Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

Wang Jinshan doesn't trust digital banks and doesn't use them much, but he still has two bank apps installed on his phone: one for ICBC and one for CCB.

He first opened the ICBC app, logged in with Wang Jinshan's fingerprint, and glanced at the balance, which was over 18 million yuan.

Zhou Haibing raised an eyebrow; the number was higher than he had expected.

Wang Jinshan earns a little over two million yuan a year in salary from the company. With dividends and bonuses, he earns a maximum of four million yuan. At least half of this money is embezzled from the company's accounts.

More than 18 million yuan was transferred into Sun Guiying's bank account.

The bank card had over 13 million yuan, which was also all transferred out.

The two cards together amount to over 31 million.

After transferring the last sum of money, Zhou Haibing tossed Wang Jinshan's phone aside and turned to look at Zhao Shuzhen, who was lounging on the sofa.

"Zhao Shuzhen, hand over your phone."

Zhao Shuzhen mechanically pulled a pink iPhone out of her pocket and handed it over.

"What's the password?"

"260319".

Zhou Haibing unlocked Zhao Shuzhen's phone, quickly browsed the home screen, and then opened WeChat.

Zhao Shuzhen's WeChat chat history was more interesting than he had imagined.

The first pinned post is from a chat contact named "Little Yu Baby". The profile picture is of a young man in his early twenties with a buzz cut and well-defined muscles, who looks like he works out regularly.

When Zhou Haibing clicked in, the chat history was so cheesy it gave him goosebumps.

"Little Yu, did you miss your sister today?" Zhao Shuzhen texted.

"I miss it so much, I can't sleep. What about the watch my sister promised to buy me?"

"I bought it, it's on its way, I'll bring it to you when it arrives."

"My sister is the best! Shall I come see you tonight?"

"No, Lao Wang is home. He's going on a business trip tomorrow. You can come to my house."

There were several other similar individuals, whose nicknames were "Ah Hao," "Chen Chen," and "KK," all of whom were young men in their early twenties, handsome and with good physiques.

The records of Zhao Shuzhen's transfers to them were dense, often amounting to thousands or tens of thousands of yuan, which added up to a considerable sum.

Zhou Haibing felt increasingly disgusted the more she looked at it.

Wang Jinshan keeps a mistress outside, while Zhao Shuzhen keeps a gigolo at home. This couple is truly a match made in heaven; neither of them is cleaner than the other.

He continued flipping through the pages, and as he did, his fingers suddenly froze.

That was a chat log with the nickname "Best Sister Hua Hua".

Most of the conversations between Zhao Shuzhen and this "flower" were about gossip, but one particular exchange made Zhou Haibing's eyes instantly turn red.

Hua Hua: "Shuzhen, you know about your husband Lao Wang and that Sun Guiying, right?"

Zhao Shuzhen: "Yes, I know. What's wrong?"

Hua Hua: "Are you just going to put up with this? Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Zhao Shuzhen: "Why should we care? Old Wang is having an affair with Sun Guiying, and I'm having an affair with some young heartthrob. We each do our own thing, and neither of us loses out."

Besides, that silly woman Sun Guiying was willing to have a child with Old Wang, and then let Zhou Haibing raise it afterward. I'm happy to watch the show.

Hua Hua: "Hahahaha, that idiot Zhou Haibing, he's been raising Old Wang's son for over twenty years and he still doesn't know it, does he?"

Zhao Shuzhen: "How could he know? That cuckold was wearing his green hat so securely."

Old Wang said that once Zhou Haibing dies, the three of them will be reunited, and all of Sun Guiying's shares will belong to Old Wang.

Do you think Zhou Haibing is the biggest fool in the world? He worked hard his whole life, working for Old Wang, raising Old Wang's son, and in the end, he even lost his life.

Hua Hua: "That's so tragic, I feel a little sorry for him."

Zhao Shuzhen: "What's there to sympathize with? He's stupid, so who can he blame? He didn't know his wife was being cheated on, he didn't know his son wasn't his biological child, and he didn't know his company shares were being transferred away. If this kind of person doesn't get cheated, who will?"

"Let me tell you, the last time their family came to my house for dinner, Zhou Haibing was praising Zhou Dongsheng so enthusiastically at the table that Lao Wang and I were practically bursting with laughter."

Zhou Haibing's fingers were trembling.

It wasn't because I was sad, it was because I was angry.

He always thought Zhao Shuzhen was an honest and upright person, a pitiful person who, like him, was kept in the dark.

He was even considering whether to show leniency to Zhao Shuzhen, since she was also a victim.

It turns out this woman knew everything.

She knew about Wang Jinshan and Sun Guiying's affair, she knew that Zhou Dongsheng was Wang Jinshan's illegitimate son, and she knew that Wang Jinshan and Sun Guiying were plotting to seize his family's wealth.

She knew everything, but instead of telling him, she mocked him behind his back, calling him a fool, a cuckold, and someone who had raised Old Wang's son for over twenty years.

"If this kind of person doesn't get scammed, who will?"

These words were like a knife, piercing Zhou Haibing's heart.

He looked up at Zhao Shuzhen, who was slumped on the sofa.

This woman is fifty-five years old. She takes good care of herself and looks younger than her actual age. She has a round face and a smiling expression, and she seems harmless.

But it was this very face that mocked him behind his back and called him the "Cuckold King" in front of others.

Zhou Haibing walked over and stood in front of Zhao Shuzhen, looking down at her empty eyes.

"Zhao Shuzhen." His voice was very soft.

"Mmm," Zhao Shuzhen responded blankly.

"Are you aware of the affair between Wang Jinshan and Sun Guiying?"

"Know."

Did you know that Zhou Dongsheng is Wang Jinshan's son?

"Know."

"Do you know they're after my family fortune?"

"Know."

"You know all of this, but you never told me."

"no."

"You're still laughing at me behind my back."

"Yes."

Zhou Haibing took a deep breath.

Then he raised his right hand and slapped Zhao Shuzhen hard across the face.

Snapped!

The crisp sound exploded in the empty living room, and the echo lingered for a long time.

Zhao Shuzhen's head was jerked to one side by the blow, her face rippled like water, and a bright red handprint appeared.

A crack appeared at the corner of her mouth, and blood seeped out, but she didn't scream, didn't cry, and didn't even move. She maintained that empty expression, her head tilted blankly, like a puppet devoid of feeling.

Zhou Haibing slapped Zhao Shuzhen again, this time harder, causing her to slide off the sofa.

Half of her face swelled up at a visible speed, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth down her chin onto the neckline of her floral dress.

Still not satisfied, he slapped her a third and fourth time. Zhao Shuzhen's face swelled up badly, turning blue and purple, her mouth cracked, and blood flowed from her nose. Her whole face was unrecognizable.

But her expression remained that chilling emptiness, as if she felt no pain whatsoever.