After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

The floor-to-ceiling glass of the villa reflects my current appearance.

Unlike the big wavy hair I had before, now I have straight black hair tied into a low ponytail with a middle parting, and my hair is neat and meticulous.

Her exquisite facial features and appearance are not the same as before. She has flat eyebrows, red lips, and exquisite makeup.

Wearing a fashionable autumn and winter black and white suit skirt, a neatly tailored black coat draped over her shoulders, slender earrings, and a sapphire ring on her index finger, the whole person exudes a fashionable, majestic and independent temperament.

My current name is Jiang Shuyi, the second daughter of the Jiang family from a long-term overseas Chinese family. I am the head of the marketing department of the family business Luo Ni Shi Luxury Group.

After coming back to my senses, I looked at the white-haired old lady who was elegantly dressed.

"Madam, is your villa still available for rent?" I asked with a smile, speaking in an authentic London accent.

Old Mrs. Misa waved her hand, "Miss, the owner of this villa was no longer me a few years ago. It was no longer rented out long ago and was bought."

"Is its current owner Mr. Fu?" I almost blurted out.

Old Mrs. Misa was stunned. In the afterglow of the setting sun, her pair of blue eyes looked at me, looking very surprised.

"It was indeed Mr. Fu who bought it. Do you know him?" she said.

It turned out that he had already bought the villa where we had lived for two years.

The tip of my nose felt sour, and I smiled at Misa and shook my head, "I don't know him, I just know him. Does Mr. Fu come here often?"

I couldn't help but ask again. As I spoke, my slender earrings swayed slightly.

"Oh, no, I haven't seen Mr. Fu for several years. I heard..." Mrs. Misa said with emotion, but she did not continue.

She probably wanted to say, I heard that I passed away a long time ago.

I didn’t continue chatting with her. After politely saying goodbye, I walked towards the red Ferrari supercar parked not far away.

When I looked back halfway, the entire villa with red brick spiers was bathed in the sunset, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Inadvertently, I seemed to see myself in my early 20s, standing on the balcony of the second floor, holding a glass of water and looking at the scenery carefree.

"Xiao Fu, I want to go out for a walk. Can you accompany me?" The girl's delicate and clear voice echoed in her ears.

"No time." I seemed to hear Fu Yanshen's cold voice again.

With a cold mouth, he followed her like a shadow after she went out alone?

I raised the corners of my lips knowingly, like a bystander, recalling the sweet and sour daily life of a young couple who were in love without knowing it.

His eyes gradually became moist.

I miss him.

Thinking like crazy.

In the past two years, I could only read news about him but could not contact him.

In the news in the financial section, he seems to be living a good life, but he is very busy and has many things to do, and there is no scandal.

Initially, I was afraid that he would not be able to survive after my "death".

Later, when I saw that he was well, I felt relieved, but at the same time, I also thought, did he accept that I was dead and forget about me, or was it something else?

I'm afraid that he will forget me, and I'm afraid that he will live in the pain of my "death".

I want to get rid of Mr. Ye's control, I want to go back, and I am not willing to be completely separated from Fu Yanshen like this.

I want to be with him, love each other well, remarry, have children, and grow old together.

……

In the past two years, I have used work to pass the long and lonely time.

Jiang Shuyi is a real person, but like me before, she is a beautiful waste. She got into a car accident while racing and became a vegetable.

She is still lying down, and I was arranged by Leng Xiao to pretend that I was awakening from a vegetative state, and picked up the script of a waste that turns evil into a good person and makes a counterattack.

The Jiang family is an overseas Chinese who settled in the UK during the Republic of China. Their ancestors started in the watch business. Now they are mainly engaged in the design and sales of luxury goods, covering watches, high-end fashion, jewelry and handbags.

It is a well-known luxury brand in the UK.

However, due to the economic environment and the sluggish European market, the sales of the Ronisi brand have declined year by year, and many stores have been closed.

I plan to expand into the domestic market and have been doing market research.

In the conference room, I played PPT and gave explanations.

"Everyone, according to my research, most consumers of Ronisi are in first- and second-tier cities in China. They consume our products through overseas shopping websites and even human flesh purchasing agents. Our products have always been among the top ten sales on overseas shopping websites. I think we should open the Chinese market as soon as possible..."

After the explanation, I returned to my seat and drank water to moisten my dry throat.

"Mr. Jiang, I have read your project document. If nothing else goes wrong, the board of directors will vote to approve this project, and then it will be handed over to you." The president in the chair said to me solemnly.

"OK, I'm confident." I said confidently.

Unexpectedly, this matter was opposed by Leng Xiao.

In the coffee shop, he put down his coffee cup with another face on his face and glanced at me lightly, "It's impossible for you to return to China."

"Leng——Alex, I'm going back to expand the market." I almost said his name, but immediately changed my words and said angrily.

He gave me a cold look and said, "I arranged this identity for you so that you can lie down. Why are you so serious?"

I:"……"

I work hard to make my life fulfilling, and at the same time, I can make money and invest, and money begets money.

What can you do lying flat? Weeping all day long?

"Don't play tricks with us, think about Fu Yanshen's future."

Leng Xiao put down his coffee cup, dropped this sentence, took out his wallet, dropped a few bills to pay, and left.

He was threatening me again, fearing that I would go back to China and meet Fu Yanshen and the others.

I still haven't figured it out yet, why do I have to "die" so that everyone can be well?

……

The gloomy sky was covered with light snow.

I was walking aimlessly on the streets of London alone, and as I walked I arrived at my former university.

The familiar campus is full of memories of Fu Yanshen and I.

In the past, when I came to class, he would follow me to the classroom and sit next to me. I didn't study seriously and often fell asleep in class. He took class notes for me.

He also learned English during that time.

I couldn't help but walk to the old-fashioned public phone booth on campus, pick up the phone, and insert a coin.

At this point, it was morning in China, so he should be able to receive the call.

I want to hear his voice.

Unlike the previous instant answer, it took him a while to answer the phone.

My heart was pounding so fast that it reached my throat. I didn’t know how to speak for a while, so that I could listen to what he had to say without making him suspicious.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Before I could speak, he had already hung up.

Yes, he is a CEO with a lot of things to do every day. When he sees an unfamiliar landline number, it would be great if he can answer it.

I called again immediately.

This time, he answered again.

"Hello, sir." I spoke immediately as soon as the call was connected.