Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

When Xin Zhu came out of Liu Xu's house, the sky was gradually darkening. The setting sun in the sky was as red as blood, dyeing the whole world into a depressing red.

Her face was equally terribly gloomy, and her delicate makeup couldn't hide the irritability and anxiety in her eyes.

As soon as she returned to the villa, she threw the bag in her hand hard on the sofa. The bag hit the soft sofa with a dull sound.

"Secretary Sun! Where is Secretary Sun?" She dialed the phone and shouted at the top of her lungs. Her voice echoed in the empty villa hall with a sharp edge.

Secretary Sun felt that the sound from the phone was about to penetrate his eardrums. He couldn't help it, and beads of sweat hung on his forehead.

At this time, he subconsciously bent his waist slightly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Many times, Xin Zhu made him feel even more at a loss than Zhang Muyuan.

"Boss Xin, I'm here. What do you want me to do?"

Xin Zhu's eyes were wide open as she paced back and forth in the living room of the villa, waving her hands in the air. If Secretary Sun was standing in front of her, her fingers would poke his nose at this moment.

"Look at all the negative information about me online right now. It's almost drowning me out! Are you actually doing anything? Why do I support you?"

Her chest heaved violently, her breathing was rapid, and her cheeks were slightly flushed with anger.

Secretary Sun replied tremblingly:

"Boss Xin, we've been working hard, but this time the public opinion is overwhelming. It seems like there's a powerful force behind it..."

"I don't want to hear your excuses!"

Xinzhu interrupted him rudely.

"I don't care what method you use, you must get rid of all this negative information as soon as possible, otherwise you can forget about staying here!"

She folded her arms across her chest and paced back and forth in the living room, her high heels clicking rapidly on the marble floor, each step filled with anxiety.

Secretary Sun couldn't help rolling his eyes over the phone after hearing what Xin Zhu said. However, he managed to hold it back and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, Mr. Xin, I will go and increase the intensity of the matter right away."

Xinzhu hung up the phone and stood alone in the middle of the living room.

Suddenly, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

She thought of Xin Tian's daughter, Yang Huan, Li Yang Huan. However, no one in the Xin family liked the surname Li and just called her Yang Huan.

On this point, Xin Zhu is highly consistent with Xin Tian.

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The chess piece that had been by her side since childhood.

"It's time for all these years of planning to come in handy."

She muttered to herself, a sneer on her lips that made people shudder.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up her cell phone and called Yang Huan.

Yang Huan's clear voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Xin Zhu's voice instantly became gentle, but there was a hint of hypocrisy in that gentleness: "Yang Huan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Now, I miss you. How have you been recently?"

Yang Huan was kicked out of Xin Zhu's villa during this period. Although he still had food and drink, it was no longer the same as when he lived in Xin Zhu's villa before.

She had been thinking about going back for a long time.

Seeing Xin Zhu calling her today, she decided that no matter what, she must apologize to Xin Zhu, admit her mistake, and make Xin Zhu agree to let her go back to her villa.

"Aunt, I was wrong last time. I shouldn't have lost my temper and ruined your big plan. I've been reflecting on it for a while. Aunt, I won't do it again next time. Aunt, can you please let me go back?"

Xin Zhu sighed softly, "Yang Huan, I'm in some trouble right now. You know, the internet is a very tricky place. Someone is maliciously slandering me behind my back. You're a good kid, so you wouldn't have the heart to see me being bullied, right?"

Her eyes flickered with anticipation, and her fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest of the sofa.

After hearing this, Yang Huan remained silent for a long time.

Xinzhu waited patiently.

Waiting for Yang Huan to ask questions.

Yang Huan still hesitated and said:

"Auntie, how can I help you? Who on earth is so capable of fabricating such rumors about you?"

After hearing this, Xin Zhu deliberately sighed and spoke in a depressed tone.

"Yang Huan, your mother! Your mother ran directly to the door of my villa and started a live broadcast. She said that I poisoned my parents and took advantage of her illness to marry her to a gambler. Your mother also said that I embezzled my parents' inheritance."

"What? How can mom spread rumors like this? Aunt, don't worry about her being your sister. Just refute her."

After hearing this, Xin Zhu showed a cold smile on her face.

"Oh, Yang Huan, but you, you, your mother, is my sister after all? How can I refute this? How can she live like this?"

Her tone and her expression formed a sharp contrast, one gentle, the other ferocious.

Yang Huan knew that this was a test from Xin Zhu. If she could settle this matter, she could return to Xin Zhu's villa.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Huan stared blankly out the window, trying hard to think of various possible solutions.

She wants to go back and be the eldest daughter of the Xin family again.

Yang Huan was filled with anxiety and an indescribable sense of mission, and Xin Zhu's seemingly gentle but mysterious words kept echoing in his mind.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, like a heavy lead plate pressing down on the city, making it hard to breathe.

Yang Huan hurried into Xintian's slightly dilapidated old housing complex. Everything around him was filled with a quiet and depressing atmosphere.

When she finally arrived at the familiar old house, she found that the door was always open to welcome her back.

It is tightly closed at the moment, with an old iron lock lying across the door, exuding an indifference that keeps people away.

Yang Huan's heart sank suddenly. She walked forward and pushed the door hard, but the door did not move at all. Only the slight sound of the lock colliding echoed in the silence.

She circled the doorway, trying to get a glimpse of what was going on inside the house through the windows.

There was a thin layer of dust on the window glass. She tried to look through the blurred glass. The room was dark and there was no sign of life.

Through the gap in the middle of the corridor, you can see that the flowers and plants on her balcony are a little desolate due to lack of care. A few weeds are growing wildly in the corners of the wall, silently telling you that the owner has been gone for a long time.

Yang Huan's brows were tightly furrowed, and a feeling of uneasiness spread in his heart.

She took out her cell phone and called Xin Tian.

The ringing of the phone seemed particularly loud in the empty environment, but no one answered it.

Every time the monotonous beeping sounded, it felt like a heavy knock on Yang Huan's heart, and her eyes were full of anxiety and confusion.

"You old fool, where were you at the critical moment? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Yang Huan murmured silently into the phone, his voice trembling slightly.

She called again, but still no one responded, and she felt powerless.

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The sudden ringing of the cell phone broke Lantian's original tranquility, and the name on the caller ID made her heart tighten.

Lantian looked at his phone and saw that it was lawyer Wu Lingxiao.

She quickly pressed the answer button, and Wu Lingxiao's steady and clear voice came from the other end:

"Lantian, let me tell you, the inheritance case will go to court the day after tomorrow. We've already completed all the relevant preparations. However, I still want to ask if you have any special arrangements or ideas?"

Hearing this news, Lantian couldn't help but frown slightly.

Wow, time flies.

In a blink of an eye, her case was about to go to trial.

She had almost forgotten.

To be honest, she has always been disgusted by the complicated and tedious court proceedings that are filled with all kinds of rules, regulations and procedures.

After a moment of silence and thought, Lantian finally responded:

"Lawyer Wu, I won't be attending this trial. I'll leave all matters to you! After all, I've always had great confidence in your professional abilities, and I'm sure you'll be able to handle this matter properly."

After hanging up the phone, Lantian turned around and looked at the self-deprecating Ergou who was strolling leisurely, with a sly glint in his eyes:

"Ergou, I have an idea. Let's post the trial process of this case online. What do you think? It will definitely cause quite a stir."

Deser Dog's eyes lit up and he jumped up excitedly:

"Wow, host, your idea is great! Once this hype is stirred up, maybe those guys who are secretly plotting things will be forced out, and it will also give us a chance to shine."

Lantian rolled his eyes at him and chuckled:

"You only care about the spotlight. I'm hoping to use the pressure of online public opinion to dig out some of the truth behind this case. Xin Zhu poisoned both Xin Xin and Chu Wanfeng, but there's no evidence to prove it. The Queen Mother was there when I arrived, so I couldn't get any evidence at all."

Speaking of the time when he came into this world, Ergou couldn't help but shudder.

This is not his fault, but it is his fault.

"I was thinking, if I push Xinzhu into a desperate situation, will there be some gains? The original owner's wish is to save the world at any time, but in her heart, she must still hate the daughter of this human trafficker!"

Dese hurriedly polished the host's leather shoes.

"Yes, yes, the host is wise. However, if we want to release the trial news online, we need to plan it carefully, find a suitable entry point, and be careful not to be bitten back by the other party."

Lantian paced the room, pondering, "First, we need to find a reliable online platform. We can't just post it on some random website. Also, the message needs to be cleverly written to pique public interest without revealing too much sensitive information about the case."

Desser Ergou scratched his head and said seriously:

"Host, I think we can start by talking about your identity as the mysterious heir. I can reveal a little bit about your connection to the inheritance, but without going into too much detail. This way, we can pique everyone's curiosity."

Lantian nodded in agreement:

"Yeah, that makes sense. Then we should emphasize the potential impact this case may have on social fairness and justice, so that the public feels the need to pay attention to this matter. By the way, Ergou, do you have any way to monitor online public opinion? Once the news is released, there will definitely be various opinions, and we need to keep abreast of them."

The cocky Ergou patted his chest and assured:

"Host, don't worry. Although I don't have many points, I still have some tricks up my sleeve. I can set up some keyword monitoring. Once a related topic becomes popular, I'll be notified immediately. Then we can adjust our strategy accordingly."

Just as Lantian and Dese Ergou were discussing the online release matters intensively.

On the other hand, after learning that Lantian's inheritance case was about to go to trial, Xinzhu also began to plan secretly.

As soon as she made a phone call, Zhang Muyuan returned home, and the two of them did not hold a court session, but conspired in a dimly lit room.

Xin Zhu said with a sinister look in her eyes, "Is Xin Tian really crazy? She actually wants to fight me for the inheritance. She's a psychopath, and suddenly she shows up to claim the inheritance. The court actually holds a trial for even this kind of lawsuit? Humph, we can't let her get away with it. Go check her background for me and see if there's anything we can use to hold her accountable. Make some trouble for her before the trial."

Zhang Muyuan said hesitantly, "Xiaozhu, my people have checked online before, and Xin Tian's information seems to be protected by some mysterious force, making it difficult to dig deeper."

Xin Zhu glared at him impatiently:

"I don't care what method you use, you must find a breakthrough. Also, contact our friends in the media and see if we can throw some dirty water on her in public opinion to make the public suspicious of her." He nodded quickly and hurried away.

After hearing this, Zhang Muyuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If he didn't need Xinzhu's money urgently, he wouldn't care about her death!

All he does all day long is give him and his people orders, but he can't do anything right. It's terrible!

(?﹏?)

At this moment, where Liu Xu was, the news about Xin Tian's claim to the inheritance spread like wildfire and reached his ears.

This sudden news made him suspicious, and he began to wonder whether this matter was related to the complicated entanglement between himself and Zhao Chansheng.

He sat upright in the spacious and bright study, his brows tightly furrowed, with two deep grooves carved on his forehead.

His deep eyes stared ahead, as if trying to see through the void in front of him to the truth hidden behind it.

After a moment of silence, he turned to look at the butler standing respectfully on the side, and said in a low voice:

"Go investigate Xin Tian's situation right now! I want to know what happened to her? Is there someone secretly supporting her? Humph, how could she, a dying, terminally ill woman, stir up such a storm and cause so much trouble?"

Upon hearing this, the butler nodded quickly, then turned around and left to carry out the task assigned by his master.

Liu Xu was still sitting quietly in the exquisitely carved chair, as motionless as a sculpture.

But his brain was working rapidly, and all kinds of thoughts and speculations kept emerging like a tide.