Chapter 36: No Regrets

Chapter 36: No Regrets

Zheng Qiaoling looked disdainful: "Forget it, I don’t need you. You’re completely useless, totally worthless."

After saying that, she shoved Yang Jingyu out of the way and stormed in.

Somehow, she got her hands on a loudspeaker and stood in the open space in front of the dormitory of the song and dance troupe. She turned it on and tested it with a "Testing, testing."

After confirming it worked, she cleared her throat: "Jiang Jingru, Jiang Jingru, come out! Can you hear me? Come out if you dare! You, a fickle and loose woman, dare to cheat on the hero guarding the border, get pregnant before marriage, and spread nasty rumors about others, plotting to steal someone else’s treasure. What, now you’re hiding like a coward?"

It was just after lunch, a time for relaxing. Zheng Qiaoling's voice was crisp and clear, and her words, amplified by the loudspeaker, reached almost everyone.

Almost everyone came out, and soon the open space in front of the dormitory was crowded with people.

They murmured to each other: "What's wrong with Jiang Jingru?"

"Is what she said true?"

"I always thought there was something off about her sudden arrest and coming back all bruised!"

"Wow, this is crazier than a soap opera."

"No way, I can’t believe this. She always acted so pure, but in private she’s so wild, even pregnant?"

"Hey, where’s Jiang Jingru? Is she really too scared to show her face?"

Jiang Jingru had crept back from the police station that morning, beaten black and blue by Zhang Jinbao, a total mess, obviously unable to work. The troupe's leaders had ordered her to go back and reflect.

So she had been hiding in her dorm, too scared to come out, not even eating lunch.

Now, hearing someone air her dirty laundry with a loudspeaker, she froze. Who, who was trying to ruin her?

She thought her transmigration had already given her a rough start, but it could get even worse.

At first, she didn't care much about getting pregnant before marriage; in modern times, it wasn't a big deal.

Just get an abortion, and if she couldn’t have kids later, it wouldn’t be a big deal. As long as she successfully got the money and married the male lead, everything would be fine.

But why!

She hadn’t gotten over the shock that the frame didn’t have Mi Fei’s real work. After returning, she had been wondering whether the plot had changed, causing the authentic work to disappear, or whether Song Xilan also knew about it and had hidden the authentic work in advance.

And now, why? Who was trying to destroy her?

It must be Song Xilan. Maybe she was also a transmigrator like herself, knowing everything.

No, if she were a transmigrator, she shouldn't change the plot. Following the original plot, she would be the rightful female lead. Why, why on earth!

Jiang Jingru frantically grabbed her hair, turning it into a mess.

Someone knocked on the door: "Jiang Jingru, come out quickly, the troupe leader is here, calling you out to explain what's going on!"

Zheng Qiaoling's shouting not only attracted a crowd of onlookers but also alarmed the leaders of the song and dance troupe. To avoid causing too much negative impact, they took Zheng Qiaoling and her group to the meeting room and sent someone to call Jiang Jingru over.

Jiang Jingru, in a daze, walked over to open the door like a puppet.

Her ghostly look startled the two people who came to get her. She used to be a beauty, but after just two days, she had turned into this ghostly figure?

Jiang Jingru, like a walking corpse, came to the meeting room and unsurprisingly saw Song Xilan and Jiang Chengxiao. She sneered: "The three-day deadline hasn't passed yet, what, can't wait? I should’ve known, you’re all lying scoundrels, I shouldn’t have trusted you."

Song Xilan looked at her incredulously, "So, even now, you don’t think you’ve done anything wrong? It’s all everyone else’s fault?"

Jiang Jingru retorted, "Me? What did I do wrong? If it weren’t for you deliberately targeting me, trying to harm me, would I have ended up in this state today?" She suddenly burst out hysterically, "I just arrived here, who have I offended? Why are you treating me like this!"

Jiang Chengxiao lunged forward, barely holding himself back from hitting her, only pointing at her with a mix of grief and indignation, "Do you know how Guang Shan died? He was beaten to death by smugglers while protecting our national treasures! And what were you doing? You colluded with antique dealers to sell our national treasures to foreigners. Do you realize what you’re doing? It’s treason—you’re acting like a traitor. How can you face Guang Shan, how can you face our soldiers who have shed blood and sweat defending our country at the borders?"

This was the first time Song Xilan had seen Jiang Chengxiao like this, and she felt a pang of heartache, remembering how he’d casually described that brutal battle, her heart aching.

Just moments ago, she was still hesitating, wondering if they were being too harsh on Jiang Jingru.

Because the thoughts flooding her mind were all about feeling sorry for Jiang Jingru, blaming them for their actions.

But the moment Jiang Chengxiao spoke, her regret vanished.

To some, the transmigrated woman had just arrived and was thrust into this chaos, which was indeed quite tragic.

But contacting antique dealers to sell Mi Fei’s authentic works, spreading rumors about her going to the OB-GYN—these were all things she did herself after transmigrating here!

If she hadn’t done all this, she wouldn’t be in this mess now.

After Jiang Chengxiao spoke those words, the barrage in Song Xilan’s mind paused for a moment.

When it started scrolling again, the sentiment had changed.

"No matter what, letting national treasures leave the country is just wrong."

"Didn’t someone say we’d spend 29.99 million yuan in the future to buy back a genuine Mi Fei piece? Heartbreaking, truly heartbreaking."

"Someone who has read the original plot mentioned that when I saw this plot last time, I didn’t even think about this aspect and actually felt quite pleased that the female lead earned over a hundred thousand at once. That was really inappropriate."

"Actually, we can’t entirely blame Jiang Jingru, she only contacted the antique dealers. Who the antique dealers want to sell to isn’t something she can decide!"

At this moment, Jiang Jingru shouted unwillingly, "What’s it got to do with me? Taxpayers fund you—defending the country is your job, it’s what you’re supposed to do! Isn’t there state compensation for those who die? It’s not me who killed him, why are you venting at me? I just wanted to earn some money, to live a good life, is that wrong?"