Chapter 21: The Adopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family Leaks Telepathy 21 The Cold Sister Aborts and Leaves…

Chapter 21: The Rich Family's Adopted Daughter Leaks Her Thoughts 21 – The Ice Queen Sister Has an Abortion and Leaves...

Xu Ziyan couldn’t imagine how much pain Fu Yazhen was feeling inside. After all, it had been a model devoted husband and a long-awaited child, but now things had turned out this way. Still, she held Fu Yazhen’s hand to give her strength, saying nothing.

"Admirable! That’s how one should be—decisive and never trapped by emotions. What’s the big deal? Life’s too short, so treating yourself like royalty is what really counts. After this ordeal, my sister will surely have smooth sailing and great fortune ahead! (a traditional blessing)"

Fu Yazhen felt warmth in her heart and squeezed Xu Ziyan’s hand in return. She had to admit, Xu Ziyan’s inner thoughts had comforted and strengthened her, making her even more certain that her decision was right.

Thinking of the plot, she said, "Xiao Yan, come with me for the surgery."

"Huh? Me?" Xu Ziyan was surprised. Their sisterly bond didn’t seem close enough for this.

Li Yunhui quickly interjected, "I should be the one to go, but I’m afraid I’d get too emotional and affect Yazhen’s mood. Xiao Yan, you go instead and take care of your sister for us."

"Oh, okay." Though she didn’t fully understand, Xu Ziyan agreed. After all, blood is thicker than water; even if they were usually like fair-weather sisters, when it came to real trouble, they were family. It made sense for her to step up, right?

In truth, this was the Fu family’s way of testing the plot’s boundaries—whether it would work remained to be seen.

The Fu family acted swiftly, arriving at the hospital early the next morning. Fu Yazhen authorized Xu Ziyan to handle her affairs, so it was Xu Ziyan who signed the surgical consent form. Fu Qiming busied himself running errands like fetching meds and water.

Shortly after Fu Yazhen was wheeled into the operating room, Xu Ziyan suddenly heard the system’s notification.

*"Congratulations, Host. Mission accomplished: Indirectly caused Fu Yazhen to lose her child and fall into a coma. Reward: 1 skill point."*

Xu Ziyan froze. *“What? I indirectly... Wait, Fu Yazhen is in a coma? Did something go wrong with the surgery?”*

001 (the system’s AI designation): *"Don’t panic, Host. The system detects that Fu Yazhen is currently unconscious due to anesthesia and will gradually wake up post-surgery."*

Xu Ziyan sighed in relief. So, she’d gamed the system again!

Beside her, Fu Qiming, who had been gripping a water bottle tightly, also secretly relaxed. He had stayed close to Xu Ziyan specifically to listen to her inner thoughts and see if the surgery would count as completing the mission.

Earlier, Xu Ziyan had supported Fu Yazhen’s decision to abort and even signed the consent form. Now, with the child gone and Fu Yazhen still unconscious, it perfectly mirrored the original plot’s outcome for Fu Yazhen on the surface. The test had succeeded—this actually worked!

Fu Qiming found an excuse to call the Fu family. With such an important result, it would greatly benefit them. They could even use acting or setups to complete missions in the future.

That evening, Fu Yazhen returned home to rest. While Xu Ziyan was in her room changing clothes, Fu Yazhen asked Fu Qiming, "Has Xiao Yan said anything? I didn’t hear any inner thoughts from her. Did the mission really complete?"

Fu Qiming was stunned. "She’s been mentally chatting with 001 nonstop—saying she doesn’t need to buy a yacht anymore, doesn’t need to trick you into going out to sea, doesn’t need to deal with that scumbag ex-husband... She even mentioned hiring some hired goons to fake an attack on her to see if she could complete the ‘tragic death’ ending.

"Just when we came in, she was mentally debating whether to order takeout to celebrate."

He belatedly widened his eyes. "Sis, you didn’t hear any of that?"

Fu Dongfeng and Li Yunhui also looked at Fu Yazhen in surprise. "We all heard it. You didn’t?"

Fu Yazhen shook her head, confused. "I didn’t hear anything."

The group exchanged glances, puzzled. They speculated that perhaps Fu Yazhen was still weak from the surgery, drained and weakened, making her unable to hear such fantastical inner thoughts.

This development left them all uneasy. Their fates weren’t set in stone yet, and the danger hadn’t passed. If they suddenly lost the ability to hear Xu Ziyan’s thoughts, how could they escape the predetermined plot? Would they have to confront Xu Ziyan directly?

That night, none of them slept well—except Xu Ziyan, who was overjoyed at completing the "sister’s storyline," feeling as if her lifeline had grown significantly longer. She sang and danced in the media room, grateful for the soundproofing that kept her raucous singing from being heard by everyone else.

The next day, the scumbag ex-husband, Zheng Wenbo, returned.

As soon as Zheng Wenbo arrived home, he distributed gifts and asked Fu Yazhen how she’d been these past few days. Knowing his true nature, his excellent acting made their skin crawl.

Fu Yazhen took out the divorce papers and said coolly, *"Sign this. We have a prenuptial agreement, so no asset division is needed. Let’s finalize the divorce and never see each other again."*

Zheng Wenbo was startled and looked around in confusion, "Wh-what's going on?"

Fu Dongfeng said sternly, "We know your identity. If you wanted revenge, you should’ve faced us head-on—I’d have even respected you for that. But sneaking around to get close to my daughter? Is this how Zheng Liqiang taught you?"

At the mention of Zheng Liqiang’s name, Zheng Wenbo realized they had investigated him thoroughly. There was no point in denying it. His face twisted as he spat out, "My father never got the chance to teach me anything—because you killed him!"

Fu Dongfeng sneered and tossed a stack of documents at him. Zheng Wenbo opened them to find evidence from the incident years ago.

Fu Dongfeng said coldly, "The Ding family paid off Zheng Liqiang to set me up, embezzling funds and breaking the law, nearly collapsing Fu Corporation’s financial chain. I just reported it to the police. The rest was on him—he dug his own grave."

"That’s impossible! My father took the fall for you—"

Before Zheng Wenbo could finish, Fu Yazhen stood up. "You never looked into it because you couldn’t stomach the truth about your parents. The truth is, all your suffering was caused by them. My father and I had nothing to do with it.

"Sign the papers. I already got rid of the baby. That kid wouldn’t have wanted you as a father."

With that, Fu Yazhen returned to her room. She needed rest and had nothing more to say to Zheng Wenbo.

Zheng Wenbo was too stunned to speak. When he first learned about the child, he hadn’t been opposed—in fact, he’d even wished it would be born deformed, just to hurt the Fu family. At times, he’d even entertained the idea of Fu Yazhen dying along with the child, though he hadn’t made concrete plans yet.

But now that the child was gone, his chest tightened with an unexpected ache. The child wouldn’t have wanted him as a father? Was that true? Was he really at fault? What had he done wrong?

Fu Dongfeng added, "Keep pushing, and I’ll make sure your parents’ graves aren’t left in peace."

"You’re disgusting!" Zheng Wenbo shot to his feet, his eyes bloodshot with fury.

Xu Ziyan thought to herself, *You’re the most disgusting one here. Who are you to judge? Hypocrite.*

Li Yunhui waved a hand dismissively. "Enough. We’re done talking. To protect our daughter, we’ll do whatever it takes. If you don’t want your parents’ resting place disturbed, sign the divorce papers and leave. From here on out, you stay out of our lives."

Zheng Wenbo clenched his jaw, locked in a silent standoff, but eventually, his hand shook as he signed the papers before storming out of the Fu residence.

None of this made sense. He’d only been gone a few days—how had everything flipped upside down? As he drove away, he suddenly thought of Xu Ziyan and frantically sent her a voice message, demanding an explanation—only to find she had just blocked him, but not before sending one last message: *"You piece of trash."*

Zheng Wenbo let out a bitter laugh. If he was trash, what did that make Xu Ziyan? Garbage?

Impulsively, he wanted to call the Fu family and expose Xu Ziyan’s true nature. But just as he was about to dial, he stopped himself. No, he wouldn’t tell them. Let that backstabbing snake stay with the Fu family. He’d wait for Xu Ziyan to betray them—he wanted to see the look on their faces when it happened.

Like Fu Yazhen said, he refused to admit his parents’ wrongdoing, so he clung to his hatred for the Fu family. Even with the evidence right in front of him, he chose to delude himself. But his revenge plan collapsed, forcing him out.

Thinking about the evidence, his face darkened. He’d had no idea the Dings were involved—which meant they were also his enemies.

Ding Jie had recently reached out, proposing to team up against the Fu family. Zheng Wenbo had planned to cooperate, using the chaos to harm Fu Yazhen and deal a heavy blow to the Fu family. But now, things had changed. Maybe he could infiltrate Ding Jie’s circle instead and strike when the time was right.

But before he could act, everything shifted again. The Fu family publicly announced Fu Yazhen’s divorce from him, stripped him of all his positions, and reclaimed his residence. Bound by the prenuptial agreement, he walked away with nothing—thrown out by security in the dead of night, penniless. When he tried calling Ding Jie afterward, the line was dead.

Ding Jie was busy, of course. A useless pawn wasn’t worth his time. He simply called Xu Ziyan for a quick update. She blew him off, "His real identity was exposed. Of course the Fu family wouldn’t keep him. Fu Yazhen isn’t stupid."

Thinking of her own plans, Xu Ziyan added, "Oh, by the way, I need to hire some people for a job. I’m broke, so I’ll be using your card. Helping me is helping you, right? You’re fine with that?"

Ding Jie chuckled. "Why wouldn’t I be? Do whatever you need."

Xu Ziyan smiled. "That’s all I needed to hear."

She quickly hired a few extras to stage a scene—a brutal attack on her in the streets.

The location and equipment were arranged by Ding Yao. After all, they were an entertainment company now—it was easy. The extras had no curiosity about the bizarre request; they assumed it was just rich people playing around. Their job was to act their parts, whether the footage was used or not. The money was too good to pass up.

So late one night, Xu Ziyan's car "conked out" by the roadside. As she got out to check, several "goons" dragged her into a dark alley and savagely beat her. In the end, her hand was stomped on, her mouth gagged, and she was drowned alive in a filthy ditch!

The scenes took an entire night to film. The makeup artist made Xu Ziyan look gruesomely convincing—as pitiful and brutalized as possible. The final shot of her tragic death was so gut-wrenching that even Ding Yao and Yang Anni couldn't bear it, immediately wrapping her in a towel once filming wrapped.

Xu Ziyan anxiously asked, "How was it? Did it turn out well? Can you tell what's happening?"

Several crew members nodded. "Yes, it's very clear. Goons hired by Ding Jie brutalized and murdered Xu Ziyan."

The highly paid editors worked on-site, cutting the footage as they filmed. Following the script's requirements, they had already pieced together a rough version with a clear and coherent storyline.

Finally, Xu Ziyan heard the delightful notification:

*[Congratulations, Host! Mission Complete: "Brutalized and Murdered" by Ding Jie's hired men.]* It was indeed Ding Jie's money that paid for the actors—and this plot? Wasn't it exactly "brutalized and murdered"? Bingo!