingredients mixed together are confirmed to affect the human central nervous system.

The testing center has confiscated the sachet and is determining where it originated from. If the dosage had been larger, the consequences would be unimaginable.]

What those consequences are, the netizens could well guess.

This incident provoked even greater outrage.

Ye Suhe suddenly clenched her phone tightly, her face deathly pale.

Actually, she hadn’t told Jiang Moyuan the truth.

She had made the sachet herself, using leftover medicinal ingredients that had lost much of their potency.

But without knowledge of Ancient Medicine, one would not know the names of these ingredients.

Ancient Medicine is a system unto itself and would never leak information.

What was going on?

“Old Madam, did you see this?” A veteran shareholder stood up and looked at her coldly, “You are what you are, and that’s the type of son you raised.”

He threw the document in his hand forcefully: “Drugging a high school girl? You have the nerve to do such a thing!”

Old Master Jiang was known for his integrity and decisive sharpness.

But after he became older and muddled, he unexpectedly married Ye Suhe.

“Security, throw them out!” The veteran shareholder rang the bell again, “Since he refuses to hand over the seal, there’s no need to be polite. Go directly to the Executive Director’s office and retrieve it.”

Several security guards stepped forward and forcibly restrained Jiang Moyuan and Ye Suhe.

Although Jiang Moyuan was a young and robust man, he was no match for multiple opponents.

Hence, all employees of Jiang Corporation watched as Jiang Moyuan and Ye Suhe were driven out of the company building.

“Moyuan.” Ye Suhe’s lips trembled, her teeth chattering, “How did the sachet I gave you end up in someone else’s hands?”

Who would care about a small sachet?

And to have it specifically tested for its medicinal components?

“I…” Jiang Moyuan looked bewildered for a moment, trying to remember, but then realized he had an intense headache, “Mom, I can’t remember.”

All he remembered was collapsing in an alley. When he regained consciousness, he was in bed; his senses were sharp, but his head was still muddled.

He completely woke up this morning.

Many women had schemed against him, but none had succeeded.

“It’s too late for anything now,” Ye Suhe suddenly calmed down, “Just wait, they will drive you out, and then they will have to ask you back.”

Jiang Huaping?

If Jiang Huaping were to become the Executive Director of Jiang Corporation, then she would be the one to ruin the Jiang Family.

Jiang Moyuan frowned, “Mom?”

He found her more and more incomprehensible.

“Let’s go back to the old house first.” Ye Suhe called the driver over, “Let’s go.”

**

The next morning, Jiang Huaping arrived in Shanghai City from the capital.

But she truly wasn’t here because of Jiang Corporation, but because she learned that Ying Zijin had almost become a victim.

Jiang Huaping and Jiang Moyuan were half-siblings with the same father but different mothers, and they rarely saw each other, almost like strangers.

She made a phone call, inviting Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen over for a meal, as she would be cooking herself.

coincidentally, today Jiang Ran was returning to his apartment at noon. As he opened the door, he once again encountered a ghastly pale face.

“Mom?” Jiang Ran was genuinely so scared he almost died. He clutched his chest, “Can you not walk around wearing a face mask in the future?”

“No way.” Jiang Huaping glanced at him, “Your dad wouldn’t dare to talk to me like that, are you teaching your mom how to do things?”

Jiang Ran: “…”

His mom had this sort of temperament, entirely because his dad indulged her.

“Oh, right.” Jiang Huaping seemed to remember something, “Your dad asked if you’ve been keeping up with your training and your classes recently. Give him a call back.”

With that, she handed over her mobile phone.

Jiang Ran’s own phone could never get through to his dad.

The Ancient Martial World was similar to Norton University; they could both block out external signals.

He dialed the number and it was picked up immediately on the other end.

The man’s voice was gentle: “Little Hua?”

Jiang Ran shuddered, putting on a brave face, “It’s me, Dad. Didn’t you ask about my training and classes? I haven’t fallen behind on either. Plus, I’ve been recently—”

Before he could finish speaking, the call was mercilessly ended by the person on the other end.

Jiang Ran: “…”

He might really just be an accident in his parents’ lives.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Huaping kicked Jiang Ran’s foot: “Go open the door.”

Jiang Ran reluctantly went over, but after opening the door, he couldn’t dare to be reluctant, “Daddy Ying, you’ve come?”

Ying Zijin gave him a slight nod as he entered, “Auntie.”

“You arrived at just the right time.” Jiang Huaping peeled off her face mask, “I just finished cooking, go serve the dishes.”

The last three words were directed at Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran went to the kitchen, grudgingly, again.

“Jiang—” Fu Yunshen paused, getting stuck on what to call her.

“Alright, just call me Aunt Jiang.” Jiang Huaping smiled, “If you call me sister, Liuying will beat me up.”

Fu Yunshen’s peach-like eyes curved, “That won’t happen, maybe she’ll also let me call her sister.”

Jiang Huaping and Fu Liuying were good friends; their personalities were also quite similar.

“No worries, it’s nothing.” Jiang Huaping touched the girl’s face, “Haven’t seen Xiao Zijin for a few days, you’ve become even prettier.”

Ying Zijin glanced at Fu Yunshen.

“Of course.” He casually placed his hand on her head, smiling with a hooked lip, “Been raising her for a long time.”

The three sat down at the dining table.

“Mom.” From the kitchen, Jiang Ran poked out his head, “Mom, you made too little rice; I’ve only served three bowls.”

“It’s not that I made too little.” Jiang Huaping didn’t even look up, “Your mom never considered you’d be back, the three bowls don’t include your share.”

Jiang Ran was instantly heartbroken.

He hung his head, unable to wag his tail anymore.

“I don’t eat rice.” Ying Zijin felt sorry for him for the first time, “You eat it.”

Jiang Ran was moved.

That was his real dad.

Fu Yunshen leisurely lifted his eyelashes and poured half the rice from his bowl into Ying Zijin’s, “You need to grow, you can’t skip the staple food.”

Ying Zijin didn’t refuse, then she gave him a roasted chicken wing, “Giving back what I received.”

Fu Yunshen looked down, chuckling softly.

He wasn’t really in need of this kind of reciprocity.

Jiang Ran was desperately gobbling up his food, ignoring everything else; after all, he was the one truly growing.

“Aunt Jiang.” Fu Yunshen hadn’t started eating, leaning back in his chair, “Have you ever considered the possibility that Jiang Moyuan might not actually be Old Master Jiang’s son?”

With one sentence, the dining room fell into dead silence.

Jiang Ran even forgot to keep eating, slightly stunned.

“Could it be?” Jiang Huaping paused for a moment, then murmured, “But it’s not impossible.”

In a wealthy family, many men would keep mistresses.

Old Master Jiang did so as well, and she was genuinely disappointed, but after all, he was her father.

It wasn’t until Old Madam Jiang passed away that she never returned to the Jiang family home again.

A father-daughter fallout.

Jiang Huaping was in the Ancient Martial World, and the Jiang family was in the Secular World, and the two did not interfere with each other at all.

As Jiang Corporation thrived and prospered, Jiang Huaping felt at ease.

After all, it was the legacy carved out by the ancestors of the Jiang family.

But if Jiang Moyuan was not the biological son of Old Master Jiang?

Wouldn’t that mean the Jiang Corporation had been handed over to an outsider?

Jiang Huaping thought back on Old Master Jiang’s attitude towards Jiang Moyuan, neither close nor distant.

At first, she thought it was just because Jiang Moyuan was Ye Suhe’s son.

Fu Yunshen slowly suggested, “I think a paternity test could be done.”

 

Source: Webn0vel.com, updated on Novg0.co