A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Without Mu Chengxi, she wanted to see what capital she had to be so arrogant.

Jiang Linyan hadn’t managed to get the contact details she wanted from Wei Shisheng, so she resorted to extraordinary measures and found the contact information of a veteran media person. She sent over an image of her own swollen face and waited for a response.

As Jiang Linyan lay in the hospital bed, thinking about the potential ruin and disgrace Wen Xin might face, she didn’t feel as happy as she’d imagined. Instead, she found the anger in her heart uncontrollably surging up, unable to calm down for a long time.

The next morning, Madam Jiang rushed into the ward with Jiang Linfei.

Seeing the swollen cheek on Jiang Linyan’s face, Jiang Linfei ran over, heart-ached, and reached out to touch her cheek but held back for fear of hurting her.

“Sister, what on earth happened to you? Mother came home yesterday and said you were not in good condition. I was so worried!”

Jiang Linfei sat beside Jiang Linyan’s bed, crying and making a fuss, annoying Jiang Linyan. She sat up in bed, covering her swollen cheek, scolding Jiang Linfei without concern for maintaining the image of a sheltered young lady.

“It’s all because of you. If not for you, such a big issue wouldn’t have occurred. Was it really necessary to trouble Father over such a matter? Now, are you satisfied?”

Jiang Linyan suddenly lashed out, leaving Jiang Linfei somewhat at a loss. Jiang Linyan had always doted on Jiang Linfei and had never spoken harshly to her before. This was the first time Jiang Linfei had seen such an attitude.

“Sister, I…” Jiang Linfei looked at Jiang Linyan with pitiful eyes, feeling very wronged.

“Enough, stop putting on that pitiful act. It’s all your doing. How dare you cry about it? If it weren’t for you stirring up trouble with Tan Xingyue at school and getting caught up in your mess, I wouldn’t be bothered to scold you.”

Jiang Linyan’s cheek hurt even more because of talking, her already irritated mood growing even more agitated. She eventually turned over and lay down on the bed, covering herself with the blanket in frustration.

Madam Jiang, standing by, watched Jiang Linyan wrap herself up angrily in the blanket and walked over helplessly to Jiang Linyan’s bedside, soothing her in a gentle voice.

“Why are you losing your temper as soon as you wake up? Even if you’re not feeling well, you shouldn’t take it out on your sister! Tell me what’s bothering you. What happened exactly? And how did you get that injury on your face?”

Madam Jiang’s soothing tone calmed Jiang Linyan’s irritated emotions. Since childhood, Jiang Linyan had been the apple of their family’s eye—she was undoubtedly pampered, but she had never behaved like this before. It seemed she really felt wronged.

“What else could have happened? It’s all Jiang Linfei’s fault!” Jiang Linyan sat up from the bed in indignation, her gaze cold as she looked at Jiang Linfei, as if looking at someone who had committed a grave sin.

“It was all because she caused trouble at school and then called Father. In a fit of anger, he arrested that girl called Tan Xingyue, who is, by the way, Wen Xin’s friend.”

“And that Wen Xin, just a despicable wretch, somehow bewitched Mu Chengxi. Mu Chengxi even indulged Wen Xin in making a move against the Jiang family. It’s because of this that such a huge incident befell the Jiang family!”

“What did you say? This matter is related to Wen Xin?”

At this moment, Old Master Jiang, who had just entered by pushing the door, happened to hear Jiang Linyan’s words. He was extremely shocked by this news. He had considered many possibilities, but he had never thought that Wen Xin was behind this.

Old Master Jiang, leaning on his cane, shoved away the butler supporting him and quickly walked to Jiang Linyan’s bedside. His shrewd gaze had not the slightest glimmer of affection, only an expression of anger.

“Repeat what you just said, what? You’re saying the Jiang family’s troubles are related to Wen Xin? Are you telling me that Wen Xin is the one who caused this situation at the Jiang family?”

Old Master Jiang looked at Jiang Linyan with intense eyes, hoping to hear her say something in rebuttal. He truly did not want this incident to have anything to do with Wen Xin.

“Exactly, it was her! She orchestrated everything.”

Jiang Linyan, seeing the expression on Old Master Jiang’s face, suddenly felt as if someone was finally going to deal with Wen Xin. She sensed her grandfather’s fury and couldn’t help but feel a secret thrill, thinking he was about to take action.

Just as Jiang Linyan’s joy had not lasted long, Old Master Jiang spoke again, “Is this matter also related to Jiang Linfei?”

“Yes, it involves Linfei. At school, Tan Xingyue, who is Wen Xin’s friend, hit Linfei’s face with a belt. That’s when Linfei had a conflict with her. After my dad found out about this, he laid his hands on Tan Xingyue, but…”

Before Jiang Linyan could finish her sentence, Old Master Jiang raised his hand and fiercely slapped Jiang Linfei. Jiang Linfei was sent flying by Old Master Jiang’s blow, crashing into the wall.

Jiang Linfei, clutching her numb forehead, looked at Old Master Jiang in disbelief, “Grandpa, why did you hit me? I’m the one who was bullied!”

Madam Jiang, seeing her daughter being hit, rushed to Jiang Linfei’s side, helped her up, and checked her forehead. Fortunately, it was only swollen and had not broken open; otherwise, her face would have been ruined!

“Grandpa, what are you doing! The one who did wrong isn’t Linfei, nor is it my dad. It’s Wen Xin who’s gone too far. Relying on Mu Chengxi’s indulgence, she did such things. And to think you once considered taking her in as an adoptive daughter. As for Wen Huai, now that the Jiang family is in trouble, he’s nowhere to be found!”

“You shut up. If I had known back then that the person your dad was after was Wen Xin’s friend, even if it cost me my life, I wouldn’t have let him act.”

“Wen Huai called me at that time, asking me to stop your dad. But he just wouldn’t listen. Wen Xin gave us a chance, but… but we squandered it!”

At that moment, Old Master Jiang felt a pang of regret. Although he had agreed to help Wen Huai resolve that issue, he hadn’t taken it seriously. If he had known there would be repercussions, he would have opposed Jiang Desheng no matter what, even if it meant falling out with him.

“Grandpa, Wen Huai is just an adopted son of Dean Ma, not a true member of the Ma family. What are you afraid of? And that Wen Xin, she’s nothing but a country bumpkin. Without Mu Chengxi, what can she amount to!”