Chapter 252
Jiang Xi’s concussion was moderate. After all, Jiang Zheng had been furious, and his strength was nothing to scoff at—the blow to the back of Jiang Xi’s head had almost left it dented.
A moderate concussion usually requires three months of rest, keeping emotions calm, taking medication for recovery, and waiting until it’s confirmed there are no other complications before being considered fully healed.
But the brain is a fragile thing—more sophisticated than the most advanced instrument in the world, yet just as vulnerable. One accident can easily cause lasting damage.
Jiang Xi was highly intelligent, capable, and blessed with an excellent memory. Before the incident, he handled everything with meticulous precision. But afterward, his memory began to falter.
He would sometimes recall past events out of order, or selectively forget parts of things that had just happened—almost as if he were distracted.
But distracted when it came to work? That wasn’t Jiang Xi’s style.
Still, in his condition, he couldn’t return to work immediately after being discharged from the hospital. Instead, he chose to recuperate at a villa in the suburbs, fully relaxing for the first time in years.
And that “little break” ended up lasting several months.
Before long, Qingli’s birthday arrived.
This birthday was different—it was her eighteenth, her coming-of-age celebration.
Although Grandpa Jiang had long been deeply disappointed in his granddaughter, Jiang Xi hadn’t lost faith in her. In fact, he valued her even more. That’s why the preparations for this coming-of-age ceremony began two months in advance, with invitations sent out a month ahead. By the day itself, every notable figure connected to the Jiang family had arrived, making it a grand event to remember.
The guests knew this was no ordinary birthday, so they showed up early. In the banquet hall, familiar acquaintances gathered in small clusters, whispering and shaking their heads in surprise.
“I heard she’s already starting to take over Jiang Xi’s position,” one man said in disbelief. “The Jiang family is handing over such a massive business to a little girl who still smells of baby powder?”
The woman beside him shot him a glare. “Not everyone is as sexist as you. What’s wrong with a girl? This Jiang girl is sharper than your son will ever be.”
The man gave a sheepish laugh but didn’t argue, rubbing his forehead in frustration.
If his son were even half as capable as Jiang Xi’s daughter, he’d never have to worry again.
Another passing guest chuckled. “Exactly. In this generation of the Jiang family, the elders are old, the young are too young, some have caused trouble, and the only pillar of the family has had an accident. I thought Jiang Corporation would be leaderless and in chaos for a while. But look—everything’s running smoothly! Last month’s bid for that project was handled beautifully. Having a daughter like that… I’m green with envy.”
“Genes are everything, I tell you. Jiang Xi’s mother was smart, Jiang Xi’s smart, his wife was smart—of course, their child is even smarter.”
“Or maybe it’s ‘cold treatment’ parenting?” someone suggested quietly.
The others paused, then exchanged amused looks. “You know, that might be it. I heard Jiang Xi barely paid her any attention before. Always buried in work, while the kid lost her mother early and was raised by her grandfather. The mother’s family wasn’t much involved either. And yet she still turned out this good. Guess it is the genes.”
“Yeah, my side of the family has a relative in the same situation as young Miss Jiang. But that kid ended up in prison—no one taught him anything, he didn’t know the first thing about the world, and didn’t even realize when he broke the law.”
“Hss!” Everyone drew in a sharp breath, then grew even more envious of Jiang Xi. “He must’ve saved a whole nation in his past life to raise a child like this under those circumstances.”
The person who’d brought it up shrugged. “Who knows?”
As they chatted, the moment finally arrived—the guest of honor was invited out.
Qingli had dressed with great care this time. Her pale violet ball gown made her look even fairer and more striking, and her refined makeup turned her into the undisputed star of the evening.
She descended the stairs arm-in-arm with Jiang Xi, who was immaculate in a tailored suit. Gasps of admiration and a round of applause filled the hall, along with an endless stream of compliments.
“Not only smart, but stunning too. Heaven’s playing favorites with this one.”
“I’d settle for just a little bit of that—give my daughter even a pinch of her IQ, please. She’s an only child too, but I’m worried sick. Jiang Xi must be over the moon!”
“With looks like that and now being of age, she’s going to have suitors lining up at the door.”
Before the official program began, the two greeted guests who had come to offer their congratulations. Then Jiang Xi took the stage first, delivering a few polite remarks before getting to the point.
“Today, besides celebrating my daughter’s eighteenth birthday, I’m also officially announcing that she will be taking over my position. She’s performed excellently over the past six months, and I’m at ease leaving things in her hands. I’ll be starting my gradual retirement to enjoy life. From now on, I hope you’ll all continue to give both Jiang Corporation and my daughter your full support…”
Clap clap clap— The applause was loud and enthusiastic—partly out of courtesy, but also out of genuine surprise.
Not just naming his successor, but already talking about retiring?!
The ambitious ones in the room found it laughable—this was prime working age!
But the less ambitious business owners were green with envy. His daughter had just turned eighteen, he was barely in his forties, and he was already retiring?
That’s the kind of thing you say if you want to get punched.
Qingli was welcomed onto the stage next. With a smile, she met the varied gazes of the crowd, offered a brief word of thanks to the guests who had come to celebrate, and was soon escorted to a towering, multi-tiered cake as tall as she was. She picked up the knife to make the first cut.
“Happy birthday!”
With that first slice, the surrounding chatter faded into those four words.
At the same time, to celebrate his daughter’s birthday, Jiang Xi had rented every major screen in City A to display her photo, and since midnight, all Jiang Corporation products had been sold at a tempting 34% discount.
Within minutes—before the cake was even served—“Jiang Qingli” was trending at the top of the search rankings.
Many netizens still remembered her vividly. Hearing about her wealthy father’s extravagant gesture, they typed with envy, practically gnawing on imaginary lemons:
【Ughhh… over a year later and she’s even prettier! Can I have a stack of dads like hers?】
【Other people’s fathers are unbeatable.】