Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Feelings Are Worthless in the Face of Money

Chen Xu shot Kang Lin a cold glance. “Would I ignore Jin Muyang? If it weren’t for changing his fate back then, would I have ended up like this?!”

Kang Lin said, “Since you won’t ignore him, then help Jin Muyang one more time! After Jin Huai Zhong found out Yangyang isn’t his biological son, he’s planning to leave his most valuable assets to Jin Fan. We’ve been planning for so many years, and the Jin family’s fortune is almost in our hands. We can’t let anything go wrong at a time like this!”

Chen Xu frowned. “Jin Huai Zhong knows Jin Muyang isn’t his biological son, and he’s still willing to leave the majority of his fortune to him?”

By all rights, Jin Huai Zhong was being more than generous. It was just that Kang Lin was far too greedy.

She retorted resentfully, “I’ve been with him for more than twenty years, and I worked my fingers to the bone raising those two kids. Even if Muyang isn’t his, he’s still called him ’Dad’ for over two decades. He should be leaving everything to Muyang! As for that Jin Fan, he’s a total waste. If he leaves Douyin Live Stream to him, the platform will be in the red within two years!”

Kang Lin was never a good person.

She got together with Chen Xu when she was just a teenager. Back then, Kang Lin was on top of the world.

Later, when she accidentally learned that Chen Xu would face a backlash from the Heavenly Dao, she dumped him without a second thought.

They had once seen an interview with Jin Huai Zhong on social media.

At the time, Chen Xu had casually remarked, “This man is blessed by fate. His financial luck is exceptional. In less than five years, he’s guaranteed to become a titan in his industry, a top-tier tycoon.”

Upon hearing this, Kang Lin was instantly tempted.

She pulled some strings and found out that the Jin family was hiring a nanny to look after his children.

So, Kang Lin moved into the Jin family home, posing as a nanny.

On one side, a young, beautiful, and seemingly innocent girl.

On the other, a middle-aged widower, ambitious and full of aspiration.

Kang Lin did everything she could to capture Jin Huai Zhong’s attention, and soon enough, the two of them became a couple.

Not long after they were married, Chen Xu came looking for Kang Lin.

On one hand, Kang Lin had to play the part of a supportive wife for Jin Huai Zhong; on the other, she had to deal with the troublesome Chen Xu. The daily struggle nearly drove her insane.

Later, Kang Lin gave birth to Jin Muyang.

Jin Muyang inherited his biological father’s backlash from the Heavenly Dao; anyone who got close to him would be struck by misfortune. In a moment of desperation, Kang Lin clenched her jaw, ready to strangle the baby.

Chen Xu was the one who stopped her. He promised that if she let Jin Muyang live, he would make her dream of being the wife of a tycoon come true.

To that end, he was willing to bear the backlash from the Heavenly Dao and become disabled, all to give Jin Muyang a superior destiny.

To ensure his own son could live a good life, Chen Xu also lied, claiming that Jin Fan’s destiny was flawed and that anyone who got close to him would suffer misfortune. He used this to force Jin Huai Zhong to distance himself from Jin Fan.

Now that Jin Muyang’s true parentage had been exposed, Kang Lin wanted all of Jin Huai Zhong’s assets, which was why she had sought out Chen Xu once more.

Chen Xu took out a piece of paper and began scribbling on the table. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. “We’re screwed!”

Kang Lin panicked instantly. “What is it?”

Chen Xu ran his calculations again. “The father-son bond between Jin Muyang and Jin Huai Zhong has been completely severed. Under these circumstances, how could he possibly let Jin Muyang inherit the bulk of his fortune? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Kang Lin flew into a rage. “Fuck! I’ve been with him for over twenty years, and now he’s going to leave all his assets to that moron Jin Fan! Why?! What the fuck does that make me?!”

Chen Xu said coldly, “On the surface, Jin Huai Zhong is a kind businessman, but deep down, he’s dark and cunning—a truly ruthless man, one of a kind. He was willing to stay away from his own son, Jin Fan, for so many years just because he knew the boy would affect his luck. What do you think he’d do for Jin Muyang, who isn’t even his real son?”

At his words, Kang Lin began to panic. “Then what am I supposed to do?! I put up with this for more than twenty years, all for this moment! I can’t accept my plan failing!”

Chen Xu’s expression turned sinister. “Then you’ll work with me. We’ll kill him!”

“K-kill him?” A flicker of hesitation crossed Kang Lin’s face, and she froze, completely stunned.

“What? Can’t bring yourself to do it? Kang Lin, that’s not like you at all!” Chen Xu scoffed. “Kang Lin, don’t tell me you’ve actually fallen for Jin Huai Zhong.”

’After so many years, how could she not have developed any feelings at all for Jin Huai Zhong?’

’But compared to money, those feelings weren’t worth shit!’

Kang Lin hardened her heart and said coldly, “Fine. You help me kill him.”

At 11:00 PM, Jin Huai Zhong startled awake, his heart pounding violently in his chest.

He reached over to turn on the lamp, but for some reason, it wouldn’t light up.

“Kang Lin!” he called out instinctively for his wife, only to find her side of the bed empty. She was gone.

The window was open, and a chilling wind howled into the room, sending an uncomfortable shiver through his body.

Behind the curtain, Jin Huai Zhong saw a face—bloodless and deathly pale…

Terrified, he stumbled back two steps and reached for the door.

But when his hand found the doorknob, he discovered the door was stuck. It wouldn’t budge.

“AHAHAHA, AHAHAHA…”

A horrifying laugh echoed from outside, and the “woman” from the window flew into the room.

“Oh, Jin Huai Zhong! Jin Huai Zhong! You should have known this day would come when you decided to leave all your money to Jin Fan! Since you’re so determined to give it all to him, don’t blame me for what happens next!”

’The one sent to kill him… was sent by Kang Lin!’

Hearing those words, Jin Huai Zhong could hardly believe it.

For all these years, Kang Lin had played the part of a virtuous wife and loving mother by his side.

He couldn’t believe she could be so heartless—that more than twenty years of marriage meant less to her than money.

The depths of Kang Lin’s cruelty left Jin Huai Zhong utterly stunned.

Shen Zhiyao had told him that his meeting with Chen Xu all those years ago was no coincidence, and that the ’ghost wall’ incident he’d experienced had been orchestrated by someone.

Chen Xu knew the Ghost Control Skill. While incredibly powerful, it had also earned him the punishment of the Heavenly Dao.

The Jin family estate had tight security; an ordinary assassin would find it nearly impossible to get inside.

But a ghost was another matter entirely. It could appear in his room without a sound.

To prevent such an incident, Shen Zhiyao had given Jin Huai Zhong a piece of talisman paper, instructing him to slap it onto the Fierce Ghost’s forehead the moment it got close.

Unable to escape, Jin Huai Zhong stumbled and crawled over to the vanity mirror, gasping for air in terror.

Just then, he felt a chill creep up his back as an icy hand clamped around his neck.

He forced himself to look into the mirror.

The curtains were partially open. In the dim moonlight, he could just make out the figure of a “woman” in a red dress standing behind him, her face obscured.

A long, ghostly hand crawled up his cheek. Jin Huai Zhong’s eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, he didn’t dare to breathe at all.

He was breathless—partly from the hand constricting his throat, and partly from sheer terror.

Reflected in the mirror, his first instinct was to squeeze his eyes shut, but sheer willpower forced him to keep them open.

The Fierce Ghost drew nearer. His mouth fell open in terror as he waited for the ghost’s face to get closer… and closer.

’This is my chance!’

Jin Huai Zhong’s hand shot up, and he forcefully slapped the talisman paper onto the ghost’s forehead.

Instantly, flames erupted, scorching the ghost’s soul.

With a final, piercing shriek, the Fierce Ghost dissolved into a wisp of black smoke and vanished from the mortal realm.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Chen Xu spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face a mask of astonishment. “How is that possible? Who killed one of my ghosts!”

The reason Chen Xu suffered such a severe punishment from the Heavenly Dao was not only because he had murdered for money in his early years, but also because he kept numerous ghosts.

He trained ghosts to do his bidding, and the methods used to refine them were exceptionally cruel, sinister, and vile.

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