Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

"So, Jiang Kaichen is the only son of the second branch of the Zhu family, and now he is the head of the Zhu family behind the scenes. The Nine Phoenix Flower Hairpin Crown was given by Old Master Zhu as a betrothal gift for his marriage?"

Liu Shihao took a puff of the cigar in his hand, and in the thick smoke, he suddenly realized something and asked Zhang Lingyue who was sitting in front of him.

In the VIP room of the private club, the lighting is soft and warm, and there are numerous artworks and cultural relics on display around it, setting off the male host who is leaning on the sofa. Even though he is lying lazily without any manners, he still exudes an air of luxury that seems like Old Money.

"The Zhu family is no longer the same Zhu family as before, as they were able to produce the Nine Phoenix Flower Hairpin and Crown to give this grandson the title of head of the family."

Zhang Lingyue shook the big ice ball that was spinning in the glass in her hand and felt that she was spinning in place just like it.

The man in front of her had a room full of stuff, many of which she had helped pick up when the Zhu family had been in trouble. She had thought he would be a strong backup, but when Zhang Xincheng got into trouble, the reply she got was "I can't help you".

“No matter how impoverished the Zhu family is, it is still an aristocratic family after all.

Otherwise, it is impossible that Jiang Kaichen was abandoned by them when he was a child, and went around in circles outside. Now that he is successful and famous, he still wants to come back and take over this mess. After all, fame for several lifetimes cannot be bought no matter how much money is spent. "

Zhang Lingyue took a sip of the whiskey in her hand, curled her lips, and lowered her eyes, not trying to hide her contempt for the man in front of her.

So what if he is the richest man in South City? The money he made through speculation comes and goes quickly. In the final analysis, what is the difference between him and a rootless duckweed like me?

"Aristocratic family?!"

Liu Shihao caught a glimpse of disdain in the corner of Zhang Lingyue's eyes in the smoke. He leaned forward, picked up the wine glass in front of him, took a big sip, and repeated.

As a self-made man, he always thought that Jiang Kaichen was just like himself, relying on speed, ruthlessness and accuracy to gamble his life.

But unexpectedly, the two people who originally thought they had similar destinies were separated by the definition of "family".

"What exactly is a noble family?"

His drunken eyes were filled with obscure emotions as he looked straight at Zhang Lingyue. He was unwilling to accept the fact that no one among the entrepreneurs of this generation in Nancheng should be able to overshadow him.

Zhang Lingyue raised her head, her cold eyes filled with pity.

“A family is not just measured by the accumulation of wealth and the expansion of business scale. More importantly, it is the family’s persistence in inheritance and values, which represents the continuation of family culture from generation to generation.

A true family does not exist just for personal gain, but contributes to society through family values ​​and cultural traditions passed down from generation to generation.

It is a symbol of spirit, a reverence for history, and a responsibility for the future.”

Zhang Lingyue raised her head and looked across the room full of priceless collections and artworks, trying her best to suppress her sarcasm and laughed softly.

"Do you know why the 'Nine Phoenix Flower Hairpin Crown' has never been taken out by the Zhu family?"

She smiled bitterly as she saw the ripples and confusion in Liu Shihao's eyes.

"Today, under the arrangement of the old man, when I accompanied Zhu Xin to take the crown, I learned that the Zhu family has an ancestral precept that the person who owns this treasure must have a virtuous character and a great influence on society to be qualified to own it, otherwise it will be donated directly to the country."

Seeing Liu Shihao's extremely surprised expression, Zhang Lingyue curled her lips and explained sarcastically:

"Do you think that Old Master Zhu is really so generous as to sacrifice his own flesh? The ancestral precepts also state that if no one in the family is qualified to own the Phoenix Coronet for three consecutive generations, the treasure must be donated directly to the country."

"Then Jiang Kaichen is qualified?"

Liu Shihao was shocked at the family secret and couldn't help but ask. He never expected that the inheritance of this treasure would carry such a great pressure of social responsibility.

Zhang Lingyue frowned as if someone had stepped on her. She picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp. A bitter smile spread from the corners of her mouth along with the smell of alcohol.

"But his wife does! Tang Wenwan not only helped the prince achieve the Prince's Amulet Project in Japan and achieved international peace propaganda, but also successfully used the calligraphy and painting exhibition to reconcile the years of party disputes between their left and right factions.

Recently, she has launched an international children's art education charity base project in northern Myanmar, which has received strong recognition and support from South Asian countries. If her social influence is not enough, who can? ! "

With a bang, Jealousy put the cup heavily on the table.

Zhang Lingyue had to admit that she couldn't do all of this. Compared to Jiang Kaichen's white moonlight, she could only disappear into the dust.

"So, if Old Master Zhu doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to give the Phoenix Coronet to Tang Wenwan who has made contributions to society, then according to our ancestral teachings this treasure must really be donated to the country?!"

Liu Shihao took a breath of cold air in disbelief. In the eyes of a down-to-earth businessman like him, that was a treasure that couldn't be bought with billions of dollars. How could he donate it just like that? !

Zhang Lingyue finally couldn't help but give him an inexperienced look, then thought of her own identity as a commoner, straightened her body, and patiently explained:

"It is said that this Nine Phoenix Flower Hairpin Crown is a symbol of family heritage. No matter which family it is passed down, the family will prosper for generations. It is precisely because of this spiritual legend that not just anyone or any family can own it."

"Generationally prosperous?"

Liu Shihao was attracted by her explanation, and a greedy look slowly took shape in the flickering candlelight.

"Otherwise, why do you think the old man of the Zhu family gave up one son and then another just to preserve the family's reputation?

He couldn't allow any stain to appear, so he waited until today, when a qualified tribesman came out to open the crown and escape the fate of having to donate the Phoenix Crown to the country!"

Zhang Lingyue took in Liu Shihao's envious and eager expression, and deliberately made the matter even more obvious.

“No matter who owns it, it will thrive for generations?!”

Liu Shihao smoked his cigar again, frowned and asked in a low voice, trying hard to pretend that he didn't care.

"Of course. This is a royal relic that has been passed down for nine generations. Look at the Zhu family over the years. There have been so many unfilial descendants. The old man has tormented them to the point of almost extinction. But hasn't this treasure helped them turn things around?"

Zhang Lingyue stared at the changes in Liu Shihao's eyes in the smoke, and subconsciously described the Nine-Phoenix Flower Hairpin Crown as a magical artifact.

With a whoosh, Liu Shihao, who could no longer sit still, stood up.

Zhang Lingyue watched him coldly as he paced back and forth in the room until he stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The night seemed especially dark today, and the bright lights outside made his back look even lonelier.

"Help me get it, name your price!"

The room was silent for a long time, and Liu Shihao finally spoke.

He did not turn around, but faced the darkness outside the window and carefully expressed his desire.

Zhang Lingyue, who had been staring at the back, slowly let a smile of success creep onto her face.

"Take Tang Wenwan's life. If she dies, no one in their Zhu family will be qualified to own it."