The two were talking in hushed tones when suddenly a sharp female voice pierced through like a knife.
"Ye Yuhe! So you were hiding here!"
Before he could finish speaking, a cup of scalding hot coffee was splashed directly at him.
Ye Yuhe reacted quickly, dodging to the side and pulling Chu Wuyang back with her.
The coffee spilled onto the ground, splattering brown spots everywhere.
The two turned around and saw a young woman in a bright red halter dress standing not far away, her arms crossed, her gaze as if she wanted to tear them apart.
Her features were pretty, but her eyes and brows had a touch of exoticism, and her sickly paleness made her fierce gaze even more eerie.
Chu Wuyang narrowed her eyes, staring at that face, a slight thought flickering in her heart.
I feel like I've seen this somewhere before.
She tentatively opened her mouth.
What is your relationship with Mo Sangyu?
The woman gave a cold laugh, her eyes like poisoned knives.
"Sure enough, vixens are all alike; they can always play together."
"You must be Chu Wuyang?"
Her voice was shrill, like tearing cloth.
"Ye Yuhe stole my boyfriend, causing Brother Chu Han to go missing. And you? You stole my brother-in-law, keeping him away from home and leaving my sister alone every day. You are all despicable!"
"Shameless vixen!"
Chu Wuyang frowned but hadn't spoken yet.
Ye Yuhe had already whispered an explanation in her ear.
"She is Chu Han's childhood sweetheart. I never expected... what a coincidence, she is also Mo Sangyu's sister."
Chu Wuyang raised her eyes and said calmly,
"Little girl, it's me and Mo Sangyu—"
Ye Yuhe's temper flared up instantly, and she interrupted her directly.
Why are you being so nice to her?
She stepped forward.
"Hey, Chu Han, who are you calling a mistress?"
"If we're really going to dig up dirt, who was the rightful wife? Back when I was openly dating Chu Han, who was it that coveted someone else's blood and shamelessly followed me around calling me 'sister-in-law'?"
Mo Sangyun was stunned by the rebuttal, her face turned even paler, as if all the blood had been drained from her.
Chu Wuyang subtly tugged at Ye Yuhe's sleeve, whispering a signal for her to tone it down.
He already looked unwell and was barely holding on; I don't want him to anger him to death later. The Mo family isn't an ordinary family; if he tries to stage an accident, it'll cause a lot of trouble.
But Ye Yuhe was caught up in the moment and had no intention of stopping, continuing to use her microphone repeatedly.
"Also, if you want to talk about who came first, don't forget that when Yangyang and Jingmin were a proper married couple, your sister was probably still hiding somewhere!"
Mo Sangyun was breathing rapidly, her chest heaving like a bellows, but she couldn't squeeze out a single rebuttal.
"You... how can you be so arrogant as mistresses?"
"I will tell my father that the Mo family will not let you get away with this!"
Ye Yuhe scoffed.
"The Mo family? No matter how powerful they are, can they be as powerful as the Jin family head?"
"Let me tell you, that scoundrel Chu Han brought this upon himself. He offended the Jin family head, and his death is not far off."
"You should go back and wait to collect the body."
She added insult to injury with a sarcastic remark.
"Oh, right... your frail body probably won't last much longer. This is perfect, you can reunite in the afterlife and save yourself from harming others."
Mo Sangyun's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice trembled.
"Nonsense! My brother-in-law has no grudge against Chu Han, how could he... how could he possibly want him dead?"
Ye Yuhe's smile was sarcastic.
"How can you say we have no grudge?"
"Chu Han is blind. He dared to mess with the woman he loves and even expose his scandal. Isn't that enough to make him die many times over?"
Mo Sangyun was stunned, her voice trembling with fear.
"impossible!"
"My brother-in-law's favorite woman is clearly my sister!"
"Even if Brother Chu Han accidentally offends him, as long as I beg my sister, my brother-in-law will let him go for my sister's sake."
"So, you're lying!"
"Since your sister is so capable, why don't you go and beg her?"
"Please ask her to tell Jing Min to release your brother Chu Han immediately, and stop bothering us."
Ye Yuhe rolled her eyes and impatiently pulled Chu Wuyang along.
"Crazy woman, what bad luck!"
"Yangyang, let's go."
Just as they were about to turn around, Mo Sangyun's expression suddenly twisted.
"Go to hell!"
Chu Wuyang caught a glint of cold light out of the corner of his eye.
Almost instinctively, she pushed Ye Yuhe hard.
The next second, the cold blade sliced through the flesh, and blood spurted out.
Only then did Ye Yuhe realize that Chu Wuyang's arm was bleeding profusely.
Her expression changed, she kicked away Mo Sangyun who was still holding the knife, squatted down next to Chu Wuyang, and said urgently.
"Yangyang! How are you?"
Mo Sangyun seemed to have gone mad, cowering in a corner.
"Hahaha, dead, good riddance! Now that he's dead, he can't bewitch my brother-in-law anymore. Alright, as long as I beg my sister for help... Brother Chu Han will definitely be alright."
——
The dimly lit private room was filled with the smells of alcohol and blood.
Chu Han was pinned to the carpet by two burly bodyguards, his knees sinking into the ground in an extremely humiliating position.
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, mingling with the wine stains on the ground.
He could only look up at the tall, aloof figure on the sofa in front of him.
The man wore an exquisitely tailored black custom suit, his long legs crossed, his posture relaxed yet exuding an innate air of nobility.
The light flickered across his face, outlining his deep-set brow bone and sharp features; his eyes, in the shadows, gleamed like the cold light of the deep sea.
Chu Han struggled to open his swollen eyes, his voice trembling and stuttering.
"Jin... Patriarch? I have no grudge against you... Why are you treating me like this?"
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