Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2387 - 2323: If Only She Were Dead

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...
Chiang Xiao mastered drawing three new talismans and uncovered the true nature of the Ice Seal Talisman as a swift pain-reliever, far more immediate than Spirit Spring Water, sparking her excitement over its potential uses, including easing childbirth pains. Lost in thoughts of her impending marriage to Meng Xinian on August 27th and the timing of starting a family, she emerged from her Space as dawn broke. In Ye Wanqing's room, Chen Kaijin awoke disoriented and chilled, sneezing amid confusion over the unchanged mess and Ye Wanqing's absence. Meanwhile, Ye Wanqing sat in the Public Security Office, seething with resentment toward Qin Xiaojun and Wang Lili for reporting her theft of pastries, desperately invoking Deng Qingjiang's name for protection amid their scornful glares.

So what if she brought up Deng Qingjiang?

So what if she admitted being supported by Deng Qingjiang?

After all, expulsion has already happened to her!

After all, the whole school is buzzing with these rumors about her.

In that instant, Ye Wanqing sensed a rebirth within herself.

She figured she might as well release everything, toughening up her resolve.

What harm could anyone possibly inflict on her?

Right now, her sole concern was Chen Kaijin.

Back then, terror gripped her so tightly that she couldn't tell if Chen Kaijin had truly perished.

Thus, once the Public Security Officer located Deng Qingjiang and he arrived, Ye Wanqing dashed to him like discovering her sole support.

"Qingjiang, wah wah wah, you've come at last! I was terrified!"

Deng Qingjiang halted her advance, blocking her from leaping into his embrace. They were in public, after all—it wouldn't look right.

"What on earth have you done? I've been away in D State for the last several days."

Ye Wanqing sensed she'd discovered her pillar of strength, convinced of Deng Qingjiang's affection for her. Shivering, she stammered, "I, I, that woman called Chen showed up at my place yesterday, I unintentionally pushed her over, then she lay still without stirring, panic overtook me, so I fled..."

Deng Qingjiang jolted in shock, inhaling sharply, then whispered urgently, "You didn't really go and kill her, right?"

Could Ye Wanqing possibly possess the nerve for such an act?

"I, it was accidental! I truly have no idea..." Genuine fear now seized Ye Wanqing.

"Can't you distinguish whether someone's alive or dead?"

Deng Qingjiang felt on the verge of exploding with rage at her.

Ye Wanqing burst into tears, gripping his attire tightly as she explained, "Panic overwhelmed me then; I was too afraid to approach and inspect closely."

"This situation is simply..."

Deng Qingjiang's mind flashed back to the individuals encountered on his D State journey, the striking mark left by one in particular, causing his pulse to race uncontrollably.

He knew that figure commanded a powerful subordinate, a female no longer youthful, around forty years old, robust and imposing like a male, yet yearning for a husband and an ordinary family existence.

She showed disdain for handsome, innocent youths fixated solely on her wealth.

Her desire centered on a genuine, sturdy partner.

If only...

At forty, she's merely somewhat senior to him.

Robust and imposing? She's female nonetheless.

Crucially, she wielded considerable influence over that powerful entity.

And vitally, she possessed her own substantial fortune.

For a man aiming to accomplish grand ambitions, trivial obstacles must not hold him back.

The issue involving Chen Kaijin proved challenging to settle.

In the past, he'd eagerly courted Chen Kaijin and utilized the Chen Family's connections to advance; starting a divorce from her would tarnish his reputation.

Should he ascend to a lofty status one day, such stains must remain minimal.

Besides, divorce remains a major scandal in these times.

Yet suppose Chen Kaijin met her end?

And suppose Ye Wanqing was the culprit?

He'd once envisioned a path forward with Ye Wanqing, but a fresh ambition now emerged, rendering separation from her unavoidable.

Naturally, should Ye Wanqing face execution for homicide, Deng Qingjiang would experience some sorrow and pang of loss, as authentic emotions had stirred for her.

"Qingjiang, what do I do next? I can't bear staying here; please get me out of this place." Ye Wanqing held fast to his garments, refusing to release.

At this point, he was her only anchor.

And she could never have imagined how swiftly Deng Qingjiang's thoughts raced ahead, scheming so deeply in mere moments.