Chapter 68: I Met a Bad Person, Boohoohoo

Yes, as long as that man is around, Bai Xue will always have the chance to make a comeback. The entertainment industry and the internet are both places where people’s memories fade quickly. If Bai Xue were given another show that shot her to fame, it could happen in the blink of an eye.

“So it seems the real person I have to deal with… is still that man.” As for the hidden script, she couldn’t fully control Lu Xuanxuan’s future just yet. After all, Xuanxuan was still so young. All she could do was change the emotional threads between Lu Xuanxuan and Ji Chuan. On the current parenting reality show, she had already severed the childhood sweetheart storyline between the two, so the rest would have to be taken one step at a time.

After countless rebirths, she was more than adept at this; strategies formed quickly in her mind.

Of course, there were still unknown variables beyond the original script—people like Lu Ye, and his background. And the history of her own body. She had never expected that Old Jiang, now deceased, would leave her such a vast inheritance. And Old Jiang’s identity was anything but ordinary.

The second son of the chairman of Wanhua Group.

Which meant she was the granddaughter of the chairman of Wanhua Group? And she held shares in Wanhua Group as well. It was likely that people from the company would come looking for her. That could become a troublesome matter.

“Wang Ergou, do you think it’s possible for me to become an unremarkable rich lady at such a young age?” she muttered under her breath. “Did you secretly give me some kind of buff in this world? Starting out by inheriting five billion?”

For once, the system actually replied at this moment.

“Or have you ever considered that this money was always yours to begin with?”

Jiang Sui retorted, “What nonsense are you spouting? Did I save this up in a past life? But every time I reincarnate, isn’t it just a total reset?”

System Wang Ergou fell silent, saying nothing.

But Jiang Sui was sharp enough to sense something.

“Are you hiding something from me?”

The system remained silent.

Just as Jiang Sui was about to press further, Wang Ergou suddenly spoke: “You’d better deal with your current problem first.”

Jiang Sui looked up at the car that had suddenly blocked her way.

She frowned, removed her sunglasses, and squinted at the people in front of her.

A few tall men in black suits stepped out of the car—clearly hired muscle.

They approached her with a menacing air.

Only then did Jiang Sui realize that she’d wandered into a deserted, rather remote spot.

“Miss Jiang, please come with us,” one of the men said coldly.

Jiang Sui sneered, “And what exactly are you supposed to be? You think you’re worthy of ordering me around?”

“Miss Jiang, don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink the forfeit.” The suited man’s tone carried a veiled threat.

Jiang Sui arched a brow. “I’ve never once been forced to drink the forfeit. Want to try your luck?”

Her words clearly infuriated the men.

“Boss said if she won’t cooperate, we’re to use force,” one of them said, his tone icy.

With that, they advanced on Jiang Sui.

One man even reached to grab her, aiming to subdue her.

A blood-curdling scream split the air.

Before he could lay a hand on her, Jiang Sui had already twisted his arm, snapping it with brutal efficiency.

She slipped expertly between them—like a blade slicing through a crowd of towering men.

Her strikes were swift, precise, and merciless—no wasted motion.

Her slender arms unleashed a power that left the burly men, all over six feet tall, struggling to fight back.

Within minutes, they were sprawled on the ground, faces contorted in agony.

Jiang Sui snorted, not bothering to question them. She simply picked up her phone and called the police.

A beat later, her expression changed in an instant, and she began to sob pitifully, her voice trembling, “Hello? Officer? I-I-I… I just ran into some bad people… Sob… sob…”