Free Web NovelChapter 759: Cannon Fodder in the Real World (Part 5)
He was very curious about who these people actually were.
After Jiang Lai gave the order, three avatars quickly responded with two words.
Received.
Simple and direct, like emotionless robots.
Afterwards, Jiang Lai had Little Buding open her email.
When Little Buding saw the incoming emails, her eyes widened.
This isn’t right.
The names of these senders sound a bit familiar.
They are all corporate emails from well-known big companies, and these are private emails from company to company, the senders must be at least at the director level.
Moreover, these people sent letters of intent for cooperation, and casually opening one reveals major projects other tech companies dream of.
Little Buding didn’t understand.
So she held back, and did everything Jiang Lai asked.
Replied to the emails that needed replying, sent those that needed to be sent, and finally even transferred a large sum of money to several company accounts via online banking.
Once everything was done, Little Buding felt like she was dreaming.
"Jiang Lai, who exactly are you?"
"Just an ordinary pretty girl."
"...What a shameless old hag, lived almost a thousand years."
Jiang Lai ignored him and got out of bed.
As she reached the door, she was directly blocked by two bodyguards outside.
"Miss Jiang, your body hasn’t recovered yet, it’s not suitable for going out and getting wind."
"I’m not going out, I just want to walk downstairs."
The main building is so big, just strolling around inside once would meet today’s workout goal.
The two remained firm in their refusal to let her through.
Jiang Lai shook her head and sighed.
"Honestly, I don’t want to use force."
But talking to these people is just too exhausting, so Jiang Lai kept walking forward. When they reached out to block her again, she grabbed both of their arms and yanked hard backwards. When their bodies lost control and tilted forward, Jiang Lai grabbed each of their necks and pressed firmly on their pressure points.
Without a sound, the two of them lay peacefully on the ground asleep.
This smooth set of moves opened Little Buding’s eyes wide.
Although Jiang Lai could always protect herself in many worlds, she didn’t expect that with such a weak body, she could still knock down two big strong men bare-handed.
This set of actions had exhausted Jiang Lai’s strength. She leaned against the wall, caught her breath until the feeling of her heart trying to jump out subsided, then lifted her nightgown and slowly walked downstairs.
The photos on either side of the staircase had been replaced at some point. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
When Grandpa was alive, at every birthday banquet, he would have an artist paint a picture for Jiang Lai.
From one to sixteen years old, sixteen paintings hung along the castle’s stairs, spiraling from top to bottom on the walls.
The girl in the paintings, from a babbling toddler to a graceful young lady, each step marked traces of her growth.
But now, these paintings were gone, replaced by works from famous artists.
Jiang Lai slowly walked down while watching, gently swaying the frame as she did so.
"Bang——"
A crisp sound echoed as the picture frame fell on the steps, shattering the protective layer outside the canvas.
Jiang Lai listened to this pleasing sound, step after step, picture after picture, one, two, three...
By the end, she had knocked down sixteen in total.
The stairs were in utter disorder.
"Ah——!!"
Just then, a scream came from the living room.
Jiang Lai looked over and saw a girl who looked quite similar to her, wearing a white dress, standing there with an expression of shock directed at Jiang Lai, who yelled loudly after the initial short scream.
"What are you doing! Who are you!"
Jiang Lai glanced at her, ignored her, and continued walking down, smashing more paintings.
"Who are you! Is it polite to mess with other people’s things just like that? I don’t care who brought you here, but let me tell you, any single painting here could take you a lifetime to earn!
Stop it now!"
Jiang Lai looked at her, smiled, and continued breaking the frames.
Jiang Li, who arrived after receiving the message, immediately clouded over upon seeing this scene.
But when he looked up at Jiang Lai, he remained expressionless.
The girl, clutching his arm, accused Jiang Lai.
"Who brought her back? Whoever did is going to be in trouble for her wrecking so many paintings!"
Jiang Li maintained a blank face and didn’t answer her, instead he simply asked.
"Lai Lai, what are you doing? All these paintings are done by famous artists, they were grandpa’s favorite collectibles, why are you doing this?"
There was no blame, only a calm inquiry, giving her a chance to express herself.
He’s always been like this—emotionally stable, neither happy nor sad—the brother Jiang Lai once admired the most.
Of course, not anymore.
She crossed her arms over her chest, stretched one leg forward, and walked up to him, speaking in a relaxed tone.
"I can’t stand having these things in our house."
Jiang Li was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, next time if you can’t stand something at home, just tell me and I’ll have someone take care of it. That way, you won’t have to do it yourself and risk getting hurt."
Having said that, he looked at Jiang Lai’s hand.
"Is it hurt?"
Jiang Lai looked down and saw a smear of red at her fingertip, a cut from pushing the picture frame earlier.
Without another word, Jiang Li called for a doctor.
The living room couches were filled with people.
Jiang Che and Jiang Qi had just arrived, while Jiang Xun and Jiang Zhuan lived there all along.
They all surrounded Jiang Lai, watching the doctor treat her infinitesimal wound.
Jiang Qi even told the doctor.
"Be gentle, my sister is afraid of pain."
This treatment exceeded even that of royalty.
The doctor was so flustered that she disinfected the tiny cut multiple times before daring to apply the medicine.
"Let me introduce you, she is Jiang Huan, our sister."
Jiang Huan sat between the twin brothers, gazing curiously at Jiang Lai.
She leaned in and whispered to one of them.
"Axun, is this really our sister?"
Jiang Xun nodded, then flicked her forehead.
"You silly, haven’t you seen a picture of your sister before?"
"Pictures are pictures; real people are real people. Of course, I couldn’t recognize her suddenly."
Their voices weren’t low, so everyone could hear.
Jiang Huan, finally catching on, looked toward Jiang Lai and cautiously asked.
"Sister, why did you wake up and start throwing a tantrum?"
"Ah Huan! Mind your manners! It’s one thing to be silly with us, but how can you behave like that in front of your sister? ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Jiang Lai, don’t take it to heart, she’s a bit scatterbrained but harmless, you’ll see in time."
Jiang Che, usually quiet in crowds, softly reprimanded Jiang Huan.
Jiang Huan pouted and whispered.
"Sister Jiang Lai won’t get mad at me, stop making her seem like she’s hard to get along with, okay?"
