Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Hui was so frightened that she choked on her words. She didn’t dare to make a single sound and hid behind Du Xin while trembling.
Du Xin did not dare to kick up a fuss anymore when she saw Jiang Mingxu. She could only explain herself somewhat awkwardly, “Mingxu, we are not here to stir up trouble. Hui’er was only angry because of the pain of being slapped just now, too. Sh-she definitely won’t sue Weiwei.”
However, Song Hui still grumbled faintly, “Mom, am I going to be beaten for nothing then?”
At this moment, Gu Yiyao stood up like she was a judge and said to Jiang Mingxu, “I can testify for this older sister that Song Wei was the one who hit her first. Look at how swollen her face is. It’s very normal to want to report her to the police and sue her.”
She kept talking about Song Wei rudely and acted like she was the mistress of the house. It was as if she had absolutely no idea who she was.
Jiang Mingxu turned around and swept a cold glance at her. “What right do you have to call her Song Wei?”
Gu Yiyao was frightened by Jiang Mingxu’s cold voice. She only paused for a moment, and her eyes had turned red. She reached out to rub her eyes and wipe her tears.
“Brother Mingxu, you’re being mean to me… You treated me very well in the past.” Gu Yiyao reached out to pull on Jiang Mingxu’s wrist, but he shook her off as if he had been electrocuted.
Jiang Mingxu’s murderous gaze landed on her. “What nonsense were you spouting when I wasn’t around just now?”
Gu Yiyao’s hand was left in midair, and she looked even more aggrieved. “I didn’t spout nonsense. Originally, Brother Mingxu, you were only nice to me alone. What is she? She’s just a sacrificial lamb for the marriage of her family. She’s not worthy of you at all.”
Pa!
Another slap landed on Gu Yiyao’s face.
Song Wei rubbed her throbbing palm, and her gaze was cold and ruthless. “If anyone dares to question my identity as Madam Jiang again today, I’ll beat up whoever comes!”
“…” Gu Yiyao was completely dumbfounded. She covered her cheek in shock, even more so than Song Hui.
“Although the Song family is not all that great and there are lots of sc*mbags, Song Wei—this person—has never relied on the Song Group to survive. I was the one who created PARADISES’ achievements single-handedly. To this day, it is still the undisputed king of the jewelry industry. Not only am I worthy of Madam Jiang’s position, but no one else is more worthy than me.”
When Song Wei said this, she was like a king declaring her sovereignty.
As the ruler of the world, none would not submit to her.
Beside her, Jiang Mingxu looked at her in a daze for a long time. His gaze was mixed with a trace of surprise and… delight?
The hands by his side—which were already bulging with veins and ready to attack at any moment—relaxed. If Song Wei hadn’t acted first, he would have already made a move to hit Gu Yiyao.
However, in the next second, Song Wei put on a gentle and demure smile again and reached out to hug Jiang Mingxu’s arm. “Young Master Jiang, no matter how bad your taste was previously, it’s fine so long as you return to the right path.”
When she said the word ‘bad’, she even cast a meaningful glance at Gu Yiyao.
Gu Yiyao was so angry that smoke was coming out of her seven orifices. She wished she could rush up and tear Song Wei apart.
In fact, Song Wei had been waiting for this moment all along. With Gu Yiyao’s delusional personality, she would probably just think that Song Wei was afraid that she would snatch Jiang Mingxu away from her if she was driven away directly. It would not affect Gu Yiyao negatively at all.
However, what if Song Wei acted affectionately towards Jiang Mingxu in front of her?
The amount of psychological damage would definitely increase by a ton.
However, Jiang Mingxu frowned deeply. “Previously? Bad taste?”
However, Song Wei smiled with a hint of embarrassment. “It’s not important. What’s important is that my anger disappeared completely because you came back. I was really annoyed just now. Neither of them was willing to believe that the two of us are in love.”
Jiang Mingxu seemed to have understood Song Wei’s intention. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. He suddenly reached out and caressed her hair. “Who dares to doubt it?”
With just a turn of his head, the gaze that Jiang Mingxu cast towards the three troublemakers became as sharp as a knife.