Blossom in Adversity

C22. Dream of the Past.

Chapter 22: Dream of the Past

The rain had stopped and started again, and Hua Zhi gradually fell asleep to the pitter-patter of the rain.

She was restless when it came to changing beds; she kept having recurring dreams of things she hadn't remembered for a long time.

As her car drove onto the winding mountain road, her phone rang, and she glanced at the number. After tapping a few times on her phone, she answered.

"Sis, it's me."

In the enclosed space, the voice on the other end was as gentle as usual.

"Is there something?"

"Sis, according to your schedule, you should have entered the mountain road, right?"

"What are you trying to say?"

"The headline 'Hua Linzhi, the head of the Hua family, dies in a car accident while on a self-driving trip for relaxation,' how does that sound?"

She pressed the brake, but there was no response as expected when she entered the mountain road.

"No need to press it, it's useless. I already knew the brakes would only work until you entered the mountain road." The gentle voice changed in tone due to excitement, "Hua Linzhi, you are so powerful, show me how you'll get out of this dead end!"

"Madam Xu is with you, right? Please thank her for accompanying me on my final journey." Madam Xu, her mother, if it wasn't her who booked the flight if it wasn't her who persuaded her to take a vacation, she wouldn't be here today, of course, she took advantage of the situation.

"Not only that, if it weren't for two uncles, where would we get the courage from? Have you ever thought about who wouldn't envy your position? If you were allowing them to make money, everyone could prosper, but you insisted on changing the department heads with lucrative positions every year, clearly making it difficult for everyone to succeed. No wonder your uncles curse you! Even if you managed the company like a well-oiled machine, praised and admired by countless people, not a single relative doesn't hate you. Do you know how much we all hate you?!"

Her grip tightened on the steering wheel, but she kept a steady hold, her face showing no signs of resentment or anger but instead a smile, "Can a powerful person like me discern hatred?"

The other party fell silent for a moment, then asked sharply, "You already knew? You didn't go up the mountain road?"

"I did."

"Then why did you..."

"What's the point of living like this? Working hard to earn money to support a group of people who backstab you, and yet being threatened at every turn. It's better if we all perish."

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? You don't know? This is a live broadcast. The premeditated murder of your sister, Hua Linqi, you've already confessed in public. There's no one to save you now. They won't bother about you. Oh, I forgot to tell you, before coming out, I made a will; the entire Hua Group will be donated in full, not a single cent left, including everything in my name, the house you currently live in, the old family house—all under my name. Everything you schemed to get... gone."

After a piercing scream of losing control, another person took the phone, "Hua Linzhi! Why don't you just die straightforwardly? Go and die!"

"Mom, rest assured, I've always been obedient. I'll go die right away." The car sped up, and the turning of the steering wheel became more significant. "Before I die, let me remind you of something; that gigolo you're raising is married, and they have a daughter. His wife is about to give birth again. Congratulations, you're blinded once more."