After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

S City, Jiang Mansion, the residence of the richest man Jiang family.

A girl stood under the locust tree at the entrance of the mansion. She was wearing a light white dress, her long jet black hair was scattered like seaweed, her skin was very white, and her beautiful almond eyes should have been soft and tender.

But the eyelids were pressed down for a few minutes, the long eyelashes cast shadows, and there was a strong aggressiveness.

World-weary, decadent, cruel...

She stood under the tree for a long time, wearing a white dress, like a ghost at night.

The guard at Jiang Mansion had been paying attention to her for a long time, and then came over and asked, "Girl, who are you looking for?"

When he got closer, he saw the girl's face clearly, and his face was pale with fright.

"It's you! You... why are you here?"

Another guard who came over quickly turned around and ran towards Jiang Mansion, calling for the owner of the house to come over.

"This is my home, why can't I come back?"

Jiang Yi tugged at the corner of his mouth. His beautiful almond eyes were large, but hollow and deep. When he looked at you, he felt a strange feeling inexplicably.

The guard took a step back involuntarily. He had worked in Jiang Mansion for many years, so he naturally recognized this second Miss Jiang family, who was sent to the mental hospital six years ago.

Extremely severe mania and depression, not only self-mutilation, but also hurt, stabbed her father three times.

He was supposed to be sent to prison, but was sent to a mental hospital because of a diagnosis of mental illness.

After a lapse of six years, the guard still remembers how the girl was covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of hell, holding a fruit knife and wishing to swallow her father alive.

"Jiang Yi? You actually escaped from the mental hospital?"

Not far away came a woman in a small professional suit, 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 held her hands and looked at Jiang Yi up and down, "Is it cured? Then I should go to prison."

"I want to go back to Jiang Mansion." Jiang Yi said again.

"How can you, a monster who can stab your own father, return to the Jiang Mansion? You are as shameless as your mother!"

Jiang Yuxiao stepped on high heels and looked at Jiang Yi condescendingly. She hated this pair of twins since she was a child, because Jiang Yi's mother, Zhuo Ya, relied on the twins to enter the house and drive her mother out. to the Jiang family.

The twins inherited Zhuo Ya's selfish and disgusting character. Although the elder brother Jiang Ru died six years ago, the younger sister Jiang Yi has become a nightmare for the Jiang family.

In the middle of the night six years ago, she almost stabbed her biological father to death, and pushed Jiang Yuxiao down the stairs, leaving her in a hospital bed for two months.

It is hateful that she is so bad, but because she is diagnosed as mentally ill, she cannot be sent to the juvenile detention center.

Jiang Yi was not sentenced, which was something Jiang Yuxiao felt extremely regretful. Seeing those empty and deep apricot eyes, Jiang Yuxiao remembered Jiang Yi's act of pushing her downstairs six years ago.

During the two months in the hospital bed, Jiang Yuxiao almost thought that he was going to be disabled.

The expression on her face was twisted for a while, and she whispered to Jiang Yi, "Want to go back to Jiang's mansion? Dream, you can only stay in a mental hospital for the rest of your life, and the younger brother born to your mother and my father. , sooner or later, come in and accompany you!"

"Jiang Yuxiao." Jiang Yi gave a low laugh, "How does it feel to be a cripple? Do you think that's enough? I'll make you a complete cripple."

She raised her eyes, and the dark pupils were scarlet, "Like, my brother." She spit out the rest of the words word by word, "Lying on the street, lingering like a dog."

The days on the hospital bed were the most painful time for Jiang Yuxiao, with obvious anger on her face, she slapped Jiang Yi neatly, "What are you? It's you who are lingering in my house to make a living! "

Jiang Yi was able to dodge her slap, but he didn't. Instead, he asked Jiang Yuxiao with a smile, "Why don't you try harder?" He looked a little crazy.

"Meaning."

Her mother, Zhuo Ya, came out. Seeing the tension between the two of them, she glanced at Jiang Yuxiao with a guilty conscience. Then, as if she didn't see the slap print on her daughter's face, she said to Jiang Yi, "How can you run away? Come out? Hurry back to the mental hospital, don't let your father see you."

"Why do you want to go back?" Jiang Yi said, "I'm also my father's daughter. If he dies in the future, he will be counted as my share of the property. Oh, by the way, remember to give me my brother's share."

Zhuoya's face changed greatly, "Jiang Yi! What are you talking about! How can you curse your father!"

"She not only dares to curse, but also dare to do it." Jiang Yuxiao sneered, "Zuo Ya, you have a good daughter!"

Zhuo Ya snorted in front of Jiang Yuxiao and did not dare to speak.

Several vans came to the gate of Jiang Mansion. Under Jiang Yuxiao's eyes, the bodyguards of Jiang Mansion were ready to force Jiang Yi to go to the mental hospital.

Jiang Yi turned around and left, and many reporters carrying cameras rushed up, slapped her fiercely, and gave several close-ups of the slap on her face.

The bodyguards did not expect so many reporters to come, and they immediately ignored Jiang Yi and hurriedly drove the reporters away.

"What are you doing? You can't take pictures here!"

Jiang Yuxiao frowned and scolded, "Who let you in? Leave now, or call the police."

A microphone was put in front of Jiang Yuxiao, "Vice President Jiang, I'm a reporter from Caijing Business Daily. I heard that Miss Jiang Yi is the chairman of Hengjiang Group, your father's daughter. Why don't you let her in?"

"Miss Jiang has a slap print on her face, did you hit me?"

"Miss Jiang's mother once destroyed your family, is Vice President Jiang always taking revenge on her?"

"The second young master of the Qin Group in the capital passed away, and you bullied his wife like this, aren't you afraid of the Qin's embarrassment?"

Jiang Yuxiao was taken aback and asked the reporter, "What does she have to do with the Qin family?"

The reporter kindly explained to her, "Master Qin passed away and made a will, and all the property was inherited by his wife Jiang Yi. Now Miss Jiang Yi is the director of Qin's Group."

"what?!"

Jiang Yuxiao and Zhuo Ya both changed their expressions.

Jiang Yi has a vicious temperament. If someone bullies her, she will let that person peel off.

Even six years ago, she stabbed her father three times and almost maimed Jiang Yuxiao, but now they are all intact, the grass on her brother's grave is half a person tall, how can she swallow this breath.

So Jiang Yi came back.

And the slap she received was not in vain, and Jiang Yuxiao must return it with profit.