Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 668 - 669 The Real Heiress Does Not Return to Her Place 1_1

Chapter 668: Chapter 669 The Real Heiress Does Not Return to Her Place 1_1

When Huang Man reappeared in the empty room, she took a long breath and had completed another mission.

Aside from being unmarried, Huang Man considered her life quite successful.

She had a successful career, adopted several children, and through some technological means, had children of her own bloodline.

If she had to speak of regrets, it would probably be that she never got married.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to get married; in her youth, she was busy making money and expanding her business.

Once her career was successful, and she became a wealthy person, many pursued her, but all had their motives.

Over time, Huang Man grew tired of playing these love games. After all, with sons and daughters, and a male best friend to talk to, why bother finding a boyfriend?

And so, Huang Man completed her life journey, of course not before bidding farewell to Zhao Mei.

Although Zhao Mei gathered all her courage to criticize Huang Man for her lack of filial piety before she died, Huang Man merely smiled.

After all, the filial daughter Zhao Mei had hoped for long ceased to exist, and the fact that she could live to a ripe old age, in Huang Man’s eyes, truly was far stronger than what Huang Zhiqiang and the others had.

As for the assets Zhao Mei left behind, Huang Man donated all of it; she had said she wouldn’t take Zhao Mei’s assets, and she kept her word.

Even when Zhao Mei died, although she was the only daughter left, Huang Man never thought of taking the money.

She donated it all, paving every road in the village with concrete, building an entertainment room for the elderly, and renovating the sewage pipes.

Huang Man still remembered her last visit to pay respects to Huang Zhiqiang and the others. Huang Zhiqiang and his wife were buried together, and since Huang Xin died without children, he was naturally buried with them.

Huang Lina spent her whole life wanting to marry a rich man, but after a lifetime of searching, she met with a bleak end. Even her funeral expenses were covered by Zhao Mei.

As Huang Man was summarizing this mission, the System had completed its scoring.

Huang Man looked at the score, which wasn’t very high, and raised an eyebrow, "Seems like, a tender-hearted client."

Originally she was worried that the original host might think she was heartless because she could have stopped Li Na from working at the nightclub, but she stayed silent.

If only she had intervened, Li Na’s life could have changed, and Huang Xin might not have died.

System: Do you regret it? After all, you had thought about this possibility back then.

Regret? Zhang Yu thought for a moment, then shook her head: I don’t regret it, nor do I want to regret it. If Huang Xin hadn’t died, would Zhao Mei have been so compliant later on?

Zhao Mei knew she couldn’t count on Huang Lina, and even if Huang Lina tried to stir her up to make trouble later on, Zhao Mei didn’t budge.

If Huang Xin had been around, for her precious son, Huang Man believed Zhao Mei definitely would not have let her off easily.

Especially when she later returned to her country to start a new business, any trouble from Zhao Mei would have caused many difficulties.

Zhang Yu: Maybe I wouldn’t have been able to complete the mission well. Would my score have been high then?

The System didn’t know how to answer Zhang Yu, right, if the mission weren’t completed, the score wouldn’t be high.

The System also didn’t want to discuss this hypothetical scenario with Zhang Yu, as it was an unsolvable assumption.

System: Proceed directly to the new mission?

Zhang Yu hummed affirmatively: Help me clear the negative emotions.

The original host was dissatisfied with her, and Zhang Yu’s mood wasn’t great either. There were several times she had thought of ways to deal with Huang Lina but refrained due to considering the original host’s feelings and did not take harsh action.

Zhang Yu, rubbing her eyes, looked up and found a countdown paper on the desk, reading: "300 days left until the college entrance examination."

Zhang Yu stared at the note for a long time, then rolled her eyes, "Why is it a college entrance exam again."

She didn’t even know how many times she had taken the college entrance exams, but every task, if it involved the exams, would be passed in one go.

However, given the number of tasks, the exams she participated in also increased, making her a regular at the college entrance exams.

No matter what she thought internally, since she was participating in the tasks, no matter how difficult, she had to complete them.

Taking a deep breath, she first wanted to see whether this little beauty had chosen arts or sciences, naturally hoping she had chosen sciences.

Her knowledge in sciences should be enough to tackle the college entrance exams, even if she had to take them now, she should be able to manage.

If it were the arts, that would truly be fumbling in the dark, knowing absolutely nothing.

Glancing at the books on and around the desk, all of them were science-related, which made Zhang Yu sigh with relief, "Sciences are good."

"Sciences are good."

At least there wasn’t a need to memorize too much stuff; memorizing so much was really brain-draining.

Zhang Yu sighed with relief, ready to accept the client’s situation and requests.

Before long, Zhang Yu was completely perplexed, as the other side’s request was really simple: to take the college entrance exam, get into a university, and live well beyond that.

After that, there were no other conditions, which truly astonished Zhang Yu. After accepting tasks for so long, the more requirements there were, the better; the clearer the completion strategy.

The simpler the tasks’ requirements, the more baffling they became, truly leaving one at a loss on how to complete them.

Zhang Yu inwardly lamented that today’s task wouldn’t be easy to complete, then began to look over the young girl’s information.

Soon, she let out a helpless sigh, "Truly a lady’s body with a cannon fodder’s fate."

The foster parents had passed away while the girl was in her second year of high school. By then, the girl had already turned 16 and thus inherited her foster parents’ estate and continued her studies.

Her thought process was straightforward: get into a university to fulfill her foster parents’ unachieved dream of tertiary education.

The girl’s grades were not exceptionally outstanding, but they were decent enough in her grade to get into a fairly good university.

Unfortunately, just when the girl was full of anticipation for the college entrance exam, a turning point in her life arrived.

One day, while buying review materials, she saw an old lady struggling to cross the road and spontaneously offered to help her across.

In her mind, it was just a simple act of assistance, not something to dwell on.

Not long after, someone came to the school, claiming they were her real parents, and the old lady she had assisted was her biological grandmother.

The girl was dumbfounded; never in her wildest thoughts had she imagined that her parents weren’t her birth parents and that a hospital’s mistake had led to a baby-switching incident.

And it wasn’t just a simple switch, but rather a chain of mix-ups, as they had been searching for the girl all along.

If it hadn’t been for the old lady passing by, and if the girl hadn’t looked like her birth father when he was younger, they might have never found her.

Just like that, the girl went home with her so-called birth parents, thinking there would be more people to love her.

Like her expected brother who was waiting for her return, and her birth parents who were too busy to pick her up in person.

She only learned later that her so-called parents busy with work, and her brother busy with studies, were actually all pandering to the family’s princess, the one living under her name at home.

Because this girl’s grades weren’t good enough, and aware of the true daughter’s academic prowess, she threw a fit, resulting in the family rushing to console her.

"Zhang Li, rest assured, I can complete your task well," Zhang Yu paused, "and when the time comes, remember to give me a decent score, okay?"