Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 126: Shentu Jing is...

"The plane Boss was in crashed!" Han Juexian shouted again.

Her fingers trembled as she picked it up, sweating and clutching her quilt tightly.

"What?" Qin Zhuzhu asked, her voice soft and small.

She hoped Han Juexian was playing a trick on her. Maybe he and Shentu Jing had come up with this prank to make her come to his house again.

"Lady Boss... I... I’m not lying! He’s really..." Han Juexian couldn’t continue the call and hung up.

Qin Zhuzhu quickly searched for the latest news on Baidu. Many search results popped up, and she clicked on the top one.

[The CEO of Shentu Group Met with an Accident]

[Plane Crashed in Yan Mountains on the Way Back to Shengjing]

[CEO Shentu Jing’s Plane Bursts into Flames]

[No Survivors on Board]

[Big Shock to the World: Young CEO Shentu Jing Dies in Plane Crash]

[Family Conducts Search for Shentu Jing, CEO of Shentu Group]

As soon as the news broke, an unexplained bitterness washed over Qin Zhuzhu. She felt an invisible noose tightened around her throat.

This can’t be! This can’t be! This is all fake!

Qin Zhuzhu told herself again and again.

The next morning, Sanya came to visit her. She rang the doorbell many times and even texted Qin Zhuzhu, but no one answered.

"What’s wrong with her? Deaf or what?" Sanya muttered.

There was a small gap under the door. Sanya peered underneath and saw the shadow of a person.

"Heh, luckily I learned how to pick locks, or else you’d really ignore me," Sanya said, taking her hairpin and fiddling with the lock. In no time, the door opened, and she strode in as if she hadn’t just broken in.

Sanya blew on her hairpin a few times before sticking it back into her hair, which was tied up in a bun.

"Oh my Goddess Nuwa! What happened to you?!" Sanya screamed when she saw a pale and ghastly figure sitting on the cold floor.

Qin Zhuzhu didn’t look at her or answer. That’s when Sanya noticed something was off. She knelt down and brushed aside Qin Zhuzhu’s hair.

"Xiao Zhu, are you okay?" Sanya lifted Qin Zhuzhu’s face to meet her eyes. There were tear stains on her fair cheeks.

Without saying anything, Sanya pulled Qin Zhuzhu into a tight hug, rubbing her back. She spotted Qin Zhuzhu’s phone and saw the news on it. Sanya’s face darkened.

"There, there. It’s going to be okay, Xiao Zhu. I’m here," she comforted her.

After two hours, Sanya managed to push Qin Zhuzhu to go to the bathroom and wash up. She even forced Qin Zhuzhu to eat something. frёeωebɳovel.com

"They didn’t find a body, right?" Sanya tried to stay optimistic and positive.

Qin Zhuzhu remained silent.

Sanya felt like she might as well be talking to herself or a wall because Qin Zhuzhu didn’t respond.

And you said you don’t feel anything toward Shentu Jing! Liar! Sanya thought inwardly.

"Well, this news could be inaccurate or fake. Maybe Han Juexian was misled or tricked. You know how those media companies make their news. It’s all to get attention and readers, so they exaggerate things and even twist the truth," Sanya said, taking Qin Zhuzhu’s cold hands and rubbing them.

"Xiao Zhu, why don’t we visit his family or take a look at the crash site? Or even the hospital?"

This time, Qin Zhuzhu looked up at Sanya. Sanya smiled warmly at her, her heart aching for her friend.

*****

"Impossible! How could my son die like this? Wuuu... wuuuu!!!" Shentu Dong cried, making a lot of noise.

The servants and maids didn’t dare to cross his path as he hurled objects around in anger and sadness.

"This is rubbish! Ridiculous news! Someone must be tricking me, right? Tell me it’s someone’s dirty trick!?" Shentu Dong grabbed the butler by the collar and screamed in his face.

The butler could only feel sorry for his loss. He had watched the second young master grow up.

"I’m sorry for your loss, Master," the butler said, looking at the ground and sighing.

Shentu Dong pushed the butler away, his chest heaving.

After some time, Shentu Dong calmed down, but the situation at Shentu Group headquarters was in chaos! The news had spread far and wide.

"Who will take over the position of CEO now?"

"What’s going to happen?"

"This is a disaster! Rival companies will try to step on us!"

All the employees and staff gossiped and chatted loudly. The company was thrown into a state of chaos.

The board of directors had to address the public and workers. They needed a new CEO and leader.

The Creative Director, Yue Zhi, quickly called Shentu Dong. Shentu Dong had been the former CEO before passing the role to Shentu Jing.

"Brother Dong, I’m sorry for your loss... I called because everyone’s fighting, and gossip is spreading like wildfire. The company is in a state of panic. How about you show up, take back the position of CEO, and give the public an explanation?" Yue Zhi was Shentu Dong’s old friend.

"Thanks, but I’m not feeling well," Shentu Dong said.

"Aiyah! I know you’re not feeling well. Please hold off your sadness for a while until everything’s back on track at the company. Brother Dong, rival companies are sure to take this chance to bully Shentu Group. You must come and calm this situation," Yue Zhi scolded him.

Shentu Dong thought about it for a while. Then he said, "Okay, I’ll come."

"We’ll hold a memorial for your son. I... I’m sorry for your loss, Brother Dong," Yue Zhi said again before hanging up.

"This news..." Shentu Dong sat on the couch, looking exhausted and half-dead. "Keep it away from the Old Master. I’m afraid he might not be able to take it."

"Yes, Master Dong," the butler said, bowing before leaving.

Far away, in a high-rise building overlooking thousands of cars commuting back and forth, a man stood, puffing on a cigarette. The corners of his lips lifted into a vicious smile.

"Spread the news to Old Master Shentu."