Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 391 - 389: Denouncing the Ingrate’s Actions

Chapter 391: Chapter 389: Denouncing the Ingrate’s Actions

She always ranked at the top of her class and had been the standout student in school, so why was she considered any less excellent than Jiang Zhe?

After taking a shower, Jiang Zhe lay on the bed and asked Qin Jingchen, "Do you know about He Ling asking Xia Enci to train?"

"He Zizhou mentioned it to me. He used to be in the army and has always had a keen eye for potential. I’ve seen Xia Enci’s video; she indeed has a lot of strength, but she lacks skill, relying solely on brute force to overpower her opponent. When facing someone stronger than her, she’s no match."

Qin Jingchen’s assessment was very impartial.

Jiang Zhe shared the same opinion.

"If possible, I will persuade Enci to go. That would be better than having her tackle academic subjects."

Xia Enci really struggled with academic courses. Throughout senior year, many people were pressing down on her, studying alongside her, which only then unearthed her potential.

The courses in university were more liberal, and the people around her more relaxed; without interest, it was hard for her to cope with them.

She might as well add a suitable skill as an alternative.

The end of military training finally came, only the final military parade review was left.

Many people were exhausted after a month, having shed a layer of skin from fatigue.

Only Xia Enci remained increasingly spirited, to the point that the instructors were worn out trying to handle her.

The one oddity the instructors found was Jiang Zhe. Her military training performance was barely passable in every aspect, nothing exceptional.

But after a whole month, she showed not a hint of tiredness; she seemed even more energetic than the rest.

But because the others were too exhausted and Jiang Zhe was not one to show off, sitting to the side immersed in her own world, hardly anyone took notice of her condition.

When the military parade review was over, everyone sighed with relief, glad to have gotten rid of the bothersome training.

On the field, everyone started to leave in groups of twos and threes.

The student journalists recording the event held their cameras, capturing the final scenes.

Reporters from the local TV station who were there for news coverage had already begun to pack up.

"We’re liberated!"

"This is fantastic!"

"Jiang Zhe, your foster mother is looking for you!" Zhang Lingling ran over, followed by a woman.

Upon hearing this, many who were about to leave stood still.

A foster mother? Looking for Jiang Zhe?

It sounded like there was a story to be told.

Xia Enci glanced over and indeed saw a familiar woman following Zhang Lingling—it was none other than Liang Jinlan.

Liang Jinlan’s family company had gone bankrupt, her son was gone, her daughter too, and she looked extremely haggard.

Xia Enci had experienced her nasty schemes and wondered what sort of trouble she was planning to stir up by suddenly seeking out Jiang Zhe.

She immediately said, "You must be mistaken; Jiang Zhe doesn’t have a foster mother. Zhang Lingling, how can you bring just anyone into the school?"

Zhang Lingling replied, looking aggrieved, "I didn’t just bring her randomly. She said she was looking for Jiang Zhe and couldn’t contact her, so I thought I was being kind by letting her in. I didn’t mean to do it."

Hearing this, Xia Enci didn’t feel it was right to blame her.

The people around, hearing that there was a story, were even less inclined to leave now, staying behind to see what would happen.

A triumphant smile flashed in Zhang Lingling’s eyes.

She hadn’t intended to bother with Liang Jinlan either, not wanting to waste her time.

However, Liang Jinlan had spoken of many things that piqued her interest, which is why she ended up bringing Liang Jinlan over.

As for how Jiang Zhe was going to deal with it, that was Jiang Zhe’s own problem.

Who made her the foster mother, after all?

If she was so outstanding, she could handle such a small matter with ease, couldn’t she?

It was only then that Jiang Zhe lazily lifted her head, her eyes hiding a sharp glint as they swept over Liang Jinlan.

Liang Jinlan shivered and instinctively wanted to back away.

But then she thought, she already had nothing left, so why should she still fear Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen?

Liang Jinlan said loudly, "Jiang Zhe, I have something to talk to you about, don’t leave."

"Which eye of yours saw me leaving?" Jiang Zhe retorted.

Liang Jinlan felt awkward for a moment.

Xia Enci quickly said, "Let’s find a place to sit down and talk."

"No need to find a place, just talk right here," Liang Jinlan said, fearing that she would be at a disadvantage in a place with fewer people, and also because it would be less convenient for her to morally blackmail in such a setting.

Zhang Lingling stepped away from them and approached the reporters.

She worked in the student union, and both the school reporters and TV reporters knew her. They asked, "What’s happening here? Can we film and interview?"

"Go ahead," said Zhang Lingling.

The reporters immediately went over.

They could hear Liang Jinlan accusing Jiang Zhe, "Jiang Zhe, even though we don’t have much to do with each other now, I still raised you for over a decade. Whatever the case, there is the grace of upbringing."

"So what?" Jiang Zhe asked in return.

"So you should repay me for the money and effort I spent raising you all these years! Don’t say you don’t have money, I know you do. You just finished your exams, and you got a lot of prize money! I’m not asking for too much compensation for all these years, just give me a total of five hundred thousand, wouldn’t that be reasonable?" Liang Jinlan spoke out with her true intention.

She was used to living lavishly, and now that her family was bankrupt, she had no income to cover her expenses.

When she went to Jiang Fanyue, Jiang Fanyue would give her some money from time to time to show off in front of Jian Xiliang, but not much.

She also knew that Jiang Fanyue didn’t have much money, whereas Jiang Zhe, who had climbed the social ladder, had a lot.

So she had set her sights on Jiang Zhe long ago.

Only she had had few opportunities before.

Fortunately, today a classmate brought her in, and in front of so many people, she couldn’t think of any excuse Jiang Zhe could use to wriggle out of it.

The onlookers had already understood that this was Jiang Zhe’s foster mother coming to demand payment for raising her.

Everyone was talking loudly, some sympathized with Jiang Zhe, but others, seeing Liang Jinlan’s haggard and destitute appearance, inevitably blamed Jiang Zhe.

Especially a few classmates who really liked designer J and had a gripe with Jiang Zhe, couldn’t help but fan the flames, "This auntie is right, even as a foster mother who has shown the grace of raising her, shouldn’t it be acknowledged?"

"Yeah, no matter what misunderstandings there were, over a decade of raising her is real, isn’t it? Everyone knows how expensive it is to raise children these days."

Xia Enci said loudly, "It’s not like that at all!"

"Then what is it like?"

Xia Enci was unable to explain so much in such a short time, besides the countless indecencies Liang Jinlan had committed in the past, but summarizing all that, she feared it would turn out to be an extensive pity play, which would be disadvantageous.

Jiang Zhe walked out from the crowd at a leisurely pace and asked, "You say you raised me for over a decade, and now you want five hundred thousand from me, and with that, everything from before will be written off, is that right?"

"Of course! Although I don’t want to cut ties with you, but since you insist on it, I can only take back this five hundred thousand," Liang Jinlan’s voice rose as she saw Jiang Zhe seemed willing to pay.

The nearby reporters hurried to record the scene.