Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 200 Brother-in-law is the Ex 100_1

Chapter 200: Chapter 200 Brother-in-law is the Ex 100_1

Huang Lei, fuming with anger, turned on Ho Zhen and let loose her fury, "Hmph, they all look down on me."

"I’ll show them, I just wasn’t trying hard enough before."

"Once I start putting in the effort, I’ll definitely be more formidable than Huang Jing."

Ho Zhen had heard this speech too many times, and he didn’t believe a word of it, "You figure out how to pay your tuition for the studies you want to undertake."

Such an indifferent attitude from Ho Zhen made Huang Lei so angry that she jumped up and started arguing with him.

Ho Zhen wasn’t the type to give in easily, and the couple had started fighting, resulting in Huang Jing, who was working overtime, receiving a call from Zhang Xiaoya.

Honestly, she really didn’t want to go; leaving work at this hour wasn’t impossible, but driving to the city and then back would take at least three hours in total.

However, she couldn’t resist Zhang Xiaoya’s persistent requests, and she reluctantly agreed; besides, she was quite curious about and admired Huang Lei.

By the time she arrived at the hospital, she found Huang Lei lying alone on the hospital bed, "Where’s Ho Zhen?"

"He got a call from a friend and left," Huang Lei burst into tears upon seeing Huang Jing, "I almost had a miscarriage."

"How could that bastard just leave me like that? He went out just because his friend called him for a drink," Huang Lei felt more aggrieved the more she thought about it.

Huang Jing quietly nestled on the side, listening to Huang Lei complain and vent for a long time. When the irate Huang Lei noticed Huang Jing’s silence, she asked, "Do you think I’m pitiful right now?"

Huang Jing hummed in response, remembering how they had once treated the original host, "Yeah, don’t you think you look like a madwoman now? If I were Ho Zhen, I wouldn’t like you either."

"I’m also curious, aren’t there always people like this in your friend circle? Didn’t you used to enjoy going to bars too?"

"Now that Ho Zhen is like this, shouldn’t you have something in common with him?" Huang Jing admitted she truly couldn’t understand.

Huang Lei glared at Huang Jing fiercely, "I’m already in such a sorry state, and you’re not going to comfort me?"

"Comfort you for what?" Huang Jing retorted, "Do you need comforting?"

"You’ve gone round and round and ended up back with him, which means you two are true love."

"If it’s true love, then don’t fuss over these things," Huang Jing yawned, "You have so much energy to yell at people, which means things aren’t that bad."

"I’m leaving." Huang Jing picked up her phone and spoke into it, "Mom, you can rest easy, Huang Lei is in high spirits."

"Ho Zhen is out socializing, and I’m going back to rest."

Even Ho Zhen didn’t stay; she had even less reason to.

Huang Lei couldn’t believe that Huang Jing had essentially done a live broadcast, "You, you...?"

"Otherwise, how can I prove you’re full of energy, that you’re okay?" Huang Jing stood up to leave.

"Oh, and if I were you, I’d never call your old love rival over for something so humiliating."

Huang Jing smiled joyfully, "After all, looking at you now, all I can do is clap and cheer."

"Cheer in all sorts of ways."

"I won’t feel sorry for you because this is retribution."

Huang Jing got up to leave, "Oh, and when your baby is born, don’t notify me; I won’t show up, and neither will the gift money."

Watching Huang Jing walk away, Huang Lei was so angry she wanted to curse, but just then her abdomen hurt again, and she had no choice but to ring for assistance.

The nurses at the nurse station, having heard Huang Lei’s cursing, had long wanted to scold her, worrying that she might disturb the rest of the patients.

The nurse’s attitude was poor, but Huang Lei had no choice but to endure it, no matter how unhappy she was.

Huang Jing got back into the car and sent a message to Zhang Xiaoya, "Don’t inform me about Huang Lei’s matters in the future."

Zhang Xiaoya wasn’t surprised at the message sent by Huang Jing, knowing that this time she could exert pressure on Huang Jing using her seniority.

Zhang Xiaoya truly couldn’t understand what Huang Lei was thinking; before, she had seemed so aggrieved, as pitiful as one could possibly be.

If it hadn’t been for her being like this, Zhang Xiaoya wouldn’t have bothered to find Huang Jing, and she couldn’t be bothered to deal with Huang Lei, who she thought was a complete fool.

Events unfolded exactly as Huang Jing had requested: all matters concerning Huang Lei, giving birth to a child, making a fuss about divorcing Ho Zhen, and leaving with nothing but her son to return to her parents’ home after the divorce.

Zhang Xiaoya and Huang Lixin did not inform Huang Jing, as to whether Huang Lei was persuaded by Zhang Xiaoya or was too embarrassed on her own accord, she never approached Huang Jing again.

Even when Huang Lei returned to her parents’ home with her son, Huang Jing never encountered them whenever she visited Huang Lixin and his wife.

Whether Huang Lei wanted to avoid Huang Jing out of spite or resentment for Huang Jing’s cruelty, she just avoided her.

Huang Jing was happy not to see Huang Lei and her son; even though she could sense Zhang Xiaoya’s occasional pointed remarks, hoping that she would take some care of Huang Lei’s son, she pretended not to hear them.

Even without having seen Huang Lei’s son, Huang Jing knew that the child was spoilt by both Zhang Xiaoya and Huang Lei, a poor student and a big spender.

Of course, Huang Jing had only heard about this through relatives and had never inquired about it, for to Huang Jing, even without any offspring of her own, there was no such issue as depending on Huang Lei’s son for her old age.

By the time Huang Jing arrived at the hospital, Zhang Xiaoya was at life’s final moment, waiting for her younger daughter’s arrival; Huang Lei knew why her mother hadn’t closed her eyes yet.

Crying out of sadness, what grieved her was that with Zhang Xiaoya’s passing, the family’s sturdy tree had fallen. Though she had a retirement pension, it wouldn’t be enough for her and her son.

She was now counting on Huang Jing to soften her stance, for if she did, they wouldn’t have to worry about their lives falling into difficulty.

Entering the ward, Huang Jing saw many relatives and knew they were trying to morally bind her, right?

Too bad she wasn’t that kind of person; Huang Jing inwardly shook her head – she had tried hard for so many years, all to no avail, and did they really think a so-called dying declaration would have any effect on her?

Huang Jing walked to the bedside and held Zhang Xiaoya’s hand tightly, "Mom, don’t worry, the apartment in your name, I won’t fight Huang Lei for it. Just leave it to her and her son."

"You, you, I worry about you, you have no children..." Zhang Xiaoya knew this was Huang Jing’s forte, but she was running out of time and didn’t want to beat around the bush with her.

No descendants? Huang Jing’s face turned slightly unpleasant, "It’s true that I have no descendants, but Xia Ke’s son is my son."

"As for the assets in my name, I’ve already decided. After I’m gone, everything will be donated, to the scholarship fund I established a few years back." Huang Jing repeated the allocation of her assets once more.

Zhang Xiaoya, of course, was aware of the scholarship fund established by Huang Jing, which had helped many people—something that many had mentioned to her.

She was actually unhappy about it; it wasn’t like the family didn’t need help, yet instead of helping her own, she preferred to assist strangers. But there was nothing she could do about it.

Only now did she realize that the money previously donated was just a small amount, and the real fortune had yet to be given away.

Huang Lei was stunned, looking at Huang Jing in amazement. Although she had never married, she had been fortunate; her former colleague had started a business, and she had invested some money. Even though it was a very small share, it was still a considerable fortune.

She had actually hoped Huang Jing would leave this portion of assets for her son, but it turned out they were all going to be donated, how could she not go insane?

Huang Lei was shocked; her son wasn’t much better. In his heart, this rich but unkind aunt would still have to rely on him, her nephew, when she got old, but now what?

No matter how shocked Zhang Xiaoya was, she knew she couldn’t change Huang Jing’s mind. She could only leave, carrying the worry for her elder daughter and grandchildren, and the dissatisfaction with Huang Jing.

After the funeral arrangements for Zhang Xiaoya were taken care of, Huang Jing and Huang Lei handled the property transfer, "We should not contact each other in the future."

After saying that, Huang Jing got into her car and left, unwilling to see Huang Lei’s expression of frustration or anger.