Chapter 33: The Adopted Daughter of a Wealthy Family Leaks Telepathy [End] New Story Started “Mom…

Chapter 33: The Rich Family's Adopted Daughter Reveals Her True Feelings [End] New Story Released: "Mom..."

Ding Jie stared at the paternity test report in disbelief, muttering under his breath, "Impossible! This can't be! How could I not be his biological son? My mother was forced by him!"

"You actually believe that?" Xu Ziyan said in surprise. "That shouldn’t be the case. You’re not usually this dumb."

Ding Jie couldn’t stand her mockery and snapped coldly, "If I weren’t foolish, I wouldn’t have been led around by the nose by you! Xu Ziyan, was it fun toying with me? You never liked me, did you? Then why did you string me along for so long?"

"Just for kicks," Xu Ziyan shrugged, tacitly admitting his accusation. "The Fu and Ding families have been feuding for three generations, nothing but drama. Since you walked right into it, I thought I’d see if I could end the conflict between the two families. I didn’t expect it to work so well—you managed to screw over generations of your family’s legacy all by yourself.

Oh, wait, scratch that. The Ding family isn’t your ancestors. You’re not even biologically related."

Xu Ziyan laughed. "Maybe you should call your mom. You might even find out who your real father is. Speaking of which, you actually believed Lao Dingtou forced your mother to have you? And yet you were so desperate to be recognized by the Ding family? What if your real father turned out to be a homeless guy? Would you still want to acknowledge him?"

Ding Jie felt as though everything he had ever known was being overturned. Crushed, he shouted, "Back off! Stop here to gloat! You’re just an adopted daughter anyway—the Fu family didn’t even bother to change your surname. They don’t truly accept you. You’ll be kicked out sooner or later. Worry about yourself instead!"

Xu Ziyan wagged her finger. "Wrong again. I kept my last name because I’m a child of the Xu family. I wouldn’t change my name just for money. Mom and Dad treat me right and dote on me. See? Now that I’m about to graduate and start investing, they’ve given me a stake in the Fu Corporation. Aren’t you happy for me?

Oh, right. You’re not happy, because you fought tooth and nail just to get shares in the Ding Corporation. Too bad, after all that scheming, you ended up with squat. Teehee."

"Xu Ziyan! You bitch—" Ding Jie lunged forward in rage but was immediately restrained by the police and dragged away.

Xu Ziyan last waved at him cheerfully, grinning so widely it made Ding Jie’s veins bulge in fury. Shares—that was what Ding Jie had dreamed of obtaining. It had only just dawned on him: if Xu Ziyan had shares in the Fu Corporation, how could she ever be short on money? She had deliberately spent so much of his money!

So Xu Ziyan had never liked him at all. And here he had been so confident, thinking she loved him enough to do anything for him. But it had all been a lie.

Everything he had experienced was woven from deception. Was anything real?

Xu Ziyan had ruthlessly shattered everything he once believed in, ripped away the facade he had desperately tried to hide behind, and laid all the truth bare before him—utterly crushing him!

Why was he the protagonist? Why did so many people have to serve as stepping stones for him? Even if the world collapsed the next second, Xu Ziyan would ensure Ding Jie was destroyed, left to suffer as the world crumbled around him!

This trip to the police station also revealed other things. During his confession, Ding Jie had tried to drag Xu Ziyan down with him, but there was no evidence. Instead, he exposed Li Dong’s secret sale of Fu Qiming’s game and his gambling debts.

Upon investigation, it was discovered that Li Dong had borrowed from loan sharks, lent money at usurious rates for profit, and continued gambling—all criminal activities. He had already been arrested.

The good-for-nothing brother-in-law had once extorted a payoff from Ding Jie, which constituted blackmail, and had also been taken into custody.

Ding Jie admitted to instructing Qin Yuexiang to sleep her way into someone's bed, and that she had put drugs in the drink, so Qin Yuexiang was also brought in for questioning.

They had all mentioned Xu Ziyan, claiming she was part of their group. But the police found no evidence linking her to them—it seemed more like a pathetic attempt to drag her down after their scheme fell apart.

The police told Xu Ziyan, "Don’t leave Beijing for now. We may need your assistance in the investigation later."

Xu Ziyan nodded. "No problem. I’ll cooperate anytime."

She had already run it by 001—while she had pulled the strings off the record, there was no tangible evidence connecting her to these people. At most, outsiders might speculate that she had played the role of a mole, tricking Ding Jie.

Plus, with her dumb luck, she definitely wouldn’t get tangled in legal trouble!

Ding Jie, clinging to one last shred of hope, called Song Jie. But as soon as the call connected, she berated him, furious that he had failed so miserably and dragged her down with him, ruining her reputation and her career in the entertainment industry. She blamed him entirely for her current predicament.

Ding Jie asked only one question: "Who is my real father?"

Song Jie sneered, "Who? Just some random gigolo I picked! What, you want to find him? Well, I can’t help you—I don’t even remember who it was anymore."

Ding Jie roared, "You’ve been lying to me all along?"

Song Jie scoffed. "Lying? You were the one ashamed of being a bastard, desperate to whitewash your backstory. What was I supposed to say? That I was forced? And you believed it? You knew deep down. You claimed you were seizing the Ding family’s fortune to avenge me, but really, you just wanted an excuse to be acknowledged by your rich father."

Ding Jie admitted that he had turned a blind eye to it and played along, but he never truly considered the possibility that he wasn't Ding's biological son.

Song Jie tore into him again for his lousy judgment, saying he had married a Bai Qingqing who was good for nothing, always holding him back and clueless. God knows where she dug up that paternity report, but she actually leaked it to the press—what good could come of that? Total moron.

As Song Jie railed at him, Ding Jie knew the report couldn’t have been obtained by Bai Qingqing alone. Someone must have taken advantage of her to expose it—either Ding Yao or the Fu family. But he didn’t bother explaining. None of it mattered anymore; it wouldn’t change the outcome.

Song Jie said she wouldn’t acknowledge the child in Bai Qingqing’s belly, and Ding Jie remained silent, hanging up the phone quietly. Bai Qingqing—when she first appeared in his life, she had seemed like a little kitten, helpless and sweet, making him want to protect her. But that was back when he could afford to be sentimental.

Now, in this crisis, could that helpless, sweet kitten help him? No. Instead, every time she flailed around, she only dragged him down, just making his mess worse. It had been like this at the birthday banquet, and now it was the same again.

He was too exhausted to think about what would happen to Bai Qingqing, pregnant as she was. They were grown—nobody could live another’s life for them. She’d land on her feet.

Besides, Bai Qingqing hadn’t even visited him after his arrest. Instead, she ran to Ding’s father—her motives were obvious. She was just another gold-digger, and he had been blind to see it. Something as major as the paternity report—Xu Ziyan had to be the one to tell him. Bai Qingqing hadn’t even thought to inform him.

Thinking of Xu Ziyan, he realized she was far smarter than he had ever imagined. She’d played him for so long, setting up so many traps, and got him good—proof of her formidable abilities. Her whole ditzy act was just a cover. Whatever she wanted to accomplish, she did so effortlessly, without anyone noticing. That wasn’t something just anyone could do.

If his wife had been Xu Ziyan, wouldn’t she be calling in every favor, trying to get him out by now? Even if she couldn’t, she’d at least push for a lighter sentence, find ways to reduce his time, and make sure he was comfortable inside.

But his wife was Bai Qingqing, who had done nothing for him—only dealt him the final blow.

Ding Jie exhaled deeply, realizing for the first time just how poor his judgment had been and how arrogant he had once been. A wife should be a partner, someone to fight alongside him, to walk through life together. Marrying a parasite only added superficial beauty in times of success—but in failure, she became nothing but useless dead weight.

How much better it would have been if the one he loved had been Xu Ziyan.

When you’re down, you cling to stupid what-ifs. Ding Jie couldn’t help thinking that if Xu Ziyan had truly loved him, his fate wouldn’t have turned out like this. So even though he hated her with every fiber of his being, she kept haunting him.

Xu Ziyan soon heard the system announcement: *"Congratulations, Host! The mission in this world has been completed. Reward: 10 skill points!"*

Before she could even ask, 001 explained, *"Host, I’ve checked with the main system. The plotline has officially deviated, the protagonist’s halo has vanished, and this world has transformed into a completely new one—it can continue existing like this indefinitely!*

*Before this, the Time-Space Bureau never imagined a mission could be completed this way. You’re the first to achieve it. The main system has promised to grant you one reasonable wish. What would you like?"*

A *reasonable* wish—meaning nothing too outrageous, and no quitting. As a seasoned worker, Xu Ziyan was all too familiar with management’s unspoken rules. Fortunately, having completed the mission, she was now an expert at exploiting loopholes. Without hesitation, she said, *"My wish is to keep my Luck stat permanently."*

001 blue-screened again. It had anticipated many possible wishes—but not this, not *another* one tied to Luck.

Xu Ziyan grinned. *"What’s not to love about Luck? No matter what world or identity I end up in, Luck will always help me turn danger into safety and live comfortably. Look at me now—I basically coasted to victory. I want the same for my next life, and the one after that."*

That… actually made sense. 001 immediately relayed the request, and the wish was swiftly granted—her boosted Luck stat was now permanently bound to her soul.

Xu Ziyan felt completely at ease. Back home, she took the whole family out to celebrate and announced, *"Our crisis is over. Ding Jie can never harm us again! All his drama wore me out, so after I finish graduation stuff, I’m going on a world tour!"*

The Fu family was stunned. These past few days, everyone had been on edge, convinced the world was about to collapse—Xu Ziyan included. But now, she seemed full of hope for the future, her words hinting at something deeper. Did this mean the world *wasn’t* going to end?

They wanted to ask, or at least hear her thoughts to confirm, but that was impossible now. Fortunately, they were pragmatic. Whether the days ahead were good or bad, they’d roll with it. Since there was hope now, they’d take it as a blessing. If the world wasn’t ending, then they’d cherish this life and make the most of it.

Fu Qiming immediately declared he was going abroad to study and create a blockbuster game to take the world by storm.

Fu Yazhen wanted to go on a road trip, gather inspiration for her paintings, and open an art gallery.

Fu Dongfeng and Li Yunhui, the elder couple, planned to retreat to a private island for a belated honeymoon, enjoying their time together.

As for Fu Qixuan, of course, he’d keep working—earning money to give them all more freedom.

Not that he minded. He loved his work. Recently, he’d been collaborating closely with Ding Yao and was now fully confident in helping Ding Yao take control of the Ding Corporation. They had joint projects lined up, which would elevate the Fu family even further. Ding Yao, meanwhile, intended to hire a reliable manager to run the company, ensuring a win-win situation that would finally resolve the long-standing feud between their families.

In the following weeks, Ding Jie and his accomplices were sentenced for their crimes. When Ding’s father woke up to find the Ding Corporation’s stocks plummeting, the shock sent him into another collapse, leaving him bedridden in the hospital. By the time Ding Yao seized control of the company and announced the partnership with the Fu family, Ding’s father was so furious he fainted again—this time waking up with a stroke. Ding Yao packed him off to a nursing home to live out his days.

Ding Yao became the new head of the Ding family and cut off the financial support for Song Jie. Accustomed to extravagant spending, Song Jie had little savings or assets left, forcing her to return to China in dire straits.

As a disgraced celebrity with no chance of a comeback, she could no longer stir up trouble and had to lay low, living an ordinary life. Compared to her childhood in a remote mountain village, this was already much better. But having once nearly gained control of the entire Ding family, how could she accept it? She spent her days drowning in depression and anger.

While traveling the world, Xu Ziyan invested in numerous ventures. With Ding Yao and Yang Anni actively managing them for her, she had it made—her main task was improving employee benefits. Over time, this expanded into advocating for workers' rights, transforming basic workplace conditions and earning her a reputation as the most beloved trust-fund kid.

Years later, during an interview, the host asked, "Ms. Xu, you’ve long been dedicated to improving employee welfare. What inspired you to start this and persist for so long?"

Thinking of her past life, where overwork led to her sudden death, Xu Ziyan joked, "Maybe I worked like a dog in my past life, so I deeply empathize with the struggles of workers. The pressures of work and life can truly crush a person. I want to be the safety net—since I have the means, I strive to make things better for workers, hoping everyone can stay safe and healthy."

The host chuckled along, and the audience laughed, but only Xu Ziyan knew she was telling the truth. In her past life, slacking meant getting left in the dust, so she had no choice but to grind relentlessly—only to die suddenly, leaving everything behind.

She didn’t know if she could change anything, but she followed her heart and did what she could. Building something like this made her feel this life was truly meaningful.

Xu Ziyan lived freely and happily until the age of 88, when she finally decided to depart.

"001, let’s go! I’m ready for the next world!"