Chapter 38: The Shura Field

Zhao Baitong curled her lips into a smile. "It’s very simple: just take out mortgages on your properties—several, or even a dozen of them. We’re heading to the Dragon Kingdom in a few days anyway, so you’ll be coming with us!"

Two hours later, Donna and Emma finished packing their bags. As Donna looked at the house she had lived in for over a decade, her eyes welled up with tears, and she used her phone to snap several photos.

When they drove back to the villa, it was already evening. All the women had returned, and the mansion was instantly filled with the presence of stunning beauties. For Yang Jie, however, it felt a bit like a battlefield, as Li Siyao and Zhao Baitong were both staring daggers at Yang Rongrong.

"How did you two hook up?"

"Why should I tell you two? What is your relationship with Yang Jie?"

Li Siyao pointed to herself. "I am his wife—the legal kind!"

Even though Yang Rongrong had braced herself, she was so choked up she could barely breathe. She had finally prepared herself to get married, only to run into a scumbag! She had unwittingly become "the other woman"—a term that had always felt so distant from her life.

"And what is your relationship with Yang Jie?" Yang Rongrong pointed at Zhao Baitong, her face puffed up with indignation.

"Uh, my situation is a bit complicated. If we were in Utah, I’d count as his wife, but in Texas, I’m his girlfriend!"

Utah was the stronghold of the Mormons, where taking an additional wife only resulted in a $750 fine and community service; Yang Jie had joined the faith long ago. Of course, it wasn't legal in Texas, but... who could prove they were illegal? Yang Jie had even gone so far as to draw up a rental contract for Zhao Baitong just to make things look more official.

Upon learning that Yang Jie was married and had a mistress, Yang Rongrong’s eyes widened, her mouth agape, and she was too shocked to speak. She fell silent. After a long moment, her strong sense of morality forced her to take a deep breath and lower her head toward the two women. "I—I’m sorry. I didn’t know he had a family. It’s... it’s my fault."

Li Siyao and Zhao Baitong were slightly surprised; this was the first time they had encountered someone like this. Li Siyao waved her hand. "Sort out your own issues with him!"

With that, the two joined the ongoing discussion. Seeing Yang Rongrong looking utterly despondent, Li Siyao hesitated before saying, "If you can, I suggest you listen closely to what we’re discussing now. It should be helpful to you."

Yang Rongrong looked up abruptly. "You—why aren't you angry?"

Li Siyao shrugged, looking completely indifferent. "Do you think a billionaire would only have one or two women? Actually, Yang Jie is already quite good. Sometimes you can’t blame him; after all, plenty of bitches throw themselves at him."

"Besides, no matter how wild he gets outside, I’m still the one in charge at home, along with Zhao Baitong..."

"Alright, don’t think about anything else for now. Listen carefully to our conversation..."

Yang Jie took the lead in arranging a room for Donna and her daughter to stay in, then gathered everyone together to assign tasks.

"Three days! We have three days. Once we finish purchasing everything on the list, I’ll leave one hundred million dollars behind and then return home."

He took out two bank cards and handed them to Donna and Emma. Donna looked confused. "What is this?"

Yang Jie added the two women to their group chat and sent them the list. "Everything checked off is already purchased; the rest needs to be acquired. You can also pick up some things you personally like. My advice is to prioritize practical items. There are twenty million dollars on each card—spend as you please!"

With a wave of his hand, Yang Jie scared Donna half to death. She was stunned—was this the kind of benefit you got for joining the team? Twenty million dollars just like that, and she could spend it however she wanted? If she had met this man sooner, she wouldn't have had to work so hard all these years! In the States, anyone who spent money so lavishly would always win applause and praise.

Just as the team was bustling with discussion and sharing opinions, back in the Dragon Kingdom, it was midday, and people scrolling through short videos were left completely dumbfounded.

Yang Rongrong’s video account had surged to the top of the trending list once again. The reason was simple: a video of the dispersal of a protest in the States had initially received no traffic, as everyone was used to such things. But when someone with a keen eye paired Yang Rongrong’s video with this news, it ignited the entire internet.

According to the news in the States, the protest in Houston had been dispersed, financial losses were within a controllable range, and there were no casualties. This shocked everyone. Many netizens were now capable of independent thought; they weren't easily led by the nose, or at least, they wouldn't stay led for long.

Netizens commented:
[Holy cow, which side is telling the truth?]
[Surely the official news from the States is more credible.]
[Hahahaha, "the official news from the States is credible"—that’s the funniest joke I’ve heard all year.]
[I can’t tell anymore. Can someone who actually knows what’s going on explain?]

A netizen with an IP address in the States replied: [God knows. There’s almost no reporting here. Unless you live nearby, nobody knows what happened.]
[Isn't it supposed to be "free" and "democratic"?]
[The public opinion is also quite "free" and "democratic."]
[I live right near there. Shots were fired. It was brutal; they were literally beating each other's brains out. I was peeking from my balcony, and a bullet nearly took my head off.]

After these Chinese citizens living in the States spoke up, the "public intellectuals" online were completely defeated. Now, a question emerged in everyone’s minds: who was the person in Yang Rongrong’s video?

[Who was the one firing the shots?]
[So badass. Taking down dozens of people alone. My parents and I were kneeling while watching the video.]
[Badass my ass, I could do that too.]
[Do what? With that fully kitted HK416 and that much sustained combat, an average person couldn't handle it. If you don't believe me, try carrying three kilograms of gear and running a lap around the track.]

While people were arguing, netizens had already begun digging for the real identity of the man with the gun. Yang Rongrong’s phone was nearly blown up; both people in the industry and her company were calling to ask who the man was.

Yang Rongrong didn't answer immediately. She was still a bit dazed. The events of the past few days were more absurd than anything she had experienced in her entire life. First, she was kidnapped, then rescued. When she was saved, she watched over a dozen people get killed, and she thought that was the limit. Who knew she would then run into a protest where her savior would end up in a fierce firefight with a group of thugs? And in the end, she had even personally taken one down herself.