Jiang Yu's peach-blossom-like eyes fell on Meng Zhixuan's arrogant face, and then she smiled gently: "It seems that you have found out quite a bit these past two days."
Meng Zhixuan sneered: "If I hadn't found out the details, I don't know how you would have made a fool of me!"
Even his own mother suffered severe trauma as a result!
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and couldn't help but curse, "A dog should act like a dog! Don't meddle in things that aren't your business!"
That's really awful.
Meng Zhixuan felt fearless and was completely unaware that the cold aura emanating from the man in black had suddenly intensified, and he continued talking to himself.
"He acts all high and mighty, doesn't he even know his own limitations? He's just like that stupid woman I keep."
"What a pity, tomorrow will be the last time she sees the sunrise."
Meng Zhixuan was still reminiscing about the wonderful brief encounter he had with Meng Zhixuan that day.
Noble ladies are often beautiful; every glance and smile is exquisite.
He was almost stunned by what he saw.
Sitting in his seat, Jiang Yu felt a sudden surge of violence rising within him for no apparent reason.
Within those cold city walls, he had been accustomed to the ridicule and sarcasm of others since childhood.
My heart has long since hardened.
Even if he is ridiculed and mocked, he doesn't get angry—after all, he has grown to the point where he can shut that person up forever if they say something that displeases them.
Isn't it pointless to get angry at a dead person?
The person in front of him felt he had been protected, so he dared to act arrogantly in his presence.
"You're going to kill your wife?" he asked, as if to confirm his words.
“Her half of the jade pendant has always been in my residence, and I can get my hands on it whenever I want. I kept it at the time only as a precaution, but now it has lost all its use.”
Meng Zhixuan said nonchalantly, "I just didn't expect that the important person would suddenly want to see her."
"After we finish seeing each other tomorrow, she should go and die."
Looking at Meng Zhixuan's face, Jiang Yu suddenly recalled Wei Wei's extremely vivid expression when facing him.
It's such a pity that she married such a person.
This was the first time he had ever felt so sorry for someone.
It's strange, yet it feels somewhat novel.
He felt he needed to do something to bring peace back to his heart.
Fine, the person in front of me is really unpleasant to look at, so I'll just make an example of him.
Despite not making any movement, the chilling aura emanating from him made Meng Zhixuan subconsciously swallow hard and take a step back.
He was puzzled by his own behavior, and then became angry.
To bolster his courage, he sneered, "What, you're reluctant? Well, Wei is young after all. Although she's rather dull-witted, her body can still arouse a man's desire."
"If you're interested, I'd gladly give it to you to play with."
Jiang Yu stared at Meng Zhixuan's opening and closing mouth, and the urge to tear him apart immediately began to race through his mind.
The feeling of being thrilled is really great.
Jiang Yu stood up from his seat and slowly moved his neck. His voice was low and emotionless: "So, should I thank you?"
Meng Zhixuan was half a head shorter than him, and for a moment he was so frightened by his expression that he almost stopped breathing.
A deadly sense of crisis is looming.
He started to get scared.
No matter how insidious he may be, he ultimately lacks martial arts skills. Facing an opponent who can scale walls and leap across rooftops, he can only wait to die!
"What do you want to do? If you dare to lay a hand on me, Third Master won't let you off..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yu's hand was already on his shoulder.
I felt my bones being squeezed and rotated, followed by excruciating pain!
That hand, which had just been full of anger, was broken off!
Amidst his screams, Jiang Yu appeared remarkably refined.
He straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "I'm just playing around with a worthless life like yours."
He patted the distorted face again: "This will teach you a lesson. When a dog barks, check if its owner is around."
I won't kill you.
See you tomorrow.
By the time the servants outside heard the screams and rushed over, he had already easily pushed open the window and disappeared from the spot.
There was another person standing in the corner of Tingfeng Pavilion.
When faint, almost imperceptible footsteps sounded outside, he emerged from the darkness.
It turned out to be Leng Pusheng.
A dark shadow fell into the courtyard, and Leng Pusheng's head also drooped.
Be more vigilant tomorrow.
The shadowy figure spoke softly, his gaze sweeping over the room where Wei Wei was resting.
"yes."
Leng Pusheng agreed without hesitation, then hesitated for a moment before speaking again: "Miss Wei asked me to investigate the friend in Osmanthus Alley who plays with her younger brother..."
The shadowy figure's eyes flashed upon hearing this: "She'll see it tomorrow. Let her ask for herself."
Leng Pusheng agreed again, watching the dark figure leap over the wall like an eagle and disappear from sight...
——
Meng Zhixuan fell off the bed while sleeping at night and broke his hand.
This whole thing sounds ridiculous no matter how you look at it.
Wei Wei couldn't smile at this moment.
Meng Zhixuan was in very bad condition, and his face was as pale as a ghost.
When sitting in the room, he exuded a cold and gloomy aura.
They were truly like wild ghosts.
Wei Wei looked at his arm, which was wrapped tightly in gauze, and comforted him, "Let's put the matter of going back to your parents' home on hold for now. It's not too late to go back after your hand injury has healed."
Meng Zhixuan insisted on going to the Wei family to apologize: "How can I go back on my word? My hand is fine, don't worry. Let's pack up and set off now."
Seeing his insistence, Wei Wei didn't say anything more.
After having their belongings prepared, the two boarded the carriage to go out.
The carriage was cramped, and Wei Wei deliberately sat very close to him. When the carriage swayed, her body would lean against his arm, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
He didn't cry out in pain, but the viciousness in his eyes almost spilled out.
Wei Wei enjoyed watching it, but she didn't let her guard down.
Meng Zhixuan must have had ulterior motives for bringing her out; he must wish he could take all the suffering he's endured upon himself.
The reason they haven't taken action yet is probably because the time isn't right.
Since that's the case, she has no choice but to strike first.
The carriage suddenly stopped, and Meng Zhixuan lost his balance and swayed to the side. His badly injured hand pressed against the carriage wall, causing him to see stars in pain. He wished he could faint immediately.
"What happened?"
Seeing him in so much pain, Wei Wei suppressed her smile and asked the coachman outside.
Before the carriage could answer, a voice outside cleared up his confusion.
"You scoundrel surnamed Meng, come out here right now!" The voice was arrogant and fierce.
Wei Wei's eyebrows twitched; this kid arrived quickly.
The person outside was none other than Qin Shi, the eldest son of the Qin family, who had fallen into Wei Wei's hands and suffered losses twice.
His appearance here was certainly not accidental; rather, it was deliberately leaked to him by Wei Wei.
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