CHAPTER 1158: CHAPTER 1159: THE LITTLE SISTER OF THE LOVE-STRUCK BROTHER 1

Zhang Yu returned to the empty space, once again not hearing the familiar but headache-inducing system voice.

Taking advantage of the system’s absence, she once again carefully recalled the previous mission. After Song Ziming’s death, of course, Song Shijian and Song Ziming’s wife and son had to rush back.

His inheritance was smoothly passed on to his son. Zhang Yu knew that it wasn’t that Song Shijian didn’t want to fight, but that Song Ziming had known about the daughter Song Shijian’s mistress had and had long written a will, making his wife the asset manager.

Song Shijian initially thought he’d get a share of Song Ziming’s property as his father, but he didn’t expect his son to guard against him so heavily.

Looking at his daughter-in-law and grandson happily receiving the inheritance, Song Shijian wasn’t pleased. Even though this was his only grandson, he didn’t like him.

Don’t look at how Song Shijian arranged for Song Ziming’s son to study abroad and find a place to live; the grandparent-grandchild relationship wasn’t worth much.

Considering what that mother and daughter said about how Song Ziming’s family of three looked down on them, Song Shijian wasn’t fond of his only grandson.

With his only son dead, and his relationship with his daughter-in-law and grandson average, as for Tang Fu, Song Shijian felt no emotional connection to her, only remaining married for Song Ziming’s sake.

Now that Song Ziming had passed, spurred by that mother and daughter, and with his daughter being quite talented, he was more reluctant to let her bear the stigma of being an illegitimate child. He spent a sum of money to divorce Tang Fu.

For the sake of his outside lover, aged as he was, the divorced Song Shijian once again became a notable figure in the domestic business circle.

When Zhang Yu heard about Song Shijian’s divorce, she knew this old guy had abandoned Tang Fu’s side of the family. In the future, his money, not just Tang Fu, even Song Ziming’s son shouldn’t count on it.

As expected, after Song Shijian’s death, all the inheritance went to that mother and daughter.

This nearly enraged Song Ziming’s wife and child to death, and there were plenty of confrontations between them and that mother and daughter, both sides fighting intensely.

The lawsuit went on for a long time, and in the end, that mother and son actually took most of the inheritance. The reason was that the daughter Song Shijian coddled wasn’t his child at all, but the child of the lover and her lover.

When Zhang Yu heard this news, she was also stunned, then celebrated with a good drink.

She specially flew to pay respects to Song Weikang and Song Shijian, of course intending to share the news with them properly.

With her reputation in ruins and no money in hand, the fake Young Miss Song who failed to snag a golden bachelor quickly faded from the social scene.

Song Ziming’s son also had little talent in business, just like his father.

The only difference was that this kid, unlike Song Ziming, knew his capabilities and didn’t stubbornly push for investments or startups but rather invested in shares with good performance, relying on dividends and rent to live.

Zhang Yu thought back carefully and felt the client should be quite satisfied.

"What’s going on?" Zhang Yu found it very strange, although the system had often gone missing before, usually arriving late or leaving after giving assignments.

It would absolutely, absolutely never be missing for so long, especially without leaving a single piece of information.

Zhang Yu was truly worried, but no matter how much she fussed or caused a commotion, she never heard that annoying voice.

Even reciting the system phrase, even saying those words she previously hated most, even after talking till she was parched, she just couldn’t hear the system’s voice.

Zhang Yu quietly lay in the vast space, tossing and turning for a long time. After some thought, she opened the interface and bought a lot of things.

Even though some of these things weren’t what she wanted and felt like a waste of points, she still bought them anyway.

Although she didn’t know if buying all these things could help the system, at least it brought her some peace of mind.

Zhang Yu sometimes wondered what kind of big matter could make the system be occupied for so long.

In the empty space, she was the only one speaking, and all there was, was the echo.

After lying down for a bit, Zhang Yu just felt she couldn’t rest.

Feeling helpless, she really couldn’t lie still. "Forget it, let’s go to the mission."

Figuring the system probably wouldn’t show up, she decided to go out, complete the missions, work hard to earn points, and then buy whatever she wanted.

When Zhang Yu woke up again, she found herself lying in a very small room. Sitting up, she assessed the room, feeling like a fat person could pretty much reach the walls and pillows from side to side.

Estimating roughly, the width was about one meter at most, and she seemed to be laying on a lofted bed.

Climbing to the bed’s edge, she peeked down. Goodness, below was a small desk by the window, and in the not-so-big space, part of it was also turned into a wardrobe.

What she found hardest to accept was that there wasn’t even a door, just a curtain for separation.

"What’s this about, how can a room be this small." What Zhang Yu could think was, could this be Harbor City?

But even the maid’s room in Harbor City has a folding door. Zhang Yu was utterly baffled.

Never mind, first receive the messages. Looking outside the window, it must be near dawn.

After receiving all the messages, Zhang Yu was truly stunned and speechless. "Clearly there’s a three-bedroom, one living room, and a floating balcony house at home. Surely there should be a room for the original owner."

"The couple has one room, brother Zhang Hao has a room, the floating balcony turned into a study, and the north-facing room turned into a dressing room."

Rather than use the north-facing room as a wardrobe to store the lady of the house’s clothes and bags, they never thought about leaving a room for the original owner.

The room the original owner stayed in, to be precise, wasn’t even her home.

The house bought was an end unit, with a ventilation shaft about one meter wide and two meters long outside the front door.

Many families extend the front door outwards, turning this into a storage room. The original owner’s family, thinking quickly, resolved the problem of the original owner having nowhere to live like this.

Zhang Yu really wanted to curse. If there wasn’t this passage, would she have to sleep on the floor in the living room?

Taking out an old phone to check the time, goodness, it was almost half-past five. Never mind, get up, review her studies, and then prepare breakfast and lunch.

"Luckily I only have to prepare one person’s breakfast." Zhang Yu yawned, preparing herself a hearty breakfast.

As for lunch, Zhang Yu didn’t hold back either, going straight for steak.

This couple was adept at maintaining appearances, acting as if they treated their daughter well outside.

Back home, towards the original owner, they’d behave with cold violence. The sensitive original owner could feel her parents’ dislike, so she became even more timid.

Living very cautiously in this home, she studied hard, remembering everyone’s preferences.

She knew her parents worried about Zhang Hao’s various issues, so she behaved sensibly and never troubled them.

Truly confirming the adage that crying children get milk; this couple, who favored sons over daughters, directly ignored the original owner.