Murong Xiao paused for a moment, then silently extinguished his cigarette: "I'm warning you, he's not someone you can mess with. You'd better keep your dirty thoughts to yourself, and whatever you do, don't let me find out, or else..."
"I won't mess with him before we get a divorce." She wouldn't embarrass him over something like this.
If you didn't look for someone before the divorce, does that mean you'll look for someone after the divorce? His eyes suddenly darkened: "Even after the divorce, that's absolutely impossible!"
After saying that, he took the clothes and left the study.
"Young Master." After leaving the villa, Murong Xiao returned to Haitang Bay, and Su Ming quickly handed him a stack of documents.
“The matter has been investigated and found out. According to the timeline, Young Master Gu’s white moonlight is Madam.” Su Ming said, “When Madam was a child, she went back to her hometown with her family to pay respects to their ancestors. She got lost in the mountains and met Young Master Gu and Xu Jianshen, who had accidentally fallen into a cave. It was Madam who threw away that corn cake, which gave Young Master Gu hope to live.”
"However, Young Master Gu is unaware of this matter yet. Young Master, shall we tell him?"
"No need." If Gu Feiyang knew that Xiang Jin was the white moonlight he was looking for, then his feelings towards Xiang Jin...
"Don't let him know." Murong Xiao's gaze darkened slightly. "Send someone to follow him, and don't let him cause any more trouble for Xiang Jin."
"Understood, I'll take care of it."
Murong Xiao rubbed his temples.
"Did you and your wife quarrel, young master?" Su Ming asked gently, noticing his bad mood. And when he was in a bad mood, it was mostly related to his wife.
"Tell me, what is she thinking...?"
Was her decisive divorce really for the man she liked? Was it all for Gu Feiyang? What's so great about that man that she's so hung up on him?
Why can't they go back to the way things were before, back to when they were in Fengjia Village?
He is Murong Xiao, and he is also Feng Jianian. She can be so good to Feng Jianian, so why can't she be so good to Murong Xiao?
All he ever wanted was that girl from Fengjia Village.
Xiangjin woke up with a cold this morning.
I felt dizzy and had a terrible headache when I got out of bed.
Seeing that she was going to be late for work, she hurriedly changed her clothes and went downstairs, where she saw Aunt Yang standing there with a handful of cold medicine: "Madam, take your medicine before you go."
Huh, how did Aunt Yang know she had a cold?
Prediction?
Having a cold is never a pleasant experience, so Xiang Jin drank the medicine in one gulp, and Aunt Yang handed her a bowl of honey water.
Xiang Jin smiled gratefully at her. Aunt Yang was so thoughtful; she had even prepared this for her.
"Why don't you skip work today? You might make your cold worse."
Xiang Jin waved his hand to indicate that he was alright.
To my surprise, the class couldn't keep up in the afternoon.
She was so weak while moving the goods that she was hit on the foot twice by packages and almost fainted. Sister Ding quickly helped her to the side to rest.
"Why would someone with so much money go to work? Who are you trying to impress?" Su Jiayu said sarcastically as she carried the load.
"What, you can't work just because you have money? Do you own this warehouse? You're so arrogant," Sister Ding retorted.
"Hmph—" Su Jiayu choked on her words and drove away in her tricycle.
"But Xiangjin, your husband really drives a Rolls-Royce? Wow, that's so cool!" Xie Fangfang said with envy.
Xiang Jin paused for a moment: "No, that's just a friend's car. He just drove it around for fun."
"Oh, I thought Xiang Jin was a hidden millionaire!"
Xiang Jin didn't say anything. After she felt better, she continued moving goods. By the time she finished, it was already past eleven o'clock, and she didn't get back to the villa until almost midnight.
"Madam, you look terrible. Are you still sick from your cold?" Perhaps Aunt Yang was being considerate of her cold, as the dinner was very bland. She found it tasteless, ate a couple of bites, and then went upstairs.
Her body felt incredibly heavy, so she decided to take a bath and go straight to sleep.
I was soaking in the tub and it felt so good that I just fell asleep.
"Madam, Madam?" Xiang Jin opened her eyes groggily and found herself in the hospital.
"Madam's awake! Is anything else bothering you? Would you like some porridge?" Zhou Zhou happily ran to fetch the porridge. Xiang Jin glanced at Murong Xiao answering the phone by the window, then paused, "How did I end up at the hospital?"
She used sign language.
"Madam also said that she didn't take good care of her health! She developed pneumonia from a high fever and fainted in the bathroom. If it weren't for the young master finding her in time, you would have been in danger!" Zhou Zhou said sternly with a straight face.
Xiang Jin was stunned: "Young...Young Master found out?"
"yes."
Boom! Xiang Jin's face turned red to the roots of her neck.
She wasn't wearing anything at the time; he carried her out of the bathroom and dressed her.
Xiang Jin dared not think any further.
"You don't know, the young master is furious. His face has been ashen since last night, and he just gave us a good scolding. Madam, you must take good care of yourself."
Xiang Jin sighed. He's always been like this; his temper is unpredictable.
Zhou Zhou handed the porridge to Xiang Jin and left, leaving only her and Murong Xiao in the ward. For no reason, Xiang Jin started to feel nervous again.
"You're staying home to recover these next few days. You're not allowed to go anywhere, and you shouldn't go to work either." His voice was still a little cold.
Xiang Jin was afraid of him, and there was no need to upset him at this time, so she could only nod.
Then she remembered something, took out her drawing board and wrote: "Next week is my dad's birthday, and I might have to go back to the Xiang family. Do you have time? They would like to meet you."
"Oh? In what capacity? Miss Xiang, could you please tell me?" The sarcasm on his lips was obvious.
Is he my husband? Or a friend?
Or perhaps she just needed an actor and pulled him in to fill in the gaps.
Knowing it wouldn't go so smoothly, Xiang Jin remained relatively calm: "If you're busy, that's fine, I'll go back by myself." But Jiang Anqing's matter was more troublesome.
"Then you can go back by yourself." He picked up his phone, turned around, and left the ward.
Xiang Jin sighed softly.
He and Jianian are clearly the same person, but why is one so warm and caring, while the other is as cold as ice?
Why can't he treat her like Jia Nian did?
Has she... actually started missing Jia Nian?
……………………
Soon it was the 23rd.
Xiao Liu drove the car to the vicinity of Xiang's house, and Xiang Jin walked several hundred meters there by himself.
As soon as she entered the house, Xiang Yiling's sour voice rang out: "Oh my, our Miss Xiang is back? What, didn't your husband come back with you?"
“He’s busy,” Xiang Jin wrote.
Because it wasn't a birthday celebration, or perhaps to avoid the exposure of the substitute marriage, only Xiang Deguang's family was invited. Xiang Deguang is Xiang Yiling's father and Xiang Deming's elder brother.
"Xiang Jin, what are you playing at with me?"
Li Shuhui's face fell immediately: "Have you forgotten what I told you? Or do you simply not care whether Jiang Anqing lives or dies? If that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite to Jiang Anqing."
Xiang Jin's face also turned cold: "I already said, he's busy."
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