When a "Sea King" is Bound to a System [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 70

Jiang Yan returned home in a daze, collapsing onto the sofa, closing her eyes to ponder what had just happened.

She didn’t believe Yin Ziyan merely wanted to change her pajamas; she most likely wanted to…

The more she thought, the more annoyed she became, and her head began to hurt intensely. Jiang Yan simply sat up. After gaining a bit of clarity, she walked into the bathroom.

Raising her eyes to the mirror, the person staring back was extraordinarily pure, yet her eyes were hazy, possessing an alluring charm that was both innocent and seductive.

“Sigh! It’s all my fault for being too beautiful; who wouldn’t like a beautiful woman like me?”

After praising herself, Jiang Yan turned on the shower, preparing for a quick rinse. As she took off her dress, she noticed a large stain on it, seemingly caused by spilled red wine.

Could Yin Ziyan really have just wanted to get her a clean change of clothes?

Thinking this, Jiang Yan felt that she had been unduly suspicious, and her anger subsided significantly, replaced by a touch of guilt. She had just suspected the other party of having ulterior motives, and discovering the truth felt like a slap in the face.

Stepping out after her shower, Jiang Yan’s phone showed dozens of missed calls, all from Gu Tang. Seeing that she wouldn’t answer, Gu Tang also sent text messages and WeChat messages, not even sparing QQ. The total number might have reached several hundred.

Jiang Yan casually tapped one open and looked. The messages were nothing more than asking where she was and if she had gotten home safely. Since she didn’t want to reply, she ignored them.

Lying in bed, Jiang Yan began to contemplate the mission for this world.

That cursed Oscar ran off to vacation by himself, leaving her here alone. He didn’t even make the mission clear. If the mission is never triggered, does she have to languish here for a lifetime?

Another sharp pain struck. Jiang Yan frowned, closed her eyes, and cleared her mind. She’ll worry about those things later; for now, surviving is the most important thing.

The red wine was too potent. She shouldn’t have drunk so much.

Before falling asleep, fragments flashed through Jiang Yan’s mind, like a dream.

When did she sing “I’m the Queen”? That must be a hallucination, right? It definitely is!

Gu Tang received no response from Jiang Yan. Her heart was in turmoil, and she couldn’t calm down, forcing her to call Ji Qiong out late at night to drink with her.

Ji Qiong, who was accompanying her silent drinking friend, complained, “You don’t drink when I tell you to, but you insist on dragging me out to lose my mind when I’m supposed to be getting my beauty sleep. Are you doing this on purpose? Losing your head over a woman—is this the style of CEO Gu? If you really want one, I could call you a dozen women more beautiful than Jiang Yan in minutes.”

Gu Tang turned to her and said coldly, “What do you know? There is no woman more beautiful than her in this world.” In her heart, Yanyan was the most beautiful person in the world.

Ji Qiong pouted, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I know, I know.”

“Do you not think my wife is beautiful?” Gu Tang drew out the end of her sentence, carrying an unmistakable sense of threat.

Ji Qiong immediately caved, quickly replying, “Beautiful, beautiful! Your wife is the most beautiful in the world! There is no woman more beautiful than her.”

Only then was Gu Tang satisfied. The thought of her wife being held by another woman immediately choked her up again, and she fiercely took a large gulp of wine.

So, that little brat, Yin Ziyan, dares to lay her paws on Yanyan? How can she not pay a price for that?

“Old Ji, are you interested in getting involved with that suburban project?”

Ji Qiong looked at Gu Tang in surprise, as if she didn’t recognize the person in front of her.

Gu Tang was always strictly professional, never mixing personal feelings into business dealings. That’s how, in recent years, she had managed to pull the nearly bankrupt Gu Corporation back with decisive action, transforming it into a major enterprise comparable to the Jiang Corporation.

There’s an ancient saying about great rage for a beauty, but Gu Tang is breaking her principles for her wife?

This is a lesson learned. This is a lesson learned.

“The Yin family’s foundation isn’t enough for you to play with. If you want to play, do it yourself. Don’t drag me into it. My old man has some ties with the Yin family. If he finds out, breaking my legs would be the mild punishment.”

Gu Tang glanced at her, softly spitting out one word: “Coward.”

Ji Qiong raised her middle finger and smiled. “Do you think I’m like you, holding the purse strings and free from restraint in whatever I want to do? My dad is already very unhappy about me not marrying. I dare not challenge his bottom line again.”

What she wanted was simple: to live the life she wanted with the money her old man earned, passing through the flower bushes without a single leaf sticking to her clothes. Romance and love would only hinder her from navigating the world, so she’d avoid them if possible. Even a rational person like Gu Tang could be reduced to this state, let alone her?

Gu Tang made up her mind and took action the very next day. She not only got involved with the Yin family’s project but also used the opportunity to have a long discussion with Yin Changfeng. She was quite satisfied with the outcome of the conversation, and the gloom on her face finally lessened a bit.

Yin Ziyan was woken up in her sleep by an earsplitting phone ring. She instinctively hung up the call. Yin Changfeng looking for her was definitely not for anything good, so she wouldn’t answer the phone. He could call whomever he liked; it had nothing to do with her.

Usually, Yin Changfeng would have the sense to stop calling after she hung up, but this time, the calls kept coming, one after another, endlessly. Yin Ziyan abruptly sat up, ran a hand through her messy hair, and tapped the green circle on her screen.

“Why didn’t you answer Dad’s call?” Yin Changfeng’s tone was not good, laced with accusation.

Yin Ziyan didn’t have the time to explain so much. She said impatiently, “What do you want with me?”

“You child, how are you talking to your father? Can’t I call you if nothing is wrong?”

“Say it or I’ll hang up.”

Yin Changfeng was so angry he huffed and puffed. He sternly said, “Can you stop being so stubborn? Your mother has been dead for so many years. How long are you going to hold a grudge against me?”

Yin Ziyan gave a cold laugh, her eyes full of mockery, and her voice changed. “Precisely because my mother is dead, I have no relationship with you. Mr. Yin, stick to your wife and daughter and have a good life. Be your model husband and top ten good father.”

Yin Ziyan hung up the phone, her eyes gradually darkening. She held the phone, unsure what to do.

Once upon a time, she also longed to mend her relationship with Yin Changfeng. She tried hard to fit into that family, but no matter how hard she tried, she was merely an outsider. When the other family of three was enjoying themselves, they never remembered they had a daughter like her.

It’s so tiring. When will she ever not be this tired?

Not long after, Yin Changfeng called again. Yin Ziyan didn’t answer and just turned off her phone.

From the moment she decided to rely on herself, she had already mentally accepted that she was an orphan with deceased parents.

What is a father? She had no idea and didn’t want to know.

Jiang Yan woke up from her sleep. Although her headache was gone, she was still woozy, and her stomach felt uneasy. Just as she was considering whether to get up, the doorbell rang.

She thought it was Lin Miaomiao and opened the door directly, only to find Yin Ziyan outside. She was carrying a paper bag. Seeing Jiang Yan open the door, she smiled. “Older sister probably hasn’t had breakfast, right? I bought congee and buns. Shall we eat together?”

Jiang Yan looked at her smiling face, recalling last night’s events, and felt inexplicably awkward. She uncomfortably said, “I don’t like buns. You eat them yourself.”

“Then how about fried dough sticks? Or Jianbing Guozi (Chinese crepe)? Or what would you like to eat? I’ll go down and buy it for you.”

Yin Ziyan was clearly trying to please her, which made Jiang Yan uncomfortable. Many people courted her before she was married, but none were as blatant as her, openly exuding an aura of “I want to flirt with you.”

“No, thank you. I don’t have the habit of eating breakfast.” Jiang Yan lied without batting an eye to reject her.

Yin Ziyan looked disappointed for a moment, but quickly rallied, leaning in the doorway to ask, “Then what do you want for lunch?”

Just as Jiang Yan was about to reply, the elevator opened, and Gu Tang appeared in her line of sight, also carrying a bag, which looked much more upscale than Yin Ziyan’s.

Jiang Yan’s expression changed instantly. She smiled, took the bag from Yin Ziyan’s hand, and said to her, “These are all things I like to eat! Thank you. Do you want to come in and eat together?”

Yin Ziyan naturally saw Gu Tang. She felt a little uncomfortable about being used as a tool, but eating with the beautiful older sister seemed acceptable enough.

“Sure,” she said with a smile and stepped into Jiang Yan’s home.

Gu Tang clenched the paper bag, took two steps forward, and grabbed the door just as it was about to close. She gritted her teeth and asked, “Were you two together all night?”

That damned Lin Miaomiao! She said she’d keep an eye on Jiang Yan for me. Why isn’t she here?!

Jiang Yan glanced at her, her eyes calm and undisturbed. “What if we were together? Do I not even have the right to make friends?”

Gu Tang’s heart sank. Yet, she couldn’t bear to be harsh with Jiang Yan, so she turned her aggression toward Yin Ziyan.

“You come out. Let’s talk.”

Yin Ziyan gave her a provocative look, then grabbed Jiang Yan’s arm, feigning fear. “This older sister is so fierce! I don’t dare be alone with her.”

Jiang Yan pushed Yin Ziyan inside and faced Gu Tang herself, speaking earnestly, “Gu Tang, can you please grow up? You’re almost thirty, yet you’re still bickering with a girl in her twenties.”

Gu Tang was speechless with anger for a long moment. Yin Ziyan was only five years younger than her. How did that become a difference of over ten years in Jiang Yan’s mouth? Also, why shouldn’t she bicker? This person was trying to steal her wife. What face was there to save?!

Yin Ziyan secretly smiled. Jiang Yan, whose back was to her, couldn’t see it, but Gu Tang saw it clearly. Her temper flared, and she wanted to lash out.

“Yanyan, she has bad intentions toward you. Don’t be fooled by her.”

Jiang Yan naturally knew that, but that wasn’t the point. Divorcing her was.

“That’s none of CEO Gu’s business. After the divorce, I will be a free woman. Who likes me, or who I like, has nothing to do with CEO Gu. Now, I’m going to have breakfast with the pretty little sister. CEO Gu, please go home.”

After speaking, Jiang Yan quickly pushed Gu Tang’s hand off the door and rapidly closed it.

The door separated Gu Tang from all her hope. She tightly clutched the rope of the paper bag, her knuckles white, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

Inside the room, Jiang Yan was no longer so enthusiastic toward Yin Ziyan. She sat listlessly on the sofa, watching Yin Ziyan diligently bustling around the dining table, neatly arranging the food one by one.

“Older sister, you can come eat now.” Yin Ziyan turned her head to call out, a perfectly measured smile on her face.

Jiang Yan felt that she was being a bit excessive, using a girl younger than herself just to achieve her own goal.

“Yin Ziyan, you should be able to tell that I only let you in to anger my ex-wife. Do you mind?”

“Why should I mind? I knew older sister’s intentions from the start. This is all my willing choice.”

Jiang Yan inwardly sighed, thinking she was naive, and prepared to eat this breakfast with her to give them both some dignity.

Just as she stood up, the system’s voice rang in her mind:

[Target’s Blackening Value is sharply rising. Please host, eliminate it promptly to prevent instability in the current dimension.]

Then, the red progress bar representing Gu Tang’s Blackening Value in Jiang Yan’s mind immediately shot up to one hundred.

Jiang Yan instantly felt like she was having a stroke and slumped back onto the sofa.

So, she still had to be the one to clear the Blackening Value? Why didn’t he say so in the beginning? Even if she had to endure humiliation, she wouldn’t have kept dancing on Gu Tang’s landmines!

After calming down for about ten seconds, Jiang Yan immediately flew over and opened the door. There was only a paper bag outside, and Gu Tang’s figure was gone.

It’s over! Heaven wants me dead!