Just now, Zhou Jing'an came riding in. The handsome young man had a smile on his face, and he seemed to be more dazzling than the sun in the sky.
Yu Xingxi watched him riding his horse closer and closer, and her anger suddenly dissipated. Her heart began to pound. She felt a girl's admiration and expectation at the first sight of him.
But now she watched him walk towards that woman! Yu Xingxi's face was twisted with jealousy.
"This young man..." She didn't know if it was the background of her father wanting to be an official in Beijing that supported her, or if it was the courage and confidence from somewhere that drove her, making her walk towards Zhou Jing'an.
But she couldn't move after taking just one step. Xiaojia and Ye Song were like two huge mountains blocking her way.
Zhou Jing'an frowned slightly when he heard the voice. Who was interrupting him from talking to his wife?
Jiang Ling suddenly remembered Yu Xingxi at this moment, "Oh, right."
"What's wrong? Ling'er." Zhou Jing'an immediately lowered his head and asked in a gentle voice.
Jiang Ling raised her chin and pointed at Yu Xingxi, who was walking towards her in a rage and couldn't get past Xiaojia and Ye Song no matter what.
He briefly explained the situation in a calm tone.
"...I asked her how to calm down, and she said I had to get down on my knees."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing'an clenched his fists.
Jiang Ling patted his shoulder and motioned him to continue listening.
"Ah, she also said that I'm obviously not the principal wife, but someone's concubine." Jiang Ling recalled how Yu Xingxi scolded her just now, and added: "She said I was shameless and that you were my mistress."
Jiang Ling said this, and even turned around in front of him, asking sincerely: "Do I really not dress like a wife of the main house?"
It's so hot in the summer and pregnancy is uncomfortable, so she doesn't want to wear anything complicated.
Is this how it looks to others?
If that's the case, then she... doesn't want to change.
It’s really hot to wear so many clothes in summer!
Zhou Jing'an thought that Jiang Ling's calm retelling and sincere questions meant that she was extremely angry and was acting like a spoiled child and complaining to him.
Zhou Jing'an barely suppressed his surging anger. Afraid of frightening Jiang Ling, he took a few deep breaths and answered her gently, "You are my principal wife, no matter what."
Then he took her hand and asked her to sit down, smiling and said, "Sit for a while."
Zhou Jing'an's answer undoubtedly pleased Jiang Ling. She nodded with a smile on her face, but still reminded him not to overdo it.
"Well, I know my limits." Zhou Jing'an squeezed her hand and turned around with a cold expression.
He strode up to Yu Xingxi, who was still trying to break through the defense line of the small armored pine, and waved his hand. The two people blocking her way retreated respectfully.
Yu Xingxi looked up and saw Zhou Jing'an. Her heart started pounding again. She quietly tidied her clothes and hair. Even her hair was a little loose because of the commotion just now.
"Sir, I..."
She had just said three words when Zhou Jing'an interrupted her coldly, "You just said that my wife is a concubine and has no sense of propriety?"
When Zhou Jing'an had a cold face, he still gave off a strong sense of oppression. There was a coldness in his eyes, and his pair of black pupils looked straight at her, like a bottomless abyss.
His face was very calm, but Yu Xingxi could see the majestic aura of looking down on everything in his eyes, as if she was just an ant in front of him and was dispensable.
No, they were still just the ants he hated.
Zhou Jing'an was so imposing that everyone around him felt an invisible sense of oppression and couldn't help but lower their heads.
He is Zhou Jing'an, the ruthless killer.
Yu Xingxi truly felt his murderous intent, and felt a chill running up her spine, making her break out in a cold sweat and tremble uncontrollably.
"I...I...am not..." Her eyes were panicked and she stepped back in fear, her words incoherent.
Zhou Jing'an didn't have the patience to wait for her to finish, and asked her sarcastically, "Minister of Personnel, is your father Yu Jiangcheng?" His eyes turned slightly and looked at her, "You are Yu Xingxi."
Yu Xingxi didn't know how he knew that, but she felt that he was even scarier than the guard just now.
"You...how do you know..."
Before she could catch her breath after finishing her sentence, Zhou Jing'an, without knowing how, put the sword on her neck in an instant.
The wind from the sword brushed past the side of her face, causing her to shudder.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the sharp sword so close to her was stained with blood, which made her face turn pale in an instant.
Yu Xingxi was shaking like a sieve and looked at him in horror. She couldn't even utter a word to beg for mercy.
The maidservant and the coachman beside him had already knelt on the ground in fear, begging him in a trembling voice not to kill their young lady.
Zhou Jing'an suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth, but it was a smile more frightening than that of the King of Hell or the Rakshasa.
He stared at her directly, "You'll find out soon enough."
Then he casually retracted the sword and put it back into Ye Song's scabbard. He turned around and left with all his momentum.
Yu Xingxi collapsed to the ground, covering her intact neck and gasping for breath, her face pale.
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