The real heiress's disguise has been exposed, making her the most beloved member of Beijing

Chapter 375 Jiang Youli's Biggest Illusion

Old Master Jiang looked down at his second son, who was lying in a sorry state at his feet, frantically begging for mercy to escape punishment, and felt nothing but disgust.

"Idiot!" Old Master Jiang jerked his leg back, the force so great that Jiang Yangxu was knocked to the ground. "Is that the point? The point is what you did to my wife in collusion with Long Yuan, whether or not you hired the assassin, does it matter! You beast, you even dared to sacrifice your own wife to frame your own daughter! You are truly a beast worse than a pig or a dog!"

Qin Yulian closed her eyes.

Hot tears silently slid down from her tightly closed eyes and landed on the cold floor.

For his son?

What a ridiculous and despicable excuse.

He was only after his own insatiable lust for power.

She was nothing more than an insignificant ant under his inflated ambition, someone he could crush at any moment.

Her heart was completely dead.

"Didn't you hear what the old man said? Take this beast back to the Jiang family first, and send him to the police station tomorrow," Jiang Youli instructed the bodyguard her grandfather had brought.

"Yes." The bodyguards stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Yangxu from both sides, and roughly dragged him away.

Jiang Yangxu's pleas and sophistry gradually faded away outside the door.

A heavy, deathly silence fell over the rented room.

Grandpa Jiang seemed to have all his energy drained away in an instant, and his already hunched back bent even deeper.

He stopped looking at anyone and turned his gaze to the deep night outside the window and the lights of countless homes.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, his voice weary and aged like a withered leaf shivering in the autumn wind: "Youli..."

Jiang Youli stepped forward and calmly replied, "Grandpa."

The old man didn't look at her, still gazing out the window: "At my age... I should rest, my heart is tired too."

He finally turned his head, his cloudy old eyes filled with a sense of relief after everything had settled, and also with a deep sense of entrustment, "Tomorrow morning, I will go to Jianshan Village with your uncles and aunts to spend the rest of my life in peace."

He paused, then gently patted Jiang Youli's shoulder with his age-spotted hand. The pat was heavy, as if a tremendous burden had been handed over.

"From now on, the Jiang family is truly in your hands. Grandpa is old and can't handle it anymore. You decide what to do." There was no sadness in his words, only a sense of relief after a heavy burden had been lifted.

After saying that, the old man didn't linger or look at anyone else. Leaning on his cane, he walked slowly and heavily towards the door.

His silhouette appeared unusually thin and desolate under the bright crystal chandelier.

The sound of the ebony cane striking the ground echoed monotonously and clearly, gradually fading into the distance.

Zhang Susu sighed silently, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She glanced at her daughter Jiang Youli and said, "Youli, your father and I will go back with your grandfather first."

"Okay." Jiang Youli's voice was calm and even.

Inside the rented room, Qin Yulian was suppressing her sobs, Jiang Zhao was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily and looking lost, and Jiang Xing was clenching his fists tightly.

Jiang Youli slowly turned around, her gaze falling on the bound assassin in the shadows of the corner.

The assassin also looked at her, his eyes cold and fierce, carrying a professional assessment and a hint of the violent anger of a failed mission.

Jiang Youli's lips twitched upwards very slightly.

"I know you were sent by Long Yuan."

The assassin didn't speak.

“This shouldn’t be the first time you’ve worked with him,” Jiang Youli continued. “If you want a quick death, confess the tasks you did for him.”

To completely destroy the Long family, Jiang Youli needs enough evidence.

The assassin gave a cold laugh but remained silent.

“Back then, there was a woman called Aunt Ya who also worked under Longyuan. She also thought she was tough enough not to betray Longyuan.” As Jiang Youli spoke, she had already pinched a pill in her hand. “I’d like to know how much tougher your mouth is compared to Aunt Ya.”

After saying that, she stuck a silver needle into the assassin's neck, and while the assassin was in pain, she forcibly stuffed a pill into his mouth. "You wanted to commit suicide, didn't you? I'll let you experience what death feels like."

Jiang Youli instructed, "Night Shadow, take this assassin to be interrogated tonight, and send him to the police station with Jiang Yangxu tomorrow."

"Okay." Nightshade hoisted the assassin onto his shoulder and left.

After Ye Ying left, Qi Huan withdrew his gaze from Ye Ying and said, "I think I know this friend of yours."

Jiang Youli didn't correct Qi Huan's use of the term "friend," but instead smiled and asked, "Oh? When?"

Qi Huan thought for a moment and said, "Three years ago, at a private banquet by Lake Zurich."

He paused as if recalling something, "She was a specially invited guest from the East by the organizers, and it's said that she was..."

"The second-in-command of the world's largest alliance organization." Qi Huan finished the sentence with a light laugh, but his gaze remained fixed on every change in her expression.

This was something Jiang Youli hadn't expected.

That banquet did indeed take place.

At the time, Nightshade had to briefly reveal his identity in order to recruit the genius daughter of a Swiss banker.

But after that banquet, all records related to Nightshade were completely erased by the organization.

Therefore, apart from those involved in that banquet, no one knew Nightshade's identity.

"Were you at that banquet?" Jiang Youli asked, then thought it was impossible. If Qi Huan had been there, Ye Ying would have recognized her.

Qi Huan smiled and said, "No, a friend of mine is here."

Jiang Youli was curious this time, "Another friend of yours? Who is it? Which rich young master?"

"He's not some rich kid, just an ordinary person."

"You, the eldest son of the most prestigious family in Beijing's elite circle, have such unknown friends?"

Jiang Youli has now basically figured out all the larger, more prestigious families in Beijing's elite circles.

Families like the Duan, Long, and Zhou families, or even the Qin, Zhang, and Jiang families... none of them are Qi Huan's brothers or friends.

Qi Huan smiled and said, "Perhaps it's because of my mother's influence, but the kind of people I like to make friends with are from the outside world, rather than from wealthy circles."

Jiang Youli suddenly realized something, "What happened in Never Sleeps last night, did any of your brothers get infected too?"

Qi Huan laughed and said, "No, but my friend accidentally saw the lewd scene and called me last night after returning to his room. That's how I found out about what happened in the City That Never Sleeps."

"That's a scene that could cause the Long family's stock to plummet," Qi Huan said. "It's a pity it wasn't broadcast live, otherwise..."

“Because I was at a birthday party at the time, it wasn’t convenient for me to watch the live stream. Secondly, if I were to broadcast this kind of thing live, the live stream would definitely be banned in no time. So it’s better to let the marketing accounts spread the word slowly.” Jiang Youli suddenly smiled brightly, her fingertips tracing Qi Huan’s delicate face. “Don’t you think so, little Huanhuan?”

"That makes sense," Qi Huan said with a smile.

Jiang Youli withdrew her finger. "Anyway, there's plenty of material. We'll have the marketing accounts release it first thing tomorrow morning. This time, the Long family will be severely injured, if not completely destroyed."

"Hmm." Qi Huan suddenly said, "Little Li'er, if I'm not mistaken, you are the leader of the world's largest alliance organization."