Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 102: Brother-in-law is the Ex 2_1

Huang Jing stared at the mirror for a long while, "Alright, I should go get a beauty card tomorrow."

Although it’s a bit pricey and some say it’s a trap, it does have its effects.

"Women should still treat themselves well." The original owner’s skin condition really can’t be salvaged by self-care alone.

If it’s something you can’t handle yourself, then let the professionals take care of it.

And clothes, Zhang Yu felt she should also consider getting a few new pieces, not necessarily designer brands, but at least something with quality.

She remembered that the original owner was planning to go back to the Huang family soon, not just to let the Huang family know about her boyfriend’s existence—though in fact, they already knew, they just hadn’t met him.

Another aspect was to discuss marriage. The original owner and her boyfriend were college classmates, with three years of feelings during university and five years from working together, adding up to an eight-year relationship.

But in the end, none of it was as solid as the spark between Huang Lei and Ho Zhen; due to their mutual interest, the marriage discussions naturally did not settle.

Huang Jing, back in the city where she worked, continued to strive for buying a house, while Ho Zhen took advantage of so-called business trips, returning home to see his parents, meeting friends, and other excuses, to frequently date Huang Lei.

As their relationship progressed by leaps and bounds, and when they wanted to get married, Ho Zhen secretly transferred the money Huang Jing had saved for the house, and then he made the down payment on a house, with the names being his and Huang Lei’s.

Huang Jing thought of this and jolted; right, how could she have forgotten this fact? Although the original owner had not stated it outright, she had often hinted in front of Ho Zhen that she would shoulder the responsibility of buying a house with him.

Everyone is no fool; with such insinuations, the intention was clear, but even though Ho Zhen was somewhat dissatisfied with Huang Jing, thinking she wasn’t presentable enough,

he knew that he wouldn’t find a girl with conditions as good as Huang Jing’s, so he had no second thoughts and certainly didn’t plan to touch that card.

After all, having that money for the house later on would have the same effect; there was no need to look so unsightly in his greed.

But once he was with Huang Lei, Ho Zhen set his sights on that sum of money, having the credit card bills for their outings paid with various excuses by the original owner.

In the end, he even secretly took the money and bought a house, completely disregarding how much the original owner had sacrificed to save that money.

Although Ho Zhen didn’t plan to touch the money now, Huang Jing knew that once they returned next month, upon meeting the love of his life, he would start to eye that account.

But no matter, Huang Jing was not worried, because in two months, the company would be offering internal shares as a reward to a select group of employees.

Originally, Huang Jing was not included; after all, neither the length of her employment nor her contributions to the company qualified her.

But it can’t be denied that her luck was indeed good. Just before the list was finalized, her group had exceeded their target and significantly saved the company a considerable amount of money.

To reward them, the company included all members of that group, thus Huang Jing caught the last train.

Regrettably, in her past life, even though the original owner was very tempted by such a good opportunity, she didn’t buy shares due to planning for marrying and buying a wedding house.

But this time, Zhang Yu didn’t want to miss out. This was a great opportunity; those who bought shares, after the company went public, made a fortune effortlessly, their net worth easily reaching tens of millions.

To talk about making money from flipping houses, really, nothing made money quite like investing in the IT industry, not to mention the company’s prospects were genuinely promising.

Despite not being a top-tier company, the volume of business was really strong, making it a preferred employment target for many college graduates.

Such a great opportunity, one that wouldn’t make Ho Zhen suspicious when spending money, and an ideal use of funds that wouldn’t allow Huang Lixin and the others to force her to contribute, could she let it slip away?

Of course, she couldn’t miss it. Once the company went public and its shares could be cashed in, she had decided she would do so immediately.

Why not find a quiet place and simply enjoy the show peacefully?

Without her being the unsuspecting financier, she wouldn’t have acquired her first property before the housing prices soared.

Without the original host’s monthly contributions of tens of thousands, could Ho Zhen and Huang Lei have still afforded to raise two children and live a life without worries about food and clothing?

Of course, the retirement pensions of Mr. and Mrs. Huang Lixin were substantial, but as a teacher, Zhang Xiaoya really knew how to dress up, especially as she aged, her pursuit of beauty significantly intensified.

In her past life, with Huang Jing’s salary as a backbone, naturally there were no conflicts.

But with that much income gone, could the extravagant, beauty-loving Zhang Xiaoya and her daughter Huang Lei continue their affectionate mother-daughter relationship?

Huang Jing was truly looking forward, "Right, no matter what, the password to the card needs to be changed."

"Right, perhaps I should consider buying some financial products."

In the original host’s memory, the stock market, although not booming, wasn’t crashing either—it was in a stable phase. Investing in financial products should yield some modest earnings, certainly better than just letting the money sit idle.

After all, earning more money was the key to buying more shares and reaching retirement goals sooner.

Correct, Huang Jing knew she couldn’t switch careers, so the only option was to continue working at the company, strive to improve herself, and then await the day when she could securely sell her shares.

When that day truly arrived, she would resign immediately and become an onlooker.

Oh, right, there’s one thing she almost forgot—she must not let the Huang family catch wind of her plans; otherwise, they’d truly be like leeches.

Wait a minute, Huang Jing felt there was no need to be so anxious. One was a retired civil servant, and the other a retired teacher. Their pensions shouldn’t be low, surely enough to sustain the two of them.

It wouldn’t make sense for a money-making younger sister to support a parasitic older sister, would it?

If that really were the case, the solution was simple—continue adopting a child.

She had handled the adoption of Wang Yun quite well last time. Although Wang Yun wasn’t her biological child, she definitely outshined many others.

Did Zhang Guohua and the others ultimately envy Zhang Yu because she had money and a house?

Not at all; they envied her for having a filial daughter, a daughter with prospects.

Hmm, this idea wasn’t bad at all. It was known that Mr. and Mrs. Ho Zhen’s children were just as selfish as them.

Since the original host died early, she had absolutely no clue about the family’s subsequent life, but it was easy to guess that it probably wasn’t anything great.

In this life, if Huang Jing became successful, had no worries about money, and her adopted child thrived, maybe she could really annoy Mr. and Mrs. Ho Zhen to death.

As for whether Mr. and Mrs. Huang Lixin would be upset, they probably would be, since they preferred Huang Lei and wished to see her children succeed.

But if Huang Jing’s child was successful, they should be happy too, after all, a niece can also take care of her aunt.

Hahaha, if before their departure, they came to realize that what they wished for was impossible, that they definitely wouldn’t be cared for by Huang Lei,

she was really looking forward to seeing their unresigned faces at death—it must be quite entertaining.

Don’t call her heartless. Compared to Zhang Dagu and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Huang Lixin were truly more excessive, so they deserved to be restless even in their dying days.