"Not too stupid. Hello, Consultant Ning, I am Xiang Ziye, the first in my family." Xiang Ziye smiled.
Ning Yuan closed her eyes and sighed wearily, "I don't really understand. You were right beside me, and you had so many opportunities to make a move, so why didn't you?"
From the moment Xiang San arranged for cement trucks to smash her at the construction site in Shanghai, to the moment "Foreman Li" came to rescue her, it was all part of a plan to lurk and infiltrate her.
Xiang Ziye took an enamel mug and poured tea: "Because at the beginning, I wasn't sure how much you meant to him."
He said calmly, "Since ancient times, the three great joys of middle-aged men are promotion, wealth, and the death of their wives. For most men, a wife who has shared poverty and hardship is not someone they can share wealth with."
"You rural wives who have shared hardship witnessed a man's most lowly and humble moments, like a stain on his life. This is why so many male educated youths who returned to the city divorced their rural wives."
He chuckled lightly: "If I rashly kill you, my country wife who has shared my hardships, it might just suit Rong Zhaonan's wishes. I need to ascertain how important you are to him, don't I?"
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "I've known you for three months, have you figured it out yet?"
Xiang Ziye looked down at her, gently patted Ning Yuan's cheek, and smiled.
"For him, Consultant Ning is probably like a savior. At first, I was quite surprised that Rong Taisui valued you so much."
He paused for a moment, then said, "But after spending time with you, I think I understand why he likes you. You really deserve it."
The touch made Ning Yuan tense up. She turned her face away without showing any emotion: "Then your judgment is quite poor. It took you three months to figure it out, and now you're only thinking of killing me."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Ziye suddenly laughed: "Actually, back in Shanghai, I already felt that he cared a lot about you, so we can observe him a little longer. If you are truly irreplaceable to him, killing you directly would be too easy for him."
Although the man's smile made his face look a little strange, it could still be described as gentle and refined.
Ning Yuan's eye twitched, utterly speechless: "What kind of logic is this? You and Xiang San really are brothers!!"
Huh? Why not kill her? He got off easy. What does this have to do with her? She's such a victim!
Did Miss Cha Meiling also encounter so many unpleasant things in her past life? Do all the wives of big shots have to suffer so many misfortunes?
Xiang Ziye said calmly, "You are very important to him, so I have to watch Rong Zhaonan think he can turn his life around, that he has found someone he loves, and that his life has hope, only to end up being abandoned by everyone, with his wife and children leaving him..."
He chuckled lightly: "Does he regret it every night, suffer so much he wants to go crazy, tormented day and night, just like he made me taste it back then?"
As he said this, the corner of his eye twitched involuntarily, revealing a ferocious twist.
But only for a moment. Xiang Ziye calmed down, blew on the tea foam, and said gently—
"Unfortunately, Ye Dong and Ye Yuan are two good-for-nothings, and even He Su, whom I had high hopes for, actually underperformed this time. This makes me even more curious... Is it because he has become smarter, or is it because you interfered?"
Ning Yuan stared at him blankly, then thought back to everything that had happened since she returned to the capital...
When Xiang San arrived at the Shanghai airport, he smiled mysteriously at her and said, "I wish you two a love that lasts forever!"
She suddenly understood everything: "So you brothers wanted me and Rong Zhaonan to divorce because of the Ye siblings' instigation, and then had He Su completely incite the relationship between Rong's father and son, causing him pain, anger, and loss of reason, and finally..."
Xiang Ziye said with regret, "In the end, I want him to pay for my fourth son's life, to die in boundless pain and regret. It's a pity that I won't be able to see the ending of the story that I tailored for Rong Zhaonan."
Ning Yuan looked at Xiang Ziye; he and Xiang San were indeed brothers.
Xiang San is outwardly mad and prone to outbursts of rage, but Zi Ye, the eldest son of the Xiang family…
He was tall and imposing, like a friend, always ready to answer your questions and explain things in detail, but that calm madness was even more unsettling.
Xiang Ziye looked at Ning Yuan with some regret: "It's a pity. You are clearly a woman with strong opinions and culture. After getting married, you became like a traditional woman, able to endure anything for a man. I overestimated you."
Ning Yuan took a deep breath and said coldly, "Because I know what you want to do. If I did what you wanted, I would be the real fool, wouldn't I?"
Xiang Ziye chuckled and then asked gently, "Would you like some tea? Are you thirsty, Advisor Xiao Ning?"
Ning Yuan felt uncomfortable looking at his polite and gentle demeanor: "...No need!"
Xiang Ziye nodded: "I'll pour you some tea, this tea is quite good."
Ning Yuan: "..."
Since you're not going to listen to her opinion, why ask her?
Suppressing her anger and helplessness, she calmly surveyed her surroundings and said coldly—
"You brothers are really too idle. Do your elders know that you don't do anything productive every day and are indulging in this harmful trick? You even have time to pretend to be workers. You're so bored. Why don't you find a job and contribute to the country?"
Where exactly is this place, and why can she hear the sound of water all around her?
Xiang Ziye paused while pouring tea, then suddenly turned around and walked to her with the teacup in his hand.
She stared warily at the cup of tea. Was there something in it, or was he planning to spill it on her?
Xiang Ziye looked at her staring at him with wide eyes, raised an eyebrow, pulled her up who was still weak all over, and put the cup in her hand: "Don't worry, it's not poisoned."
Ning Yuan said expressionlessly, "Do I look like someone who can lift a cup?"
"Oh, I forgot, this poison needs a little time to be metabolized completely." Xiang Ziye smiled.
The tall man suddenly sat down, letting her lean against him, and brought the teacup to her lips, smiling kindly: "Shall I feed you?"
Ning Yuan felt a chill run down her spine and her whole body stiffen. Being half-embraced by a strange man, she calmly drank her water and said, "Thank you."
These Xiang brothers are all acting strangely; we mustn't provoke them for now.
Xiang Ziye smiled slightly at her compliance, and while feeding her water, he said—
“After the Cultural Revolution ended, the Rong family was reinstated. The thing we brothers regret most is that we didn’t take the opportunity to kill them, father and son, in those years, giving them a chance to catch their breath and deal with our family.”
"Isn't it a coincidence? In the two years since the Rong family's resurgence, the first generation of our Xiang family members, except for the mistress who can still work as a designer in an architectural design institute, which sounds respectable but has no impact on the overall situation, have all been transferred from key positions for various reasons."
Ning Yuan paused for a moment while drinking water, water seeping from the corner of her mouth, sliding down her slender neck, and wetting her collar.
She couldn't help but cough: "Cough cough cough..."
Xiang Ziye acted as if he hadn't seen her, pinching her chin and calmly continuing to pour water into her mouth.
He said casually, "My job has also become that of a researcher. It's a leisurely job where you can do whatever you want, like reading a newspaper and having a cup of tea. This position is usually reserved for retired seniors."
Ning Yuan tried to avoid his hand, coughing uncomfortably until her eyes turned red: "Cough cough... cough cough..."
He seemed oblivious, suddenly pressing down on her slender neck and continuing to pour water: "Next were my uncles and aunts, just like us... some even went in."
"You're right, I do have a lot of free time. With so much free time, shouldn't I do something interesting and make my mortal enemies wish they were dead?"
The glass of water was all gone. Seeing Ning Yuan's disheveled state, he finally let go of her hand, looking apologetic: "Sorry, I didn't notice, it spilled all over your clothes."
Ning Yuan coughed until her face turned pale, her heart filled with turmoil.
It turns out that the struggle between the two sides had already begun when Rong Zhaonan resumed her work and was still in the countryside. It had gone from undercurrents to the current raging storm, reaching a fever pitch.
No wonder the Xiang brothers acted this way; they had both old and new grudges!
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