Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2387 - 2323: If Only She Were Dead

Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...

Chiang Xiao discovers that the Ice Seal Talisman she has been practicing is actually a powerful Pain-Relief Talisman, providing instant relief upon contact and surpassing the effects of Spirit Spring Water. Thrilled by its potential uses, including easing childbirth pains, she contemplates starting a family with Meng Xinian after their August wedding, weighing the timing against her studies. As dawn nears, she emerges from her Space, while Chen Kaijin awakens groggy and chilled in Ye Wanqing's room, bewildered by the unchanged mess and her absence. Meanwhile, Ye Wanqing huddles in the Public Security Office, dozing off in resentment toward Qin Xiaojun and Wang Lili for reporting her theft of pastries, and invokes Deng Qingjiang's protection during questioning.

Indeed, she had brought up Deng Qingjiang—what of it?

She even admitted to being supported by Deng Qingjiang—so what?

After all, expulsion had already come her way!

After all, the whole school was buzzing with rumors about her.

In that instant, Ye Wanqing sensed a rebirth within herself.

She figured she might as well release everything, toughening up her resolve.

What harm could anyone possibly inflict on her?

Her sole concern right now was Chen Kaijin.

Back then, terror had gripped her so tightly that she couldn't tell if Chen Kaijin had truly perished.

Thus, once the Public Security Officer located Deng Qingjiang and he arrived, Ye Wanqing dashed to him like discovering her pillar of strength.

"Qingjiang, wah wah wah, you've come at last! I was terrified!"

Deng Qingjiang halted her advance, blocking her from leaping into his embrace. They were in public, after all—it wouldn't look right.

"What on earth have you done? I've been away in D State for the last several days."

Ye Wanqing sensed she'd located her support, convinced of Deng Qingjiang's affection for her. Shivering, she stammered, "I, I... that woman called Chen showed up at my place yesterday. I accidentally pushed her over, and then she lay still, no movement. Panic hit me, so I fled..."

Deng Qingjiang jolted in shock, inhaling sharply, then whispered urgently, "You didn't really go and kill her, did you?"

Could Ye Wanqing possibly possess the nerve for such an act?

"I, it was an accident! I truly have no idea..." Genuine fear now gripped Ye Wanqing.

"Can't you distinguish between life and death in a person?"

Deng Qingjiang was almost driven to fury by her foolishness.

Ye Wanqing burst into tears, gripping his attire firmly as she explained, "Panic overwhelmed me then; I was too afraid to approach and check properly."

"This is simply..."

Deng Qingjiang's mind flashed back to the individuals encountered on his D State journey, particularly the striking impact of one, causing his pulse to race uncontrollably.

He knew that figure commanded a powerful subordinate—a woman, clearly mature, around forty, robust and imposing like a fellow, yet yearning for a husband and a conventional family existence.

Delicate, innocent lads fixated on her wealth held zero appeal for her.

Her desire was for a genuine, sturdy partner.

What if...

At forty, she was merely a touch senior to him.

Robust and imposing, but undeniably female.

Above all, she wielded considerable influence over that powerful entity.

And vitally, she possessed her own substantial fortune.

For a man aiming for monumental success, petty issues shouldn't hold him back.

The situation involving Chen Kaijin proved tricky to handle.

In the past, he'd eagerly courted Chen Kaijin and used the Chen Family's connections to advance; starting a divorce from her would tarnish his reputation.

Should he ascend to true prominence one day, such stains couldn't abound.

Besides, divorce remained a major scandal in these times.

Yet suppose Chen Kaijin were to pass away?

And suppose Ye Wanqing was the culprit?

He'd once envisioned a path forward with Ye Wanqing, but a fresh ambition now emerged, making it essential to abandon her.

Naturally, should Ye Wanqing face execution for homicide, Deng Qingjiang would harbor some sorrow and pang, since his emotions for her had been authentic.

"Qingjiang, what do I do next? I can't bear this place any longer—get me out of here." Ye Wanqing held fast to his garments, refusing to release them.

At this point, he was her only dependence.

She could never have imagined how swiftly Deng Qingjiang's mind raced through schemes and long-term strategies.