Wen Ying sighed, this truly is a fateful entanglement.
But every injustice has its perpetrator, every debt its creditor.
Jiang Zhengyi is not Jiang Han, nor is he one of those in Loulan who caused A Zi's death.
But Azhi's resentment had clearly taken shape over the course of this century, even gaining considerable strength.
She had too little time to regain her sanity.
Ninety-nine percent of his thoughts were about revenge. Jiang Zhengyi survived because the bloodline of Jiang Han played a role at that moment, allowing A Zi to regain a sliver of rationality.
But this was not a long-term solution.
This is also the reason why Wen Ying had to take away the red veil.
"Go back to your hometown and see if there are any heirlooms passed down from your ancestors. Bring them to me. For now, I have this thing with me, and she won't bother you anymore."
"Then... Dr. Wen, will you be alright?"
Jiang Zhengyi looked at Wen Ying with some concern.
Although he had never seen these things in real life, he had seen plenty of them in TV dramas and heard some stories from the elders. But this lineage might have spanned a hundred years by now!
During this century, could A Zi's resentment be ordinary?
Since she couldn't regain her sanity, it indicated that her attack was fatal. As for why I was spared from disaster, it was probably due to my bloodline and Dr. Wen.
But it was said that the doctor had no connection whatsoever with the Jiang family. Even though he was incredibly proficient in the field of psychology, he still had some concerns.
"Don't worry, this red veil has already recognized its master and won't attack me. Of course, it's mine now, so don't even think about getting it back."
Wen Ying mischievously added the second half of the sentence.
Jiang Zhengyi smiled and then remembered something, "Dr. Wen, what about that red veil I brought back from Loulan? It wouldn't have also..."
Although Jiang Zhengyi wanted to complete his ancestral mission and sympathized with A Zi, he cherished his own life even more.
He was still young and didn't want to take unnecessary risks with his life.
"Yours should have been passed down from your ancestors. Wearing it won't cause any harm, and you might even need it in the future."
Jiang Zhengyi smiled somewhat awkwardly, "This red veil has only one use, for weddings. At my age, my children are about to get married... Dr. Wen! Could it be that my daughter will need it?"
It must be said that Jiang Zhengyi's thoughts are incredibly imaginative.
Even if this thing had the slightest possibility of harming his daughter, Jiang Zhengyi would not allow it!
Ancestors are important, but the people living now are more important.
His daughter was more important to him than his own life.
"Not at all, you're overthinking it." Wen Ying immediately comforted Jiang Zhengyi, who suddenly seemed uneasy.
"It's something you will use, but not when you get married. How should I put it? I can't tell you now, but one day you will know, and you will use it."
"Believe me, if someone offers to buy this red bridal veil from your family, don't sell it, understand?"
Hearing Wen Ying's words, Jiang Zhengyi seemed to have some sense of it. What Wen Ying was talking about felt distant to him, yet somehow not that distant.
But he didn't know exactly what it was, yet this feeling made him think that the red veil might have a significant purpose.
"Thank you, Dr. Wen, I understand. Don't worry, Dr. Wen, I will place this red veil in a very safe place, where no one will be able to touch it."
"Including your family?"
"Uh..." Jiang Zhengyi was a bit dumbfounded. When he said "anyone," he instinctively meant anyone other than family members.
After all, his wife, son, and daughter were the people closest to him.
But upon hearing the doctor's tone..
"My wife and kids can't come either?"
Wen Ying shook her head, "It's best not to. Your wife doesn't have the Jiang family's bloodline, and your daughter's and son's bloodline is too thin. To avoid any issues and for their health and safety, it's best if only you can make contact."
Jiang Zheng nodded.
Coming here today was truly worth it!
Although money is not entirely an external possession, for him, it is not as important as the lives of his family.
Giving Wen Ying these shares was the most correct decision he had made in his life.
"By the way, this little turtle, oh no, Xuanwu, you should either use it yourself or give it to your family. Whatever you do, don't sell it."
Wen Ying solemnly instructed on this matter.
Jiang Zheng nodded. Such a precious item, its value immeasurable, how could he possibly sell it?
"What do you mean by being both offensive and defensive, Dr. Wen?"
"If there is a grudge attacking you, it can help you fend it off. If there is something unclean or someone harbors malicious intent towards you, even to the extent of wanting to kill you, it can sense it and proactively launch an attack."
Jiang Zhengyi listened, both shocked and delighted.
How many lives is this worth!
"But don't overthink it, everything has a lifespan and will eventually be exhausted. Naturally, it won't be powerful forever. It can defend five times and attack three times. After that, it will become an ordinary little turtle."
Jiang Zhengyi was still very satisfied, it was enough!
This makes eight lives!
He had more lives than a cat with nine tails, and he was satisfied.
If one had to assign a value, then he definitely profited. If the effects of this thing were revealed, those big shots would probably be willing to pay billions!
The wealthier a person is, the more they fear death and the more they desire longevity.
After discussing some contract matters with Wen Ying and telling her how much money she could receive each month, Jiang Zhengyi planned to leave with his little turtle.
But as he reached the clinic's entrance, he turned around and looked back at it.
"Dr. Wen, doesn't this clinic need renovation? If it does, I can contact someone. I'll take care of everything."
Wen Ying immediately waved her hand, "No, no need."
The clinic is just fine the way it is; making it luxurious would actually make it unsuitable for her to continue living on this street.
Moreover, would the patients coming to this clinic leave just because of its ordinary decor?
Moreover, she was about to become a multimillionaire or even a billionaire herself. She needed to know when to stop; how could she keep taking advantage of Jiang Zhengyi?
She could do anything; she had money!
Rich people are just that extravagant!
[Host, you must have forgotten that I always take 80% of the dividends every time you receive them~]
The system seemed to be somewhat gloating.
Wen Ying, "Are you underestimating me? Even if it's only tens of thousands a month, I'm still a rich woman! Let alone hundreds of thousands~"
You little rascal, it's you who should handle this, anyway, the system has to take care of all these things.
If this job isn't done well, let's see how it still has the face to brag in front of her.
Thinking about it feels so exhilarating; this is exactly the kind of flair a protagonist in a feel-good novel should have!
Upon hearing Wen Ying's refusal, Jiang Zhengyi did not insist. However, as soon as he left Wenxiang Street, he immediately instructed his assistant to purchase the most comfortable and spacious refrigerator available on the market.
After the refrigerator was delivered, some top-quality fish, shrimp, meat, and ice cream were airlifted and placed inside.
Airfreight some more durians and the newly available fresh fruits over here.
Jiang Zhengyi thought about the fried chicken box he saw on Wen Ying's desk when he was leaving and felt that Wen Ying would probably like these.