The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 348

Chapter 348: 335 Get out of Jiang Family! [3 updates]

Jiang Chengjun also had a copy in his hands, and he directly flipped to the last page.

He had never felt any affection for Jiang Moyuan; he couldn’t bring himself to like him, nor could he say he hated him.

He had no talent or interest in business, so when Old Master Jiang left Jiang Corporation to Jiang Moyuan, he was indifferent about it.

Shanghai City University provided excellent benefits for professors, including a villa, so Jiang Chengjun didn’t return to the Jiang Family Old Mansion.

But he simply couldn’t accept that the Jiang family had been occupied by an outsider for so many years.

However, both paternity test reports yielded the same result.

The last sentence was written very clearly in black and white.

——After our center’s assessment, Jiang Chengjun/Jiang Huaping has no blood relation with Jiang Moyuan.

Jiang Huaping’s expression turned cold in an instant, her fingertips turning pale from gripping the document too tightly, “Xiao Yunshen guessed right; he’s really not Dad’s son.”

What on earth was going on?

Even if Old Master Jiang was senile, he wouldn’t leave Jiang Corporation to an outsider.

Old Master Jiang had passed away thirteen years ago, and at that time, Jiang Moyuan was only sixteen.

The shareholders of Jiang Corporation had originally intended to have Jiang Huaping take over, but they couldn’t withstand Old Master Jiang’s will.

Fortunately, the sixteen-year-old Jiang Moyuan had already shown remarkable business acumen, and with the backing of a few shareholders who had always been with Old Master Jiang, they successfully stabilized the corporation.

Later, those old shareholders also passed away one by one, leaving only three behind.

At the age of twenty-four, Jiang Moyuan officially became the Executive Director of Jiang Corporation.

This year, Jiang Moyuan was twenty-nine.

No one had ever questioned Jiang Moyuan’s capabilities, and no one had suspected his lineage.

Even Jiang Chengjun and Jiang Huaping, who disliked Jiang Moyuan, had never considered the possibility that Jiang Moyuan wasn’t of Jiang Family blood.

If not of the Jiang Family, why then would Old Master Jiang give Jiang Corporation to Jiang Moyuan?

Or could it be that Old Master Jiang himself was not aware?

“Huaping, we must tell the uncles about this,” Jiang Chengjun felt the anger rising, “Ye Suhe must have done something.”

“Let’s go,” Jiang Huaping suppressed a cold laugh, “To the company first.”

**

The affairs of the Jiang family had nothing to do with Ying Zijin.

She didn’t follow along; instead, Fu Yunshen came to pick her up to take her home.

Just as Ying Zijin settled into the passenger seat, her cell phone rang, and she answered the call, “Hello.”

“Divine Doctor!” The voice on the other end was very excited, “I don’t know if you remember me, I’m Ji Qinglin.”

Ying Zijin fell silent.

She genuinely didn’t remember this name.

“My dad is Ji Feng,” Ji Qinglin added, anticipating her reaction, “He had late-stage gastric cancer; you operated on him.”

“Ah, I remember now,” Ying Zijin recalled, “Is something the matter?”

Because of Wen Fengmian’s influence, she naturally remembered Ji Feng.

However, she had been so busy these past days that she hadn’t visited Ji Feng.

“Nothing serious, I just wanted to thank you personally,” Ji Qinglin said, “I really can’t thank you enough. Although there are still many cancer cells in my dad’s body, he has indeed gotten much better and his mobility has improved.”

They specifically visited three top-tier hospitals for examination, and the doctors were all astounded by the findings.

In Ji Feng’s body, the cancer cells and other cells had reached a peculiar equilibrium.

It was this balance that allowed Ji Feng’s body to regain mobility.

Nonetheless, his cancer persisted, and hospital tests would still return a result of advanced gastric cancer.

This was nothing short of a medical miracle.

Ji Qinglin continued, “When will you have time? We’d like to invite you to a meal as there’s really no way to repay your kindness.”

“Sure,” Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, “Actually, I have something I want to ask you as well.”

Wen Fengmian didn’t bring up the past, and naturally, she wasn’t going to press him about it.

“Great,” Ji Qinglin’s voice could scarcely conceal his excitement, “We’ll be staying temporarily in Shanghai City; you can decide on the time. I would really like to have a meal with you, too.”

At that moment, Fu Yunshen turned his head, his peach-blossom eyes lifting as he suddenly called out, “Yaoyao.”

Hearing a young man’s voice, Ji Qinglin paused momentarily on the phone and hesitated.

Fu Yunshen raised his hand, his voice lazy, “You have a leaf stuck in your hair.”

When he lowered his hand, there indeed was a completely dried yellow leaf in his palm.

Ying Zijin gave him a glance and said nothing, replying to Ji Qinglin, “Next week is fine; I’ll have the hospital director give you the details.”

Watching her hang up the phone, Fu Yunshen’s gaze deepened, and he spoke again, “If you have time, would you also consider getting a paternity test done?”

Ying Zijin hesitated for a moment.

She knew he was referring to a paternity test between her, Zhong Manhua, and Ying Zhenting.

“There’s no need,” Ying Zijin said lightly, “Strangers. A waste of time and money.”

Ever since the ties with the Ying family were severed, she had nothing to do with them.