"Long time no see, Miss Chu!"
Chu Wuyang smiled.
"Why aren't you calling me Mrs. Jing anymore?" It was clearly a sarcastic remark, but surprisingly, Yun Yang actually addressed her politely.
Yan Zhou, who had caught up to see Yun Yang off, noticed from afar that the atmosphere between the two was unusual.
He hurriedly stepped forward, but before he could utter a word to smooth things over, Chu Wuyang refuted him.
Although she wasn't looking at him, she precisely noticed his movements and, just as he was about to speak, cut him off.
"Assistant Yan, Miss Yun and I seem to have a special connection. We're just having a chat, so please don't bother us."
Yan Zhou hesitated, glancing again towards the master bedroom. Ever since that night, the two had started a cold war again.
Even when his wife went on a hunger strike a few days ago, Mr. Jing stayed with her to the very end.
Originally, the effect of this cloud-like substance was to calm Mr. Jing down, allowing him to rest and sleep properly.
However, even though Yun Yang came every day during those days, the person in the master bedroom remained unseen.
His wife had only been calm for two days when she started acting up again. He didn't dare say anything, but he figured nothing serious would happen.
He nodded and left, relieved.
Chu Wuyang waited until the person had walked away before slowly speaking.
"So that's why you didn't agree to my proposal on the ship. Turns out you'd already made connections. You were clever enough to cut out the middleman."
She crossed her arms over her chest, tilted her head back slightly, and spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
"Do you really enjoy being a lowly mistress?" Her words were sharp, like a sword striking straight to the heart.
Yun Yang is an excellent actress; she can portray arrogance and exude a noble air.
But a lack of confidence cannot be faked; weak words of explanation are insufficient.
"You're talking nonsense. What mistress? I have no improper relationship with Mr. Jing. He just asked me for help, nothing more."
His words, which completely distanced him from his previous intimate terms and arrogance towards his ex-girlfriend, were utterly devoid of any trace of their past.
"Oh, I overestimated you. You're not even worthy of being called a mistress?"
Chu Wuyang's words were sharp and cutting, like a meticulously crafted blade aimed directly at one's heart.
"What are you so arrogant about? You're just a canary kept in a cage,"
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