Let me start with the conclusion: Everyone in the Jiang family who threw me away like garbage regretted it and begged me on their knees not to leave.
But I just smiled: "Mr. Jiang Nansheng, we are not familiar with each other."
The story begins when I was sixteen years old.
The real daughter Jiang Wanxing returned from rebirth, the pear blossoms revealed her life experience in the rain, and I fell from the clouds.
The whole family: "Zhi Xia, you took over Wan Xing's life for sixteen years, it's time to pay it back."
I nodded calmly and took away only a few hundred dollars and a box full of books.
They thought I would come back crying and begging for mercy.
As a result, I lived in a high-end mansion.
They thought I would be trapped in love and the engagement would be broken off by the Shen family.
As a result, Shen Jingzhe blocked me at the school gate: "Jiang Zhixia, I will help you build a financial model, and you let me be the boss's husband, how about it?"
They thought I would be invisible to everyone.
As a result, I was recommended to Beijing University, and the group I founded became a benchmark of the times.
Until one day, Ruan Yimo, the richest woman who had returned from overseas, came to me with a yellowed photo and burst into tears: "My child, my mother finally found you."
The Jiang family was all dumbfounded.
What they abandoned was not a useless adopted daughter, but a business queen who could have led their family to the top, and a true granddaughter from a top wealthy family that they could never reach.
Later, my ex-father Jiang Nansheng stood in the downstairs of my company with a humble face: "Zhixia, go home, dad was wrong."
Me (raised eyebrows): "Home? My home is on the Forbes list. Which one is yours?"
