S City, Jiang Mansion, the residence of the richest family, the Jiang family.
A girl stood under a locust tree at the entrance of the mansion. She was wearing a light white dress. Her long black hair hung loosely like seaweed. Her skin was very white, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were supposed to be gentle and tender.
However, her eyelids were lowered a little, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow, adding an extremely aggressive and ruthless air.
World-hating, decadent, ruthless...
She stood under the tree for a long time, wearing a white dress. If it were night time, she would look like a ghost.
The guard of Jiang Mansion had been paying attention to her for a long time. At this moment, he walked over and asked, "Miss, who are you looking for?"
When he got closer and saw the girl's face clearly, he was so scared that his face turned pale.
"It's you! You... Why are you here?"
The other guard who followed him quickly turned around and ran into Jiang Mansion, calling for the owner of the house.
"This is my home. Why can't I come back?"
Jiang Yi curled the corners of her mouth. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were very big, but they were hollow and deep. When she looked at you, she gave off a strange feeling.
The guard unconsciously took a step back. He had worked in Jiang Mansion for many years, so he naturally recognized this second daughter of the Jiang family. She had been sent to the mental hospital six years ago.
She had extremely severe mania and depression. Not only would she hurt herself, but she would also hurt others. She had even stabbed her father three times.
She should have been sent to prison, but because she was diagnosed with mental illness, she was sent to the mental hospital.
After six years, the guard still remembered the girl's bloody appearance. She looked like a devil that had crawled out of Hell. She held a fruit knife and wished she could swallow her father alive.
"Jiang Yi? You actually ran out of the mental hospital?"
A woman in a professional suit walked over from not far away. She was tall and young, but when she looked at Jiang Yi, there was obvious hatred and disgust in her eyes.
Jiang Yi looked at her expressionlessly and said, "I want to go back to Jiang Mansion."
Jiang Yuxiao seemed to have heard something funny. She crossed her arms and looked Jiang Yi up and down. "You're cured? Then you should go to prison."
"I want to go back to Jiang Mansion," Jiang Yi said again.
"You're a monster who can even stab your own father. How can you have the face to go back to Jiang Mansion? You're just as shameless as your mother!"
Jiang Yuxiao looked down at Jiang Yi in her high heels. She hated this pair of twins since she was young because Jiang Yi's mother, Zhuo Ya, had used this pair of twins to enter the house and chase her mother out of the Jiang family.
This pair of twins had inherited Zhuo Ya's selfish and disgusting character. Although her older brother, Jiang Ru, had died six years ago, her younger sister, Jiang Yi, had become a nightmare for the Jiang family.
In the middle of the night six years ago, she had almost stabbed her biological father to death with a knife. She had even pushed Jiang Yuxiao down the stairs, causing her to lie on the hospital bed for two months.
What was hateful was that she was so vile, but because she had been diagnosed as mentally ill, Jiang Yuxiao was unable to send her to the juvenile detention center.
Jiang Yi not being sentenced was something that Jiang Yuxiao felt extremely regretful about. Looking at those hollow and deep almond-shaped eyes, Jiang Yuxiao recalled Jiang Yi's action of pushing her downstairs six years ago.
During the two months she was in the hospital bed, Jiang Yuxiao almost thought that she was going to become disabled.
Her facial expression could not help but distort for a while. She whispered to Jiang Yi, "You want to return to Jiang Mansion? Dream on. You can only stay in the mental hospital for the rest of your life. And that younger brother of your mother and my father. Sooner or later, he will go in to accompany you!"
"Jiang Yuxiao." Jiang Yi laughed softly. "How does it feel to be almost a cripple? Do you think this is enough? I will make you a complete cripple."
She raised her eyes. Deep within her pitch-black pupils, there was a scarlet color. "Just like my brother." She spat out the rest of her speech word by word. "Lying on the street, struggling to survive like a dog."
Jiang Yuxiao was in the most pain when she was in the hospital bed. She was obviously furious and gave Jiang Yi a harsh slap. "Who do you think you are?! You're the ones who are struggling to survive in my house!"
Jiang Yi could have dodged her slap, but she didn't. Instead, she smiled and asked Jiang Yuxiao, "Why didn't you use more force?" She looked a little crazy.
"Yiyi."
Her mother, Zhuo Ya, came out. Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two of them, she looked at Jiang Yuxiao guiltily. Then, as if she didn't see the slap mark on her daughter's face, she said to Jiang Yi, "Why did you run out? Hurry back to the mental hospital. Don't let your father see you."
"Why should I go back?"Jiang Yi said, "I'm also my father's daughter. If he dies in the future, I'll get a share of the property. Oh right, remember to give me my brother's share too."
Zhuo ya's expression changed drastically. "Jiang Yi! What are you talking about! How can you curse your father!"
"Not only does she dare to curse, she even dares to make a move."Jiang Yuxiao sneered. "Zhuo Ya, you've given birth to a good daughter!"
Zhuo Ya mumbled in front of Jiang Yuxiao, not daring to speak.
Suddenly, a few vans arrived at the entrance of Jiang Mansion. Under Jiang Yuxiao's gaze, the guards of Jiang Mansion were prepared to forcefully send Jiang Yi to the mental hospital.
Jiang Yi turned around and left. Many reporters carrying cameras swarmed over and took pictures of her. They even took a few close-ups of the palm print on her face.
The bodyguards did not expect so many reporters to come. They couldn't care less about Jiang Yi and quickly tried to chase the reporters away.
"What are you doing? You can't take photos here!"
Jiang Yuxiao narrowed her eyes and reprimanded, "Who let you in? Leave quickly or we'll call the police."
A microphone was placed before Jiang Yuxiao's eyes, "Vice President Jiang, I am a reporter from the financial and business newspaper. I heard that Miss Jiang Yi, who is also your father's daughter, is the chairman of the Hengjiang Group. Why did you not let her in?"
"There are palm prints on Miss Jiang's face. May I ask if it was you who hit her?"
"Miss Jiang's mother once destroyed your family. Is Vice President Jiang taking revenge on her?"
"The second young master of the capital's Qin Group has passed away. Aren't you afraid of making things difficult for the Qin Group by bullying his wife?"
Jiang Yuxiao was stunned and asked the reporter, "What does she have to do with the Qin Group?"
The reporter kindly explained to her, "After Second Master Qin passed away, he made a will and all his assets were inherited by his wife, Jiang Yi. Now, Miss Jiang Yi is a director of the Qin Group."
"What?!"
Jiang Yuxiao and Zhuo Ya's expressions changed.
Jiang Yi was a vicious person. If someone bullied her, she would make that person lose a layer of skin.
Even though six years ago, she stabbed her father three times and almost crippled Jiang Yuxiao, now they were all fine and dandy. The grass on her brother's grave was half the height of a man. How could she swallow this?
So Jiang Yi came back.
And the slap she received was not in vain. Jiang Yuxiao had to return it with interest.