Chapter 147 Bones Crushed to Ashes, Mother Zheng's Body Burned

When Zheng Tian heard Zheng Jie's words, he was slightly stunned.

"What? What did you say?"

Zheng Tian's tone was full of confusion, as if he hadn't yet reacted to the situation. Hearing this, Zheng Jie's face remained calm.

"You're paralyzed, not deaf."

"What, do you need me to repeat it?"

"Fine, then I'll say it again: she is dead, by suicide."

Hearing this, Zheng Tian's face was filled with disbelief.

Dead?

How could that be?

"Zheng Jie, you... it was your doing!"

Zheng Tian believed it was Zheng Jie's doing. At this moment, Zheng Jie's face was filled with disdain.

"If it were me, I would have made her live in eternal pain, rather than letting her off so easily with suicide."

Zheng Jie stretched.

Zheng Tian clenched his fists.

"Even if you didn't do it, she died because of you."

"Zheng Jie, how could you be like this?"

"She was your mother too."

"Why do you have to treat us this way?"

"Now that you've already obtained everything you wanted, why, why do you still have to persecute us like this?"

"Zheng Jie, a person like you won't have a good end."

Zheng Tian's tone was full of anger, as if Zheng Jie were a murderer. Hearing this, Zheng Jie's face remained calm; how could he possibly be angered by the other person's words now?

"My mother?"

"Was it her who made me live in the countryside, and then suddenly made me come over to replace you and marry Su Qiaoer because you ran away from the wedding?"

"And then, after watching you return, forced me to divorce and forced me to give up the Zheng Group—you call someone like that my mother?"

"Zheng Tian, let me tell you, she died because of your incompetence, not because of me."

Zheng Jie stepped forward, closing the distance to Zheng Tian.

"Zheng Tian, you had already gone abroad. Why did you come back? Wasn't it good to live a free and easy life outside? But you insisted on coming back, and that would have been fine, but you also wanted to take back the Zheng Group. Let me tell you, if it had just been about making me divorce Su Qiaoer, I wouldn't have been so ruthless. But instead, you wanted me to have nothing and wanted to take back the Zheng Group."

"So I had no choice but to ensure you met a dead end. But don't worry, Su Qiaoer's fate won't be much better than yours in the near future."

"Because she will be even more unfortunate than you."

Su Qiaoer?

Heh.

How could Zheng Jie let her off?

Now that Su Qiaoer had AIDS, Zheng Jie would certainly make good use of that.

Su Qiaoer cared most about face, so Zheng Jie would make her face disappear completely. Thinking of this, Zheng Jie stepped back.

"Zheng Jie, you are truly ruthless."

Zheng Tian looked at the other man, his eyes dark and uncertain, but his so-called threats had absolutely no effect on Zheng Jie.

Watching the other man's threatening posture, Zheng Jie let out a cold snort.

"I've already told you the news."

"Digest it well."

Leaving behind that final sentence, Zheng Jie turned and left.

Watching Zheng Jie's retreating figure, a roar came from Zheng Tian inside the Hospital room. His emotions had completely collapsed. After Zheng Jie left, the doctor and Nurse immediately entered the room. Once they were inside, the surveillance system resumed operation.

After leaving, the secretary approached.

"Chairman, according to the law, now that Mrs. Zheng has passed away without a will, you are entitled to one-sixth of the current Zheng family assets."

Zheng Jie was a member of the Zheng family. In the absence of any will left by Mrs. Zheng, Zheng Jie could claim Mrs. Zheng's inheritance.

"Let the Legal Department handle this matter."

Zheng Jie took a deep breath, his tone calm. He didn't take this matter to heart, so he simply let the Legal Department deal with it.

"Understood."

The secretary nodded.

The secretary immediately made arrangements, and at the same time, news of Mrs. Zheng's suicide spread thoroughly throughout the circle.

"Really? Dead?"

"Yes, the death certificate has already been issued, so it must be suicide."

"My goodness, this is just too..."

"Her eldest son, whom she regarded as her life, ended up like this. I guess her mindset must have completely collapsed, so under these circumstances, she could only choose suicide."

"If you ask me, these people in the Zheng family are just too stupid. Zheng Jie's ability is clearly far, far superior to Zheng Tian's. In such a situation, they should have given the president's position to Zheng Jie. That way, in the future, Zheng Tian would just be a shareholder and could still live a life of wealth and ease. Instead, who would have thought it would turn out like this? It's unbelievable."

"Yeah, who's to say otherwise? The second son just wasn't valued."

"..."

Many people in the circle were discussing this matter. After all, suicide was rarely seen in this circle, so almost everyone was currently talking about it.

After hearing this, Su Qiaoer's first reaction was disbelief.

"Dead? How could that be?"

Su Qiaoer's eyes widened.

"Yes, it has been confirmed that Zheng Tian has high paraplegia. You also know how much the Zheng family valued Zheng Tian. Now that he has become like this, one can imagine what would happen."

Hearing this, Su Qiaoer nodded. Having lived in the Zheng family for several years, Su Qiaoer knew very well how much they doted on Zheng Tian. Since Zheng Tian had become like this, it was normal that Mrs. Zheng couldn't handle it.

"Then Mrs. Zheng's body..."

Su Qiaoer suddenly thought of something. Currently, Father Zheng was in Prison, and Zheng Tian was in the Hospital room, paralyzed and unable to move, so the body...

"It's with Zheng Jie. I suspect... she won't be given a decent end."

Su Qiaoer's mother sighed.

"If you ask me, now that the person is dead, they should be given a decent funeral. Isn't it said that the dead are to be respected?"

Hearing this, Father Su nodded.

In the eyes of elders like them, the dead are to be respected, but for Zheng Jie, what did respect for the dead matter? In this regret-themed novel, he had to carry out a true revenge.

"It won't happen."

"Zheng Jie will definitely not give her a so-called decent end."

Su Qiaoer shook her head. She understood Zheng Jie; a person like him wouldn't let things go so easily. He would most likely deliver a direct humiliation.

Thinking of this, Su Qiaoer sighed.

She felt some fear in her heart now.

She wondered what her own future would look like.

Thinking of this, Su Qiaoer raised her head and looked at the window not far away. The sunlight outside was abundant, and it should have been bright, but for some reason, Su Qiaoer felt a chill all over her body.

"Sigh."

After a long while, Su Qiaoer sighed.

At this moment, the fear in her heart was known only to Su Qiaoer herself.

On the other side, after Zheng Jie left the Hospital, driven by Old Li, they arrived at the entrance of the funeral home. At this moment, several staff members were waiting there for Zheng Jie.

"Boss."

Seeing Zheng Jie arrive, these people quickly called out.

"Mm."

Zheng Jie nodded, acknowledging them.

"Boss, the body is here. Please take a look..."

Zheng Jie arrived beside the body. Because of the sleeping pills taken, the body was relatively well-preserved and not as gruesome as a corpse from a car accident. Looking at the body, Zheng Jie's face remained calm.

"Hmph."

"If you want to blame someone, blame your own favoritism."

"If you hadn't been so biased, perhaps none of this would have happened."

"But regret is useless now. In this world, there is everything, except for regret medicine. So... it has to be this way. In your next life, see things more clearly and learn to be fair."

At this moment, Zheng Jie thought about the plot in the novel. Since Zheng Tian returned, the original owner's experiences were truly unbearable to read. Zheng Jie did not want to experience those things himself, so in this situation, he needed to retaliate fiercely.

"Burn it, using the most ordinary furnace will do."

"Yes."

The funeral home staff walked over, pushed the body, and headed towards the incinerator. The group followed behind. Under normal circumstances, when someone like Mrs. Zheng passed away, there should have been a memorial service, but there wasn't. They simply burned the body into ashes and then threw them into the sea. In ancient times, this would probably be considered grinding bones to dust.