Xiang Jin looked at Li Shuhui.
She curled her lips into a smile, her fox-like eyes tinged with deep disdain.
"You say I'm jealous of Xiang Qi? What am I jealous of? That she can be a mistress and shamelessly ruin other people's relationships?"
That's absolutely hilarious.
Li Shuhui's face turned cold.
She picked up the coffee on the table and splashed it at Xiang Jin, who easily dodged it.
"Xiang Jin, I'm not joking with you. You'd better explain what happened that night clearly, or don't blame me for being ruthless to Jiang Anqing."
"What else is there to explain?"
Xiang Jin stirred the coffee in her bowl and said calmly, "Murong Xiao took a fancy to Xiang Qi. He mistook me for Xiang Qi at the Heaven and Earth nightclub and saved me in a moment of panic. You didn't expect something so simple, Mrs. Xiang?"
"Is that so?" Li Shuhui asked, half believing it.
"You asked me to dress up as Xiang Qi that night, have you forgotten?"
Li Shuhui fell silent.
She raised her eyes and quietly observed Xiang Jin's expression.
"Believe it or not. As you said, there's no way Murong Xiao would ever look at a lowly bastard like me, born in a stinking ditch. What do you have to worry about?"
Li Shuhui breathed a sigh of relief: "You better not lie to me, you bitch, otherwise—"
"Jiang Anqing is in your hands, would I dare to lie?"
Li Shuhui's last doubts were dispelled. She picked up her bag and stood up gracefully: "I knew you wouldn't dare. If you were always this sensible, some things would be much easier to handle."
Li Shuhui left the coffee shop.
Only after her figure disappeared from sight did Xiang Jin relax her guard.
Fortunately, she didn't investigate further, otherwise she would have been exposed.
If Li Shuhui knew that Murong Xiao had married her, she would go crazy and might even come up with more vicious ways to deal with her.
no.
She must find Jiang Anqing quickly; only by getting her out of Li Shuhui's clutches can this deadlock be broken.
*
The Rolls-Royce moved slowly forward.
Su Ming was driving, while Murong Xiao in the back seat had a deep frown and his lips were pulled down, giving off a sense of aloofness that made him seem unapproachable.
"Young Master, there's a bit of traffic. We should arrive at the banquet venue in about twenty minutes," Su Ming said.
"Um."
Murong Xiao's voice was somewhat hoarse and muffled. He rubbed his knee from time to time, as if he was in some discomfort.
“After the banquet, why don’t we go back to the Lakeside Villa tonight and let your wife warm up your knees? They’ve been hurting for a week,” Su Ming interjected.
"Too talkative." Murong Xiao's expression darkened slightly.
“It’s my fault for being so sharp-tongued.” Su Ming slapped his mouth. “But I’m an outsider, so I sometimes see things more clearly. Your wife is actually very good to you, especially back in Fengjia Village. Last night she said she liked you, and I don’t think she was joking.”
Murong Xiao sneered.
"You're a single guy, what do you know about these things?"
"Even if you've never seen a pig run, you've surely eaten pork, haven't you?"
Murong Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I'm sorry, young master! I didn't mean to insult you." Su Ming slapped his mouth in embarrassment. How could you be so quick to speak? You just blurt things out.
Murong Xiao remained silent.
After a long silence, he finally spoke in a deep voice: "You don't understand her, and neither do I."
"But one thing I'm very sure of is that she doesn't love me."
If she truly loved him, why would she file for divorce the moment she learned his identity, and why would she refuse to get pregnant time and time again?
He trusted his own eyes more than her words.
Su Ming wanted to say something, but Murong Xiao interrupted him: "This matter is not to be mentioned again, including her."
"Yes, young master."
He really wanted to ask, "What if it's true, young master? What if what Madam said is true?"
But he dared not.
The car arrived at its destination just in time. Murong Xiao buttoned up his suit jacket, opened the door, and got out.
Su Ming watched his retreating figure and sighed.
Sometimes, being too smart isn't a good thing... Being too smart can backfire, which is a headache.
Su Ming turned on his phone.
I found the pinned "Master Reconciliation Plan Group" and sent a message: "Task failed, we can only use Plan B now."
*
After talking with Li Shuhui, Xiang Jin returned to the Lakeside Villa with a heavy heart.
All the way, she kept thinking about how to get Jiang Anqing out. She thought about it the whole way, but she didn't have a single plan. It was all in vain.
Aunt Yang had already prepared the meal, a table full of sumptuous dishes, many of which were Murong Xiao's favorites.
"Madam, we cooked too much food tonight. Why don't you call the young master and ask him to come home for dinner?" Aunt Yang asked tentatively, her face full of anticipation.
“Yes, Madam, the young master loves fish, so we made fish for him tonight,” Zhou Zhou chimed in, trying to persuade him.
Xiang Jin smiled.
"What are you doing? Are you forcing him to go home? What if he's on a date with Miss Fang? Wouldn't that ruin their good time? If we can't finish these dishes, we can eat them tomorrow, or you can sit down and join me."
The two of them quickly shook their heads.
The rules absolutely cannot be broken.
"Okay, I'll start eating then."
Xiang Jin picked up her chopsticks.
Despite the table full of delicious food, she had no appetite at all and even felt a little nauseous.
"I'm not very hungry yet. I'll go upstairs to wash up first, and then come down to eat later." Xiang Jin turned and went upstairs.
Watching Xiang Jin's retreating figure, Aunt Yang and Zhou Zhou both sighed.
Zhou Zhou opened the "Master's Reconciliation Plan Group" and sent a message: "Plan B failed, we can only take it one step at a time."
...
Xiang Jin filled the pool with water and took a relaxing bath.
While soaking in the water, I actually fell asleep.
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