Chapter 30: The Adopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family Leaks Telepathy 30 New Story Started “Mom…

Chapter 30: The Adopted Daughter's Heart-to-Heart 30

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Xu Ziyan returned to the country after several days of leisure. The moment she stepped off the plane, she heard the system notification.

"Congratulations, host! You have completed the plot: indirectly facilitating the union of the male and female leads, resulting in their love's offspring. Completion of a major plot rewards 5 skill points!"

"Hahahaha!" Xu Ziyan froze for a second before bursting into uncontrollable laughter.

Her four attractive companions turned to look at her. Xu Ziyan waved her phone. "Just saw a hilarious joke. Haha, too funny! Come on, let’s go. I’m in a great mood today—dinner’s on me!"

Xu Ziyan was practically floating with joy. "001, didn’t I tell you my luck has improved? Look at this—rewards coming while I'm enjoying myself! This is what you call winning without lifting a finger!"

001 was equally excited. It never expected that after exhausting all possible plotlines, such a reward would suddenly appear. The two leads had completed the plot themselves. Since the system credited Xu Ziyan with "indirectly facilitating" it, her words and actions must have spurred them into action, leading them to marry and have a child ahead of time. Talk about incredible luck!

And indeed, that was exactly what happened. Because of Xu Ziyan, Ding Jie began doubting Bai Qingqing’s innocence and kindness, causing his love for her to halve. Coupled with the series of misfortunes and career crises he faced, he had no energy left for romance.

This left Bai Qingqing feeling insecure. Desperate to strengthen her hold on Ding Jie and achieve upward mobility, she deliberately got pregnant early. Just as Ding Jie was worrying that his father might groom his grandson as the heir, Bai Qingqing delightedly announced that they were expecting a smart, adorable baby.

The child became Ding Jie’s advantage. Even if he couldn’t defeat Ding Yao, at least he now had a child who could compete with Ding Yao’s future offspring. Thus, Ding Jie took the pregnancy seriously, immediately hiring a nanny to care for Bai Qingqing.

When Bai Qingqing proposed marriage, Ding Jie hesitated at first, thinking a well-connected wife could be an asset. But his reputation had taken a nosedive recently, and Xu Ziyan’s disdain—dating minor celebrities—had deeply provoked him. In a fit of impulsiveness, he imagined secretly marrying Bai Qingqing, then triumphantly producing his marriage certificate in Xu Ziyan’s face when she inevitably came crawling back after his comeback.

So, on a whim, he and Bai Qingqing quietly tied the knot. Holding the marriage certificate, Ding Jie realized that deep down, he had always resented being an illegitimate child. Perhaps subconsciously, he had wanted to marry Bai Qingqing all along—he couldn’t let his child suffer the same shame and stigma he had endured.

But this realization made him resent Bai Qingqing for getting pregnant without his consent. His joy diminished significantly, and after handing her over to the nanny, he holed up in his study, working day and night on his project.

Bai Qingqing didn’t mind. She was now officially Mrs. Ding. Even if Ding Jie had been disowned, he was still of Ding blood and would eventually return to the family. When that happened, her son would be the eldest grandson of the Ding conglomerate—born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

If Song Jie, a mere mistress, could live lavishly, how could she, the official wife, fare any worse? Having achieved her social climb, she no longer needed to grovel for Ding Jie’s favor. Her unborn child was her ultimate trump card. These days, she preferred shopping over pleasing him.

At first, she used the excuse of buying matching parent-child outfits—purchasing high-end items for both herself and the baby. Later, she claimed that as Mrs. Ding, she had to maintain appearances, and thus began splurging on clothes, bags, and jewelry. She even eyed villas and cars.

But when Ding Jie saw the credit card bills, he imposed a spending limit, citing heavy expenses and urging her to cut back.

Furious, Bai Qingqing’s stomach ached. Back when Xu Ziyan had spent Ding Jie’s money like water, he had laughed and told her to buy whatever she wanted. Now, Bai Qingqing hadn’t even spent a fraction of that—less than a few million—and he was suddenly stingy? Why the double standard?

Ding Jie, too, was displeased. Was this still the same pure, innocent girl he knew? She used to refuse expensive gifts, yet now, while he was pouring funds into his project, she splurged without a second thought. Had it all been an act? Was she just a gold-digger at heart?

Thus, the newlyweds became estranged, each nursing silent resentment toward the other.

Out of respect for her role as the mother of his child, Ding Jie compromised by gifting her a pink diamond necklace for her birthday. But Bai Qingqing, hormonal and emotional during pregnancy, burst into tears at the sight of it.

Ding Jie lost his temper. "You’re being unreasonable! You love pink diamonds—I picked this specially for you. What’s the problem now?"

Bai Qingqing sobbed, "You gave Xu Ziyan entire sets of pink diamond jewelry—each one more extravagant than the last, from the store’s crown jewels to rare auction gems. You didn’t even blink. But for me, it’s just a simple necklace, bought off the shelf. Why treat me like this? Admit it—you still have feelings for her!"

Ding Jie snapped, "Why do you keep comparing yourself to her? You two are nothing alike!"

Bai Qingqing’s crying halted as she stared at him in disbelief. "So that’s the truth, isn’t it? She’s the noble heiress, the moon in the sky, while I’m just some ordinary girl, dirt beneath your feet?"

"That’s not what I meant—" Ding Jie began, but Bai Qingqing had already slammed the bedroom door in his face. Rubbing his temples, he sighed in exhaustion. He truly hadn’t meant it that way.

What he wanted to say was that back then, he had needed to coax Xu Ziyan into helping him. Given her spoiled, difficult personality, the gifts were merely transactional—payment for services rendered.

But with Bai Qingqing, as his wife, their relationship was different. With finances tight, he had to prioritize funding his project. A birthday, an annual occurrence, warranted only a modest gift. Shouldn’t she understand and support him? Instead, she threw a tantrum. It made no sense.

Their argument ended bitterly, with Xu Ziyan completely unaware that despite her absence, chaos still revolved around her. Back then, she had deliberately demanded pink diamond jewelry to spite the leads—after all, she was their stepping stone and catalyst. She never expected the effects to linger this long, still causing strife between them. Meanwhile, Ding Jie, disowned by the Ding family, saw his connections and influence crumble. With Fu Qixuan secretly sabotaging him, he remained oblivious to the flaws in his project, growing increasingly convinced of its brilliance. No wonder Fu Qixuan had kept it so under wraps!

Xu Ziyan felt the timing was right and added fuel to the fire by going to Fu Qixuan's office to discuss the project, casually mentioning that it was about to launch—just loud enough for Lin Xiaoyun who was bringing coffee to the door, to overhear clearly.

Lin Xiaoyun immediately informed Ding Jie, who now felt a sense of urgency. Believing there was no time to waste, he hurriedly gathered the project proposal and all his preparations before rushing to Ding Corporation.

Ding Yao, who'd been in contact with Fu Qixuan, deliberately mocked him: "Dad, you should think carefully. My little brother here is always all failure and no success. How many embarrassments has he caused already? Is this so-called project just another joke?"

Ding Jie’s expression darkened. "This is something I’ve meticulously planned—"

"You always say that. Last time, you even dragged Dad into your mess. Even if it were a good project, you shouldn’t be the one in charge." Ding Yao crossed his legs, his dig hitting both Ding Jie and their father in one go.

Annoyed, Ding Senior instructed Ding Jie to present the project. Ding Jie responded bluntly, "Why not call a meeting with the shareholders and executives? I have full confidence in this project. Dad, believe in me—let me make up for past mistakes."

Ding Jie had taken Ding Yao’s words to heart. Right now, Ding Senior disliked him and favored Ding Yao. If he presented the project privately, what if Dad gave it to Ding Yao? That would leave him with nothing. Better to have all the key figures present so everyone knew the project was his brainchild.

Ding Senior frowned, studying him for a moment before agreeing. He knew his son’s capabilities—though Ding Jie had suffered recent setbacks, it was due to inexperience, not incompetence. Ding Yao had grown too defiant. Boosting Ding Jie would put Ding Yao in his place, reminding both sons who truly held power in the Ding family.

Thus, Ding Corporation convened a high-level meeting with all key figures in attendance. Ding Jie took the stage with confidence and presented his project. The flaws were well-hidden, requiring thorough investigation to uncover, so at this stage, the bigwigs were blown away.

"Did you really come up with this? This is your own project?"

After that gaming tournament disaster, the skepticism was understandable. Ding Jie’s expression soured, but he insisted, "Of course it’s mine. I’ve put my blood and sweat into this and only recently refined it enough to present."

After some discussion, the executives concluded, "As far as the project goes, it’s excellent. If successful, it could take Ding Corp to the next level. We think it’s worth a try—start with preliminary preparations, consider every angle, and once the plan is polished, we can launch. If issues arise during preparation, we can always halt it."

Old Man Ding was pleased. "Then Ding Jie will return to the company to oversee the preparations." Considering Ding Jie’s recent recklessness, he assigned two seasoned managers to assist him.

Ding Jie shot Ding Yao a glance, his eyes flashing with victory and venom. The Ding family would be his—Ding Yao had to disappear!

In the following weeks, Ding Corporation threw itself into preparing for the new project. Ding Jie also instructed Lin Xiaoyun to keep an eye on Fu Corporation, ensuring they didn’t beat them to the punch. Privately, he urged his men to deal with Ding Yao as soon as possible.

After sending Yang Anni away for filming, Ding Yao deliberately went to a bar alone—just as planned, he was kidnapped!

A few punches later, Ding Yao cursed inwardly—this fucking hurt! Fortunately, the bodyguards he’d hired were highly skilled. They subtly created enough disturbance to spook the kidnappers, who, feeling unsafe, decided to hurry through their employer’s demands and bundled Ding Yao onto a ship right away.

The exchange was straightforward—money for the hostage—but the kidnappers made sure to emphasize that once abroad, Ding Yao was to be maimed and left to beg on the streets. As the boat prepared to depart, they sent their employer a message confirming the mission’s completion.

Ding Jie knocked back his drink upon reading the message. Finally! That stuck-up, sneering Ding golden boy who never treated him as a brother was gone for good! From now on, Ding Corporation would have no Ding Yao—only a crippled beggar on foreign streets. He wanted Ding Yao to taste the humiliation of being beneath others—we’ll see how fancy he acts then!

For a moment, it felt as if all his past shame and humiliation had vanished. Who cared if he was a bastard? Soon, he’d be the sole heir of the Ding family!

Meanwhile, Xu Ziyan heard her system’s notification:

"Congratulations, Host, for completing the plot: indirectly aiding the male lead in dealing with Ding Yao, achieving Ding Yao’s tragic ending. Reward: 1 skill point."

Xu Ziyan knew about Ding Yao’s plan for the night but hadn’t expected to be credited for it. Was it because she’d gotten close to Ding Yao, telling him to call the cops? Did that count as her indirect contribution to the outcome?

By now, she was experienced enough to guess that was the case. Either way, Ding Yao’s plan must have gone smoothly, making Ding Jie believe he’d succeeded in harming Ding Yao—thus triggering the system’s reward.

She couldn’t help but wonder what expression Ding Jie would make when he realized he’d been fooled, that it was all an act. His jaw would hit the floor—after all, this time, Ding Yao was sending him straight to prison!

As for Ding Yao, the moment the kidnappers sent the message and tried to leave, they were jumped by cops. The boat, which hadn’t even set sail yet, was surrounded, and everyone aboard was arrested.

Ding Yao stepped off the boat unharmed. "I’m still in danger," he stated. "I request police protection. Until the mastermind is uncovered, my whereabouts must remain confidential."

Everything had been prearranged—this was just procedure.

The kidnappers’ eyes bulged with rage. "You let yourself get caught on purpose?!"

Ding Yao flashed a shit-eating grin. "How else were we supposed to catch scum like you? Confess, and your sentence might be lighter. Resist, and it’ll only get worse."

Ding Yao was relocated to a safe house, disappearing off the grid. The police investigated the criminals’ leads and financial trails, steering clear of Ding Jie for now to avoid tipping him off.

Ding Senior, assuming Ding Yao had stormed off in a tantrum, hit the roof. Seizing the opportunity, Ding Jie comforted his father, talking up how hard he'd worked and how the new project was ready to go.

Another high-level meeting was called. As Ding Jie took the stage to announce the project’s launch, he felt a rush of victory like never before—this time, he’d truly won. Nothing could touch him now!