I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

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Of course, I couldn't strangle him to death.

As a woman with only ordinary strength, I ultimately couldn't kill a grown man with my bare hands.

Amidst my uncle's exaggerated coughing, I finally understood why his "experiment had failed."

The Yan family's genes were clearly far more dominant than the Ji family's.

I had inherited all of the Yan family's traits, while none of the Ji family's invulnerability to the supernatural had passed down to me.

The best proof of this was that I was a woman.

For centuries, the Ji family had produced only sons. Yet I was the sole daughter ever recorded in the old Ji family genealogy.

Moreover, my uncle's ability to cast Yanmen Spells through my body and blood last night indirectly confirmed this point.

Hearing this, my resentment flared anew. I lashed out angrily, "Don't you share the Yan surname? Why did you have to use my blood?"

My uncle stuck out his tongue innocently. "I just wanted to see if your body could actually perform Yanmen Spells! See? Now we know!"

This time, I learned my lesson. Instead of wasting my energy trying to strangle him, I swiftly grabbed his jaw and forcefully slammed it shut, hoping he'd bite his tongue off and end it all.

Unfortunately, all I got was a pained scream—he didn't actually bite through his tongue.

After being discharged from the hospital, I remained gloomy and listless, weighed down by the discovery of my "Spirit-Absorbing Fate."

The fact that I was now in a state of extreme danger, where I could literally stumble upon evil spirits even while walking down the street, kept me confined indoors. Even the twenty-thousand-yuan commission that had just been deposited into my account couldn't lift my spirits.

My uncle didn't pressure me, letting me mope around the office for several days.

Little did we know, the "One Million Incident" was far from over.

"Yan Simei! You con artist!" A familiar female shriek exploded at the entrance just after ten o'clock that morning.

Based on my previous experience, I immediately guessed it was Lawyer Xie, the beautiful barrister.

Sure enough, accompanied by the crisp click-clack of her high heels, Xie Shanru strode in with brisk steps, her beautiful long, wavy hair swaying with each step.

She stormed in, pointing a finger at Uncle's nose, and unleashed a torrent of fury: "You dare take a million yuan? Aren't you afraid of dying?!"

Uncle lazily lifted an eyelid and shot her a dismissive glance. "You're well-informed," he remarked blandly. "How did you find out?"

"That's none of your concern," Xie Shanru snapped, waving her hand dismissively. "I have my ways." Her voice was icy.

My mood was already foul, and her outburst only worsened it. Even if she were the most beautiful woman in the world, I couldn't muster a polite expression.

"Lawyer Xie," I snapped, "the million was promised by the client upfront. We fulfilled our contractual obligations. What exactly are you here to argue about?"

Xie Shanru's face darkened, her sharp gaze boring into mine. "What exactly did she commission you to do?" she demanded.

"Client confidentiality—we can't disclose that!" I retorted. "You're so resourceful, why don't you dig it up yourself?"

Unfortunately, this time she hadn't come specifically to cause trouble for us.

Xie Shanru frowned, her voice heavy. "Li Shuang jumped to her death."

I froze, turning to Uncle in shock. Even his usually composed face showed a rare look of stunned disbelief.

According to Xie Shanru's later account, we learned that just two days after the spirit cleansing was completed, Li Shuang left a suicide note and jumped from the villa's rooftop.

Fortunately, she landed in the front yard's thick bushes and is currently fighting for her life in the intensive care unit, having narrowly escaped death.

In her suicide note, she accused someone of swindling her out of her money and exploiting her sexually. However, the target of her accusations wasn't Yanmen Temple, but her married boyfriend, Shen Guangnian.

Shen Guangnian was a successful businessman, and his story with Li Shuang mirrored the melodramatic plotlines of the prime-time dramas housewives love to watch.

He had lied about his impending divorce, showering Li Shuang with sweet talk and a false show of wealth.

When Li Shuang discovered she was just one of his many playthings, they broke up. Shen Guangnian then turned ruthless, demanding she move out of the villa within a month.

It was only then that Li Shuang realized Shen Guangnian's claim that he had given her the villa as a gift was a complete lie.

Even the jewelry and treasures he had showered her with were locked in the villa's safe, and she had no idea of the combination.

After Li Shuang's failed suicide attempt, her parents planned to sue Shen Guangnian.

To quell the trouble, Shen Guangnian hired Xie Shanru to handle the lawsuit.

Hearing all this, I realized this lawyer sister's heart was far darker than ours.

Shen Guangnian was clearly a scumbag, yet she was trying every trick to drag us into the mess and muddy the waters.

I was about to unleash a tirade when Uncle signaled me to be quiet.

He calmly looked at Xie Shanru and said flatly, "I'll say it again: you're just a lawyer, not the police. We have no obligation to answer any of your questions."

Xie Shanru fell silent for a moment, then softened her tone slightly. "I know Li Shuang's death has nothing to do with you," she said, "but I don't believe someone like her would try to kill herself just because a man cheated on her. I suspect this is just a ploy to extort money."

She gave Uncle a pointed look, then added coldly, "The million Li Shuang paid you was Shen Guangnian's money. He might try to reclaim it now. You'd better prepare yourselves."

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