Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 350: The Doomed Sister-in-law in the Group-Pampered Novel (Finale)

Chapter 350: The Doomed Sister-in-law in the Group-Pampered Novel (Finale)

"Very good, very good, another mission that exceeded its goal! So, what do you say? Stay or just leave directly?"

Jiang Lai leisurely looked at the endless fields and low houses outside, thought for a moment, and walked directly towards Xie Jian waiting under the tree.

"Then let’s stay a few more years, shall we."

Little Buding knew she would choose to stay.

But treat it as her vacation; in this period, Little Buding would hardly appear proactively, giving Jiang Lai plenty of time to fully integrate into and enjoy the current world.

The days passed quickly, and three years later, the news of the opening came. Xie Jian, who had been preparing, directly took Jiang Lai away from this small place, heading north to a bigger city with enough capital and experience to open a mall.

Yuelai Mall, which would become the Yuelai Group twenty years later, was officially established.

Riding the wave of reform and opening-up, Xie Jian’s business thrived and grew stronger. In the eighties, he opened malls, developed properties in the nineties, and after the company went public in the 2000s, it began transitioning into the tech industry.

Jiang Lai did not witness the pinnacle of his career.

Because when the world becomes too familiar with more money and more cities, Jiang Lai found it boring.

Xie Jian’s ambition grew larger as his business empire expanded. Jiang Lai mentioned once, that after earning enough money, they could retire to the countryside. Xie Jian agreed with a nod, but turned around and continued working hard.

He provided Jiang Lai with unmatched material comfort and spiritual fulfillment. The billionaire boss in his forties still had no children, and though some urged Jiang Lai to check her health, she didn’t care and directly told Xie Jian that she couldn’t and didn’t want to have children.

Xie Jian said nothing, and since then, never brought up the topic of having children again.

He was good enough, Jiang Lai admitted, and she really enjoyed their time together.

But when she realized that some things were changing, she chose to leave without hesitation.

At the age of forty-eight, Jiang Lai’s private plane crashed into the sea, and apart from her, everyone else survived.

Upon opening her eyes again, the surroundings were once again the familiar pure white.

Little Buding’s voice was at her ear.

"Had enough fun?"

"Mm."

"Afraid that staying longer would deepen your feelings for him?"

"Mm."

Jiang Lai admitted straightforwardly.

Little Buding was pretty perceptive in this area; yes, Jiang Lai didn’t like the feeling of gradually getting used to or relying on someone.

So when she noticed things were off, she chose to leave.

"How is he?"

"He’s alright, lived till sixty."

Of course, he didn’t die of old age. Xie Jian was in such good health, constantly working out and wealthy, he could have easily lived past a hundred.

He died from an overdose of sleeping pills, and quite peacefully without much pain.

Before dying, he lived in the countryside for a few years with Jiang Lai’s photo.

Yes, after Jiang Lai’s death, he resigned and stopped working, returning to Jiang Lai’s favorite place, also the countryside they would return to every year for New Year after becoming wealthy.

When the time was right, he died.

Silently, giving up all the glory and honor.

Fortunately, Jiang Lai didn’t ask anything, because even Little Buding was about to be moved, and what if Jiang Lai knew and developed deeper feelings for him because of it?

As a partner, Little Buding still hoped Jiang Lai could stay true to herself, carry on, complete the mission in one go, and then they could part ways and each return home.

In the past, after a brief rest, Jiang Lai would choose to continue.

But this time, after resting, she asked Little Buding.

"Can I go back and take a look?"

"Go back?"

Little Buding was slightly taken aback, quickly realizing what Jiang Lai was talking about.

"I need to apply to higher-ups for this, don’t get your hopes too high."

"Okay, I’ll give it a try."

Soon after, Little Buding’s voice echoed again.

"Considering your previous excellent performance, the higher-ups have granted you permission to go back for a temporary look, just one look, understand?"

"Mm."

"Alright, the whole process might make you feel a bit dizzy."

Sure enough, dizziness set in, followed by the environment rapidly changing like a slideshow until her body landed heavily with a "thud," the surrounding turning into a small, quiet room.

This was a hospital ward, containing only a single bed with a girl lying on it.

She was comatose, her small face the size of a palm pale as a sheet, skin clean and delicate, long eyelashes unmoving, with a high nose under which pale lips pursed slightly, black hair neatly brushed back, quietly lying there like a sleeping fairy—peaceful and beautiful.

It was the first time Jiang Lai saw herself from a third-person perspective.

How long had she been lying here?

She couldn’t even remember.

Because she could never wake up, but her consciousness remained clear, Jiang Lai hadn’t looked in a mirror for a long time, almost forgetting her own appearance.

Just then, the door opened and a figure in a white coat walked in. Jiang Lai wanted to see, but the person’s face was exceptionally blurred, even the whole person was in a hazy and dreamy state, as if in a dream.

"The permission level is only so much; no one in the real world except yourself can have their appearance displayed."

Jiang Lai didn’t ask much, just watched the person inject medication into her IV, then stood still beside the bed.

Though unable to see the face, Jiang Lai knew the person was staring at her.

Probably checking for any remnants of consciousness after administering the medication.

After a while, the white coat left, and Jiang Lai’s time was up.

"Alright, time to go back."

"Got it."

Little Buding sensed a slight ripple at the bottom of Jiang Lai’s heart, thought about it, then decided to speak up.

"Think positively, at least you can move now, the one on the bed has incontinence, muscle atrophy, and doesn’t look as good as you do now."

"If you can’t speak properly, keep your dog mouth shut."

"Tsk, kindness taken for foolishness, are you ready?"

Jiang Lai lay down on the ground, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Alright, bring it on."

"Mission transferring, mission transfer complete."

A dizzying whirl, Jiang Lai opened her eyes, realizing she was still lying down.

Looking around at the environment, a huge wall made of computer screens, each screen displaying the surveillance of different areas. Looking at herself, wearing a light blue long coat, resembling work clothes.

Looking down, she noticed the work badge.

"Level 1 Research Director, Jiang Lai."

"Plot transferring."

Jiang Lai decided to lie back on the chair again, no matter what was happening, continuing to close her eyes, waiting for the plot transfer.

This was a novel about a fantasy romance story.