The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: 166 The truth under the disguise is revealed, Jiang Family calls off the engagement【2 updates】

“…”

The person on the other end of the phone hadn’t expected to hear this statement and fell silent for a moment.

Fu Yunshen wasn’t in a hurry; he leaned back in his chair, looking out the window.

The sunlight was intense, as if it had traversed many years.

After a long, long silence, a voice finally came from the phone.

“Theoretically, it’s possible, but the probability is close to zero,” the person on the line said. “The world is not as we see it; it truly does have supernatural aspects.”

Fu Yunshen hummed noncommittally.

The person continued, “Otherwise, we wouldn’t have alchemy and ancient medicine and martial arts. Science eventually leads to theology, and even now, we can’t unravel all the mysteries of life.”

“So—” Fu Yunshen looked thoughtfully at the forum thread that had already reached over a thousand posts, “it exists.”

“I told you, the probability is zero. No matter how supernatural, we still need to consider science.”

Fu Yunshen looked indifferent, his mouse scrolling, refreshing the thread, and dragging down to the latest post.

[1241st Floor]: Can’t blame the original poster for thinking this. The music sheet for ‘Song of Jade Ice Cui’ might as well not exist. How would anyone know if they’re not Vera Hall herself?

Fu Yunshen’s eyes flickered slightly.

Indeed.

He had been pondering this ever since he heard Ying Zijin play ‘Holy War’.

But conjecture needed evidence; mere speculation was useless.

And such things couldn’t just be asked directly from the person concerned.

Fu Yunshen mused for a moment, preparing to post.

At that moment, another new post appeared.

This post was automatically highlighted in red, just without being pinned to the top.

Any user with an account level of SS or above had this privilege.

[@OnlyLoveMoney: Disperse, disperse, all this talk of rising from the dead is so nonsensical. You say there’s no music sheet? Sorry, but we just sold the music sheet not too long ago, and there were buyers from Hua Country too. If you don’t believe me, ask a few people in the forum; they bought it as well.] _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

Anyone who wasn’t new to the hidden forum would recognize this ID.

It was the ID of the Lorentz Family ruler.

Of course, the ruler themselves would not have posted this message.

After all, the ruler of the Lorentz Family was only interested in money, leaving everything else to their subordinates.

When an SS-Level user posted, NOK’s system would notify all other users.

The forum exploded instantly.

[1st Floor]: Holy shit, a big shot shows up.

[2nd Floor]: What? The Lorentz Family has the music sheet?

…

[77th Floor]: Is it so strange that the Lorentz Family has the music sheet? Vera Hall was a literary giant sponsored by the Lorentz Family’s ancestors.

[78th Floor]: …I forgot who told me, but the piano piece ‘Song of Jade Ice Cui’ was written by Vera Hall specifically for the Lorentz Family.

[79th Floor]: That explains it, then it’s not strange at all. We can only say that the performer from Hua Country is a genius.

…

[109th Floor]: Damn, typical Lorentz Family, even this can be turned into money?

[110th Floor]: You sold someone else’s music sheets, I’m afraid Vera will rise from the ground to hammer you to death.

The young servant who posted wiped away a secret sweat upon reading this comment.

How else to cover it up if not like this?

Otherwise, they would really be hammered to death.

The young servant logged out of the account, breathing a sigh of relief.

He had finally completed the task instructed in the letter; it was time to report back to his master.

Those people guessed quite well; it really was Vera Hall.

But such things could never truly be known to the outside world.

**

Noon.

Jiang Moyuan was still busy when he received a call from the Jiang Family Old Mansion.

It was Old Madam Jiang who had called him.

Since Old Master Jiang had passed away, Old Madam Jiang had moved into the Buddha Hall.

Devoted entirely to vegetarianism and Buddhism, she rarely saw anyone else.

This was the first time in years that Old Madam Jiang had called him.

Jiang Moyuan frowned.

Old Madam Jiang’s tone was not good, but she wouldn’t say anything over the phone, only that he should come over immediately.

“Tell the others I have something urgent; postpone this afternoon’s meeting,” Jiang Moyuan glanced at his wristwatch, summoned his secretary, “Be cautious with that document.”

The secretary nodded fervently, paused, then hesitantly said, “Third Master, Miss Luwei has been waiting outside for you for a long time.”

On hearing this, Jiang Moyuan halted in the act of opening the door.

The secretary bowed his head, unsure of what to say.