Chapter 193: It’s impossible that Xie Siyan made up a piece of black material to deceive her...
Xie Siyan was particularly ruthless this time. There was almost no tenderness in his actions, and every touch was filled with irresistible oppression.
When he suddenly turned her over, Mu Jia even had an illusion - did he really want to kill her?
She closed her eyes, trying to keep her voice steady, trying to communicate with the person behind her in the chaos, "Xie Siyan... did I just... say something wrong?"
Because of the previous shouting, her voice was dry and hoarse, and her words were intermittent and could hardly be pieced together into a sentence.
She could clearly feel that he was angry, and all that anger turned into substance and weighed down on her.
But she couldn't figure out what part of him she had offended. Today, she was already cautious enough, having done a lot of self-reflection over the past two weeks. She even avoided most topics related to Chi Wu or that might cause unpleasantness. She understood that he had the freedom to pursue other women after the breakup. The contract stated that he would be excluded for the duration of their relationship, which was enough. The only thing she had done was to discuss his marriage with him calmly...
The person behind him still pursed his lips and said nothing, his jawline was extremely tense, as if even his breathing was cold.
Mu Jia sighed silently in his heart, thinking that he might really not know how to communicate with Xie Siyan.
She raised her slightly trembling hands and put them around his neck, her fingertips gently inserted into his neat short hair. Her voice almost sounded in his ear, and she pleaded softly, "Let's stop for a moment... okay?"
…
Mu Jia didn't remember how many times he came that night.
In her hazy consciousness, she could only vaguely hear Xie Siyan condescendingly ask her, "Do you know how to serve a man?" The voice was low and deep, like ice, piercing her dazed hearing. She was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, and she didn't remember how she responded to him. She couldn't even open her eyelids, and eventually fell into a chaotic sleep.
When she woke up the next day, Mu Jia tentatively moved her body and opened her eyes, only to find herself in the bedroom downstairs. Her body had been cleaned up, and the bed beside her was empty and cold, indicating that no one had slept here with her last night.
She stared blankly at the sunken pillow mark beneath her for a while, then propped up her limp body and sat up on the bed, "Miss Mu, you're awake."
Mu Jia raised his eyes and saw the person coming. He covered himself with the quilt a little embarrassedly.
The middle-aged woman who appeared was probably the villa's cleaning lady. She didn't say anything else, but just whispered, "The gentleman left last night and asked me to make you breakfast."
It turned out to be taking care of her.
After saying that, the man left.
The room was silent and she looked around subconsciously.
The room seemed to have been cleaned, and remained the same as it was when she left two years ago, except for a slightly different color of the curtains. At this moment, the phone screen suddenly lit up, pushing an astronomical message: a meteor shower arrived unexpectedly at two o'clock in the morning yesterday, passing over the city.
Mu Jia was stunned, his heart stagnating slightly.
She also didn't know how Xie Siyan knew about this meteor shower in advance.
Has he been following the relevant news?
Just as I was thinking, my phone suddenly vibrated again. It was a message from Song Mingxi that came in immediately: [Jia Jia, how was your conversation with Ethan?]
Mu Jia's fingers trembled, and the phone slipped from his palm and fell into the quilt silently.
She was silent for a moment, took a moment to calm down, and finally gritted her teeth, picked up her phone and turned on the screen again.
Mu Jia clicked on the unread message.
The dialog box was hanging in front of her eyes, but she didn't know how to reply.
His fingertips paused for a long time above the phone keyboard, and Mu Jia hesitantly typed the next line of words: [I heard that Zheng Pingzhou's private life is not so good...]
Mu Jia recalled Xie Siyan's "popular science" in his mind:
"Zheng Pingzhou has three mistresses in Beijing... One of them is his cousin's fiancée."
Could it be that Song Mingxi had never heard of such a complicated relationship?
Mu Jia was thinking about it when his phone vibrated again.
Song Mingxi replied almost instantly, as if he had always been on the other side of the screen: [Not so good, what do you mean?]
Between the lines, she expressed her surprise and eagerness about this topic.
Mu Jia hesitated for a moment and could only hint euphemistically, "I heard... there's something fishy going on between him and his cousin's fiancée."
She chose her words carefully and tried to be vague, for fear of accidentally hurting the other person's feelings.
Unexpectedly, Song Mingxi was so shocked that he almost jumped out of the screen: [Cousin?? Zheng Pingzhou has a cousin???]
Another message quickly popped up, filled with confusion and self-doubt: [But I've never heard of his mother having any brothers or sisters...]
Mu Jia held the phone in his hand, stunned for a long time.
She calmed herself down and decided to verify the two contradictory statements herself.
Opening the browser, Mu Jia entered the three words "Zheng Pingzhou" in the search box, and the page jumped to the encyclopedia information.
She carefully flipped to the kinship column and copied his mother's name for a second search.
Encyclopedia information clearly shows that his mother is an only child.
Mu Jia stared at the screen, speechless for a moment: "..."
It's impossible that Xie Siyan made up a piece of black material to deceive her...
Probably not, is it so childish?
Mu Jia was unable to recover from the sudden realization of the fact. While he was still doubting it, his fingertips had subconsciously pressed the request for a voice call.
After a few waiting tones, Song Mingxi's clear and crisp voice came from the other end, "Jia Jia?"
Mu Jia hesitated and said, "Can you introduce me to... Mr. Zheng?"
Song Mingxi's interest immediately perked up, and he seemed quite pleased with her sudden enlightenment: "That's right, Jiajia, it should have been done long ago - why bother hanging yourself on a tree?"
Mu Jia coughed lightly, not knowing how to tell her best friend who had become Xie Siyan's anti-fan that she had reconciled with him.
She could only perfunctorily pass it over and bring the topic back to the topic, "You just said that his mother had no brothers or sisters at all?"
Song Mingxi hummed, his tone carrying a certain seriousness as he slowly recounted the information he had heard from Zhou Xu. "His mother's family started out in maritime trade... The title 'Shipping King' can be said to be a matrilineal inheritance."
Mu Jia immediately understood.
In China, especially for the older generation, only in families with only one daughter would family power be passed down to the daughter's descendants by default. She was overwhelmed with emotions for a moment. Before she could say anything else, Song Mingxi took the initiative to make the decision for her. "It just so happens that he has something to discuss with Zhou Xu right now. Jiajia, why don't you come over?"
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