The Fake Rich Daughter Knows a Bit of Metaphysics and Leads Her Whole Family to Become Wealthy - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: The Ghost in the Fog

Jiang Zhixu turned around. “This is the computer I bought for you.”

“Third Brother, what do you think? Do you like it?” she asked.

Looking at the brand-new computer, keyboard, mouse, and game console, Jiang Zhilei was at a loss for words.

“Zhizhi, you didn’t have to buy this for me,” he said.

He felt like a useless person, and he didn’t need it.

Jiang Zhixu patted him on the shoulder. “Third Brother, I didn’t buy this computer just to see you looking so down.”

“You’re still young, and you have infinite possibilities. I hope you can find your own path.”

To persuade Jiang Zhilei, Jiang Zhixu leaned in close to his ear. “Don’t you want to help share the burden for our family?”

“Third Brother, computers are great. There are many things that can be done with them.”

Facing Jiang Zhixu’s trust, Jiang Zhilei’s lips moved, and his eyes turned slightly red. “I know.”

“Zhizhi, I won’t let you down,” he promised.

His Zhizhi trusted him so much, and he couldn’t disappoint her.

Since he couldn’t leave the house, he would find a way to make it work without leaving.

“Good, I believe in Third Brother,” Jiang Zhixu said, smiling brightly.

In the evening, the family waited for Jiang Zhiyǔ to come home for dinner. As the one who was always busy with work, Jiang Zhiyǔ was always the last to arrive, but no one said a word. They were all waiting for him.

After dinner, Jiang Zhixu walked into Jiang Zhiyǔ’s room with a glass of milk. “Brother,” she said.

Jiang Zhiyǔ was busy looking at documents. When he saw Jiang Zhixu, he rubbed his nose. “Zhi Xu’s here.”

“Are you very tired?” Jiang Zhixu asked.

“Did something happen?”

Jiang Zhixu placed the milk on his desk and sat down in the chair.

“I learned some things at the Bai family too, so you can tell me about it,” she said.

Jiang Zhiyǔ pinched her cheek. “No need, I can handle it.”

“Is it not about the plan, I think it’s about money,” Jiang Zhixu probed.

Indeed, Jiang Zhiyǔ’s expression changed slightly, although he quickly masked it. Jiang Zhixu still noticed it.

“It’s fine, there’s no problem with funding,” Jiang Zhiyǔ said.

“Go get some rest, I can handle it,” he added.

Since he didn’t want to talk about it, Jiang Zhixu didn’t press the issue.

As she left the room, she saw Jiang Shengnan holding a water cup and getting water.

Noticing that his legs weren’t steady, Jiang Zhixu quickly went over to help. “Dad, let me do it.”

“Thanks, Zhizhi,” Jiang Shengnan said with a gentle smile, his demeanor refined and scholarly, much like a traditional teacher.

“What did you used to do, Dad?” Jiang Zhixu asked casually.

When this topic came up, Jiang Shengnan’s smile faltered slightly. “Nothing much, just an ordinary teacher.”

“It’s getting late, Zhizhi, go get some rest. You have to go to work early tomorrow,” he said.

“It’s because I’m not good enough that I’ve burdened all of you,” Jiang Shengnan added, implying that his Zhizhi had to suffer because of him.

Otherwise, his Zhizhi wouldn’t have to go out and suffer.

Jiang Zhixu supported his arm. “Don’t say that, Dad. This is just me adapting to society early.”

“So I can survive better in the future,” she added.

“It’s just that Big Brother seems to be dealing with something. I don’t know much about the company’s affairs, but I can understand some partnership plans. I wish I could help him,” Jiang Zhixu said.

“Zhizhi is already amazing,” Jiang Shengnan thought to himself.

From a wealthy family’s pampered daughter to an ordinary girl working every day, Jiang Zhixu had endured so much.

Jiang Shengnan stroked her head, feeling a pang of sadness. He was useless, unable to protect his children.

“Go get some rest, and have a good dream,” he said.

“Okay, Dad, goodnight,” Jiang Zhixu replied.

“Goodnight,” Jiang Shengnan said.

After Jiang Zhixu went to bed, Jiang Shengnan struggled with himself for a while before knocking on Jiang Zhiyǔ’s door.

Jiang Zhiyǔ was slightly surprised to see his father. “Dad, you…”

Jiang Shengnan leaned on his cane and slowly walked inside. “Tell me, what’s going on with the company?”

“It’s fine, Dad,” Jiang Zhiyǔ said.

Jiang Shengnan smiled. “Don’t forget, I used to be a CEO. If it weren’t for…”

“Never mind, let’s not talk about that. Tell me what’s going on, and I’ll do my best to help. Now that Zhizhi is back, our family’s life is getting better and better. This small house can’t contain our happiness.”

In the future, when Zhiyǔ and the others get married, they can’t even afford to give them a wedding gift or a house.

Jiang Shengnan sat down in a chair and picked up the documents on the desk, starting to read.

In the next room, Jiang Zhilei sat in front of the computer, searching for something nonstop.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhiyu leaned against the headboard, reading medical data, with a tablet beside him playing surgical teaching courses.

Only Jiang Zhixu lay in bed, playing a lottery-like game and won a red string bell.

688 perched on her shoulder. “Host, this is a ghost-repelling bell. It has space inside that can hold ghosts and store objects.”

Jiang Zhixu’s eyes lit up. “Can Lin Mu stay inside?”

For the past two days, Lin Mu had been staying in the black umbrella, but it was inconvenient to carry it everywhere.

If she could put him in the bell…

688 “Yes, host, he can.”

“That’s great,” Jiang Zhixu smiled, satisfied, and asked 688 to help her wear the red string bell on her wrist.

The next day, Jiang Zhixu went to the flower shop on time.
As she was wrapping flowers, Qin Ye suddenly arrived.

“How much are the sunflowers?” he asked.

Jiang Zhixu replied automatically, “One yuan per flower.”

When she looked up, she saw Qin Ye.

“Brother Qin, why are you here? Did the case make any progress?” she asked.

Qin Ye handed her the sunflowers. “Not yet. It’s been two years, so it’s difficult to investigate.”

“But we do have a lead now,” he added.

“That’s good,” Jiang Zhixu said. As long as Lin Mu could get justice, waiting wasn’t a big deal.

“Can you send some green plants to our police station later? The office feels a bit dull,” Qin Ye requested.

“Sure, as long as Brother Qin pays,” Jiang Zhixu said with a smile, holding out her hand.

Qin Ye chuckled and poked her forehead. “Don’t worry, I won’t shortchange you.”

“Remember to bring the invoice and receipt later. I’ll reimburse it,” he added.

Jiang Zhixu. “Got it.”

“I’m off,” Qin Ye said, picking up the wrapped sunflowers, paying, and walking out of the shop.

He suddenly felt that the weather was really nice today.

After getting a big order, Jiang Zhixu called out to Xia Wan for help and then personally drove to deliver the flowers.

As time passed, Jiang Zhixu rode her electric scooter home after a busy day, with a bouquet of fresh flowers still in the basket behind her.

She slowly rode along the street, but suddenly, a thick fog rolled in.

Jiang Zhixu stopped the scooter and carefully observed her surroundings. She even detected a ghostly aura.

There was a ghost.

With a flick of her finger, a fire talisman appeared in her hand.

At this moment, there was movement ahead. A weak figure stumbled out of the fog, swaying unsteadily.

Looking at the intermittent aura around him, Jiang Zhixu determined that he was a ghost.

Lin Mu emerged from the bell on her wrist. “He’s a ghost.”

“I know. You go back in. I can handle this,” Jiang Zhixu said.

“But…”

“If you don’t go back in, the ghostly officials will come. Don’t you want to see your parents? Don’t you want justice?” Jiang Zhixu asked.

Lin Mu gritted his teeth and retreated into the bell.

Jiang Zhixu watched as the weak ghost approached her, his eyes fixed on her before he suddenly looked up.

“Save… save me…” he said before collapsing to the ground.

Wait, he fainted?
Just like that?

She hadn’t even done anything, and he fainted?