Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 301 - 39: The Disabled Tycoon’s Ex-Wife Refuses to Be a Scapegoat (39)
At this moment, Mo Zhoujing, who was trapped under the slab, slowly lost hope.
The seawater had already seeped in, and soon this ship would sink. Jiang Ruantian not returning meant she would not come back anymore.
Mo Zhoujing understood human nature very thoroughly.
Jiang Ruantian not returning was expected, but he still couldn’t accept dying at the bottom of the sea like this.
He began shouting for help, and although a few people ran by, they only glanced at him and immediately ran out again.
The cabin was the first to flood, and as the seawater slowly soaked into his body, despair surged in Mo Zhoujing’s heart.
When the ship began to tilt, and the marble slab of the bar in front of him was about to collapse, he wanted to stand up and escape, but in that instant, the wheelchair under him suddenly slid back, and as he stood up, he fell along with the ship.
Immediately, that slab firmly pressed down on his legs.
The intense pain left his mind blank, and at that moment, he felt like he was really going to die.
The wealth and power accumulated over countless days and nights couldn’t help him now; in despair, he could only watch as his body was gradually submerged by the seawater.
At this moment, Jiang Lai, who had been standing by watching, asked again.
"Is it gut-wrenching enough?"
"Enough, enough, he’s about to kick the bucket. What he feels is far more than just gut-wrenching."
Hearing this, Jiang Lai was satisfied, and then silently emerged from behind, walking over to Mo Zhoujing.
"Mr. Mo, you’re here too."
Mo Zhoujing looked at her coldly, his reddened eyes already filled with despair and desolation.
He didn’t expect Jiang Lai to save him.
But in the next second, Jiang Lai crouched down directly, grabbing the slab and lifting it up with force.
Mo Zhoujing looked at her, full of disbelief.
"It’s useless, do you know how heavy this is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the slab actually started to lift up slowly!
Jiang Lai gritted her teeth and shouted.
"What are you standing there for? Crawl out!"
Mo Zhoujing quickly reacted, and after a brief moment of being stunned, he used his upper body strength to crawl out with force, the seawater rushing towards his face. Mo Zhoujing wanted to stand up but found that he could no longer feel his legs at all.
Earlier, he could still feel the pain.
But now he couldn’t feel anything.
A trace of panic and anxiety flashed across the man’s eyes, but he knew that in Jiang Lai’s eyes he was just a cripple, so the other party said nothing and directly grabbed his arm, lifted him onto her back, and started crawling outside.
Jiang Lai was very strong; carrying Mo Zhoujing, a man standing at 1.88 meters, she seemed effortless, even managing to hold onto the yacht’s railing with one hand, jump down to the deck, and then leap nearly two meters from the deck to land precisely on the small boat anchored below.
Mo Zhoujing lay on the boat with a ghostly complexion, looking down at his legs, one hand pinching his leg flesh hard, trying to feel any pain.
By now, almost half of the yacht had already sunk, and when the rescuers arrived, the scene was already in complete disarray.
The yacht sank entirely, and various items floated on the sea surface, and around were people sitting in boats, trembling with fear.
Jiang Ruantian was picked up onto a boat by the rescuers.
"Name."
"Jiang Ruantian."
"Where are your parents?"
"I don’t know."
"How many people on the yacht are not at the scene?"
Jiang Ruantian glanced around; as planned, Father Jiang, Jiang’s mother, and Jiang Lai were all not there.
Jiang Ruantian suddenly felt relieved, as the thought of the group she was about to inherit swept away the earlier fear and anxiety, leaving only the excitement buried deep inside.
She tried hard to produce some tears in her shaky voice.
"I don’t know... I’m so scared, I don’t know anything."
The rescue personnel frowned, but fortunately, at this moment, someone brought over a guest list. After checking the names one by one, they found that eight people were missing.
Among them were the three members of the Jiang Family, who organized the event, as well as Mo Zhoujing and others.
The search and rescue continued, while Jiang Ruantian was sent to the hospital to rest. During this time, countless media reporters blocked the hospital entrance trying to get an interview but were all stopped by Tao Xinzhu, who had arranged for someone to intercept them.
In the hospital, Jiang Ruantian looked radiant with not a trace of grief on her face.
"It’s been a day and a night, Jiang Lai and your parents are still missing, and Mo Zhoujing has also disappeared."
Jiang Ruantian hummed a song lightly, looking at herself in the mirror.
"How could anyone survive after being in the sea for a day and a night?"
"They’re not fish, what do you think?"
"What about the bodies? If there are no bodies, can you be at ease?"
Tao Xinzhu couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
"That’s the ocean, finding a few bodies is like searching for a needle in a haystack. There was a problem with the boat arranged for Jiang Lai; she definitely couldn’t survive."
What Tao Xinzhu didn’t expect was that Father Jiang and Jiang’s mother also didn’t make it out alive.
"The matter with your parents, was it arranged by you? They had a separate escape route; how could they not wait for rescue? Jiang Ruantian, I find you’re truly heartless. Compared to you, I am really too kind."
Jiang Ruantian’s eyes shifted.
"What nonsense are you talking? They’re my parents, how could I harm them? Life and death have their fate; what can I do?"
Tao Xinzhu was not a fool; he clearly saw Jiang Ruantian’s slight smile, and for a moment, he felt a chill down his back because she was different from what he had imagined; Jiang Ruantian’s ruthlessness was terrifying.
"That yacht is about to be salvaged, and we must destroy all the evidence before the police get there."
Jiang Ruantian was crystal clear about it now; getting to this point, she couldn’t leave any trace.
That evening, Jiang Ruantian arranged for people to secretly make a retrieval from the seabed. She was still uneasy, repeatedly instructing them to find the bodies.
A night passed, and she slept fairly soundly. With basically everything set, today she’d sign the death certificates, and the Jiang Family’s assets would naturally fall into her hands.
She couldn’t get through Tao Xinzhu’s phone, but when she finally connected, the voice on the other end was hesitant.
"What crazy talk now? Fished all night and didn’t bring up anything. When the police come, they’ll find nothing either, so you can rest assured."
At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from the other side.
"What can you rest assured about? After murdering your parents and sister, you can be at ease?"
Jiang Ruantian’s heart stopped suddenly upon hearing that, and she froze in place, instinctively hanging up the phone.
Who was that just now?
How was Tao Xinzhu’s phone in someone else’s hand?
Could the plan have been discovered?
No way, impossible, she had erased all evidence. How could anyone else know?
Jiang Ruantian was anxious and uneasy, her breath quickening, and whether sitting or standing, she felt as if a stone was pressing on her chest, unable to breathe.
