Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

The first thing Ye Xinghe did when she woke up the next morning was to check her WeChat on her phone, but there were still no messages from Hua Qingmeng and Lin Hao.

Next, she opened Weibo and saw a private message from Miao Ziyi. The message asked if it would be convenient for her to meet and talk, and then left her contact information.

Ye Xinghe also liked this simple, direct, and efficient approach, so she added the other party's WeChat account, noting "Weibo, insider," and sent it over.

Soon after, the other party accepted the friend request, and the two agreed to meet at a Western restaurant opposite Jiangyang TV Station at noon today.

Ye Xinghe arrived 20 minutes earlier than agreed, chose a seat by the window, and sent the table number to Miao Ziyi.

After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a woman wearing a dark blue business suit and 8-centimeter high heels walk over.

Miao Ziyi looks slimmer and younger in person than she does on television. Her hair is casually tied back with a pearl hair clip, and her demeanor is very dignified and elegant.

Ye Xinghe stood up and first identified herself.

Miao Ziyi appeared calm on the surface, but was actually quite surprised.

She noticed Ye Xinghe as soon as she entered. She thought the girl was pretty, with a pure yet alluring look, and assumed she was her husband's mistress coming to negotiate. She even prepared her insults without using any profanity.

She never expected that the woman in front of her was actually the heiress of the Ye Group!

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. How could such a beautiful woman, with her graceful demeanor, fall for her unfortunate husband?

Miao Ziyi called the waiter to order, and the two sat down to eat and chat.

Ye Xinghe picked up the lemon water on the table, poured a glass, and handed it over. "I didn't expect our first meeting to be like this. Can I call you Sister Ziyi?"

Miao Ziyi smiled and nodded.

"Sister Ziyi, I'll skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point. Your husband's mistress is my sister-in-law. These are their alternate Weibo accounts, which I found out. You can take a look."

Ye Xinghe handed over the phone and continued:

“My older brother is very focused on his work and is quite oblivious to matters of the heart. He believes that marriage means being loyal to each other, trusting each other, and not restricting each other’s freedom. He trusts my sister-in-law completely.”

“Our Ye family would absolutely not allow a woman like that to stay in the house. But it’s a bit difficult to persuade my older brother to get a divorce. He’s quite traditional and would never get a divorce unless absolutely necessary, so I need your help now.”

Miao Ziyi scrolled through her phone, glancing up at Ye Xinghe every now and then, a bitter smile creeping across her usually calm face.

She too had been too busy with work to care for her family. She never imagined that her husband had been cheating on her for a year, and she hadn't even noticed.

She handed the phone back and said calmly, "What does Miss Ye need me to do?"

"Just call me Xinghe. I need their hotel booking records and flight/high-speed rail travel records for the past year. My family doesn't know about this yet, and I don't want to bother them."

Miao Ziyi agreed without hesitation.

Ye Xinghe had seen too many couples fight so fiercely that relatives and friends advised them to separate, only for the couples to reconcile shortly afterward, leaving those who had advised them to separate in a bad light. So, she continued:

"Ziyi, I'm not telling you this to break up your family, I just want to tell you the truth. You need to think things through regarding your family, because I see you still have children."

Miao Ziyi has met many wealthy heiresses, some good-looking, some well-mannered, and some highly educated, and they are all different.

However, very few people possess all the advantages, are outstanding, and most importantly, have such profound foresight at such a young age.

Miao Ziyi said in a relaxed tone, "Xinghe, I understand what you mean. But why keep such scum around if we don't get rid of him as soon as possible?"

The two understood each other without saying a word, and smiled at each other.

Ye Xinghe thought to herself that it was so much more pleasant to do things with smart people, and her liking for the woman in front of her increased even more.

“Sister Ziyi, next Saturday, I will make Zheng Juan leave the Ye family with nothing. If you really decide to divorce, my advice is to not give anything away in the next two weeks and transfer the assets.”

Miao Ziyi nodded, indicating that she would expedite the process.

The two then discussed their respective work.

Before leaving, Miao Ziyi extended her hand and said, "Xinghe, it was a pleasure to meet you. I just didn't expect it to happen this way. If you ever need anything from me, please feel free to contact me."

Ye Xinghe shook hands with her and smiled, "I'm also very happy to meet Sister Ziyi. I wish us a successful collaboration."

Through this meeting, Ye Xinghe learned that Miao Ziyi's husband was named Wan Yi, who worked at an insurance company. He didn't have to work regular hours and his job was very easy. He usually picked up and dropped off their child from kindergarten, and that's how he got in touch with Zheng Juan. Every time he went on a business trip, he used the excuse of meeting clients.

The couple deposits their monthly salaries into a joint family bank card. Miao Ziyi is very busy with work, and her husband, Wan Yi, handles all the big and small matters in their lives. She has never checked the spending records or the account balance. Yesterday was the first time she checked, and she discovered that Wan Yi only deposits his basic salary of 2000 yuan into the account each month. The family's basic monthly expenses exceed 10,000 yuan, all paid for with Miao Ziyi's money.

As for Zheng Juan, Ye Xingyu bought the house and car in full before the marriage. The two have no joint debts or loans. He can just kick her out when the time comes.

After having dinner with her family, Ye Xinghe, who hadn't slept well for two or three days, went to bed at 8 o'clock.

Before going to bed, she checked WeChat again, still no messages. She then glanced at her Moments; the first post was Jin Shasha showing off her gifts. The second was Jiang Yan advertising her own clothing store…

Ye Xinghe scrolled down a few more pages, then, feeling sleepy, she turned off the light and went to sleep.

She was probably too tired lately, because she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

At one o'clock in the morning, she was awakened by the urge to urinate.

I went to the bathroom, and when I came back in a daze, I had just slumped onto the bed to continue sleeping when I heard a muffled "Bang!" outside.

Ye Xinghe rubbed her eyes, and by the moonlight outside, she saw something that looked about half a person's height on the balcony.

"Here we go again! What the hell is this now!" Ye Xinghe cursed inwardly, but she wasn't as scared as she was last time.

She took out the amulet that Hua Qingmeng had given her from under her pillow, held it in her hand, and slowly approached the balcony.

She quietly lifted one side of the curtain and saw a man sitting on the floor, leaning against the balcony door, seemingly asleep.

Ye Xinghe knocked on the glass a few times from inside, but there was no response. So, she mustered her courage and moved closer, only to discover that it was—Hua Qingmeng!