Jiang Baiyuan is a world-renowned genius scientist. At the age of 26, his groundbreaking paper ushered in a new era for neuroscience, making him a hot favorite for the Nobel Prize. However, the night before the award ceremony, his beloved wife disappeared. Overwhelmed by grief, Jiang Baiyuan became disillusioned with the world, effectively turning his once-celebrated life into a fortress of solitude…
Jiang Ruyi has transmigrated into a book. She has become the four-year-old daughter of the villainous tycoon, Jiang Baiyuan. At this time, her mother had just vanished, and her father was drowning his sorrows in alcohol. She was about to be sent to live with her aunt, where she would become a pitiful, dependent child with a short and tragic life…
Reality was too terrifying. She decisively clung to her father’s leg, crying in a babyish voice, “Daddy, mommy is gone, and I only have you…”
A story of redemption, a quest to find his wife, and the daily life of a doting father.
Synopsis:
Ruan Yan got married in a flash. Her new husband showered her with beautiful dresses, dazzling jewelry, and a splendid castle… He personally crafted a paradise of love for her, but she spent her life trying to escape. Later—
“Why aren’t you running away anymore?”
“He’s too crazy, and I’m tired of the chase.”
He Ji overheard her conversation with a friend, licked his lips, and took it as a compliment.
Synopsis of “The Wealthy Fish Has Gotten Rich [Book Transmigration]”:
Upon transmigrating into a book, Zhong Xiao became the legendary winner in life. Despite her humble origins, she was beautiful and married even more beautifully, becoming the eldest daughter-in-law of the richest man after a grand wedding. If only she weren’t the sickly cannon fodder in the story…
Knowing she wouldn’t live past twenty-eight due to her frail health, Zhong Xiao decided to live like a carefree fish. However, being a fish in a wealthy family isn’t easy. With a cold, unloving husband, a scheming mother-in-law, and sisters-in-law who sent romantic distractions her way to mock her, Zhong Xiao had to rely on her transmigrated knowledge to earn her first billion and then divorce the wealthy family!
Chapter 1
Headlines:
- Genius Scientist Jiang Baiyuan Goes Mad, Illegally Researches Human Brains!
- Leader of High-IQ Crime Syndicate Arrested: Jiang Baiyuan Faces Life Imprisonment!
- The Fall of a Genius: Jiang Baiyuan Becomes a Major Stain in the History of Neuroscience!
In Shenzhen, at 8 AM, headlines were updating, sparking heated discussions. The protagonist of these headlines, Jiang Baiyuan, was in handcuffs, just stepping out of a police car. The area was surrounded by media, reporters, and many families of the victims.
“An eye for an eye!”
“Scum of society!”
“Worse than a beast!”
“Die! Die!”
Angry voices accompanied the throwing of rotten vegetables and eggs.
“Smack! Crack!”
Eggs burst on his head and clothes, the yellow liquid covering him, the stench overwhelming. The scene resembled an ancient public humiliation.
However, the prisoner showed no emotional response, his face handsome, pale, and thin, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking as clean as a young man despite being nearly forty.
“He doesn’t look like a bad guy,” Jiang Ruyi, a rookie journalist in the crowd, whispered, tugging at her senior’s sleeve, “Could he have been wronged?”
Her senior, Chen Yang, a seasoned journalist, retorted, “You girls are too naive. Do criminals write ‘bad’ on their faces? Someone like him, with high education and intelligence, commits crimes far more dangerous than an average person. Illegal research, live experiments, absolutely insane! Good thing he was caught.”
Jiang Ruyi knew Jiang Baiyuan’s crimes were heinous, but seeing his face, she felt an inexplicable sympathy—actually, he was quite pitiful. However, the pitiful are often hateful.
“Jiang Baiyuan, give me back my son’s life!” A short, plump middle-aged woman rushed forward, swinging an iron rod at his legs. Caught off guard, Jiang Baiyuan was knocked to his knees. Other victims’ families joined in, kicking him. The situation escalated out of control.
The police struggled to maintain order: “Stay calm! Everyone, stay calm! Don’t attack! This is assault! It’s illegal!”
But their efforts were in vain. The enraged crowd knocked Jiang Baiyuan down. His clothes were torn open, revealing blood marks on his neck and face, which must have hurt, yet he seemed unaffected, still wearing that look of disdain for the world, allowing them to vent their anger and hatred.
Until a photo fell from his pocket. Suddenly, life seemed to return to him; his expression panicked, eyes wide and startlingly bright, as he reached for the photo, murmuring, “Yingying, Yingying—”
The photo was trampled underfoot. His hand was injured, bleeding, but he paid no attention, desperately trying to retrieve the photo: “Give it back. Stop stepping on it. Stop.”
No one heeded his words. Finally, he went mad, attacking others, which only resulted in more brutal beatings, and even the police used electric batons to subdue him.
He never got the photo back. Nor did anyone care about the photo.
Except for Jiang Ruyi. After the crowd dispersed, she picked up the photo, now dirty and crumpled, almost unrecognizable. She carefully cleaned it and saw a woman, incredibly beautiful, young, with milky white skin, a delicate oval face, eyes bright as stars, lips red and moist, an ancient beauty, both alluring and innocent, wearing a simple white gauze dress, exuding an ethereal quality.
Who was this? As she pondered, Chen Yang looked over, saw the woman in the photo, and without a word, picked it up, staring blankly for a while.
