Chapter 48: The Speaker Meant No Harm, But The Listener Took It To Heart
Seeing this, Lin Ningkun felt even more heartbroken for Jiang Xuerou’s experience.
He also believed in his heart that Jiang Xuerou was pure.
Jiang Ruanxi had never thought that just a few words could expose Jiang Xuerou. Seeing Lin Ningkun looking at Jiang Xuerou with affectionate eyes, she felt utter disgust in her heart.
She averted her eyes, then suddenly her gaze shifted, a glint flashing in her starry eyes.
“Heir Apparent, my sister appearing here is her fault, but what about you? If she shouldn’t be here, then why is the Heir Apparent here?”
Sun Chengye stiffened, panic flashing in his eyes, but it quickly vanished.
He showed anger on his face to cover his guilty conscience and said loudly, “This Heir Apparent being here is none of your business. I can go wherever I want, and it has nothing to do with you.”
Jiang Ruanxi didn’t care about his attitude and instead smiled as she said.
“Heir Apparent, I just heard someone say that you were waiting for someone here but mistook the person. If I may be so bold to ask, does the person the Heir Apparent was waiting for look very much like my sister?”
The panic in Sun Chengye’s eyes became even more obvious.
His eyes darted around as he stubbornly said, “This Heir Apparent’s matters are none of your business. If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll beat you to death.”
Sun Chengye flew into a rage and stepped forward, glaring viciously at Jiang Ruanxi.
Although she had experienced one lifetime, Jiang Ruanxi had never been beaten by anyone. Seeing him like a desperate criminal, she couldn’t help but feel afraid in her heart.
Her feet involuntarily retreated several steps.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Lin Ningkun still looking at Jiang Xuerou, not noticing at all that she was being threatened.
Her heart, which was already utterly disappointed, was now completely soaked.
While feeling disgusted, she also felt heartbroken.
She was originally Lin Ningkun’s properly married wife, but now that she was being threatened, this man was still flirting with his lover and hadn’t noticed her at all.
Thinking of the previous lifetime, how she had been like a fool infatuated with Lin Ningkun, wholeheartedly helping him, she felt as uncomfortable as stepping in a pile of shit.
She wished she could slap herself to death.
But thinking of her objective, she suppressed the disgust and fear in her heart and continued speaking.
“I guess the person you were waiting for was also a woman, right? This is Guangming Temple, and all the guests staying here are registered. The Heir Apparent is so agitated—could it be that you’re afraid I’ll find something out?”
Jiang Ruanxi was going all out.
She no longer wanted to suffer grievances herself and let those enemies from her previous life live so comfortably.
Sun Chengye hadn’t expected Jiang Ruanxi to be so tough. Thinking of what he had said, he felt a bit afraid in his heart that something might really be uncovered.
Because this matter was not something glorious.
Although he was a profligate son, he also knew that some things, if blown up, would bring him no benefit.
After thinking it over, he glared at her viciously, then angrily flicked his sleeves and left.
“Marquis of Dingning’s Wife, you’re something else. I’ll remember you.”
But unwilling to let it go, he turned back, looking into her eyes and leaving threatening words.
Seeing him about to leave, Lin Ningkun withdrew his gaze, wanting to protest injustice for Jiang Xuerou.
How could Jiang Ruanxi let him have his way? Suppressing her disgust, she pulled his arm. “Marquis, calm down. Do you want to make a big fuss out of today’s matter and let the entire Capital know?”
Lin Ningkun stopped in his tracks.
The hand at his side clenched tightly.
He knew this matter couldn’t be blown up, but he couldn’t swallow this insult.
Seeing the woman he loved being bullied, he could only uselessly hold it in and couldn’t avenge her.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Ruanxi felt much better in her heart.
She withdrew her hand, took out a handkerchief, and pretended to fan herself to cool off, but actually secretly wiped the hand that had just touched Lin Ningkun’s arm.
After wiping her hand, if this were an uninhabited place, she would even want to throw away the handkerchief.
Dirty things shouldn’t be kept.
After doing all this, Jiang Ruanxi pretended to care about Jiang Xuerou and instructed Qing’er, “Your Heir Apparent’s Wife is frightened. Take her back to rest well.”
After Jiang Xuerou left, Lin Ningkun no longer had any scruples and stopped suppressing his temper.
He kicked a nearby tree hard, howling in pain, while not forgetting to disparage Sun Chengye in his mouth.
“This Sun Chengye, that usual eat-drink-play profligate son, must have been coveting Xue…” At this point, realizing something, Lin Ningkun glanced at Jiang Ruanxi and found her attention seemed not to be here, still looking in Jiang Xuerou’s direction, so he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
His relationship with Jiang Xuerou couldn’t be known to Jiang Ruanxi for now.
His official career still needed money later, which he had to get from Jiang Ruanxi.
After his promotion, he would definitely kick Jiang Ruanxi away and be with the woman he loved.
“He must have been coveting the Heir Apparent’s Wife.” Lin Ningkun said.
Jiang Ruanxi had actually heard everything but pretended not to.
Jiang Ruanxi, with her back to Lin Ningkun, had icy coldness in her eyes.
Madam Zhou, hearing Lin Ningkun’s words, stopped the foot she had been about to step forward to care about his injury.
Thinking of today’s events and those from before, she looked at Lin Ningkun with a hate-iron-not-steel expression.
Was his brain addled by shit?
That widow Jiang Xuerou—except for her own son being bewitched, who else would look at her?
Only after not hearing Lin Ningkun’s voice did Jiang Ruanxi turn around.
She had no desire to care about this disgusting man.
Looking at him thoughtfully, she muttered, “You say this place is perennially shady and secluded. How did the Heir Apparent’s Wife end up here? Even if she got lost, it’s so cold—why was she wearing such thin clothing?”
Lin Ningkun had just been furious and hadn’t noticed this detail at all. After Jiang Ruanxi pointed it out, he suddenly awoke and carefully examined Jiang Xuerou’s retreating figure, suspicion growing in his heart.
Jiang Ruanxi took it all in.
Her objective achieved, Jiang Ruanxi didn’t want to stay with this disgusting man for another moment.
“Marquis, it’s too cold here with heavy chill. Your head injury hasn’t fully healed yet. It would be bad if it recurred.”
Lin Ningkun loved his appearance the most. Hearing Jiang Ruanxi’s words, he quickly walked toward the outside.
Madam Zhou hadn’t felt the cold from anger before, but now that Jiang Ruanxi mentioned it, she also felt a bit cold.
She subconsciously rubbed her hands. “It really is. In this damn cold weather, are these people full and idle, coming here for what?”
The speaker had no intention, but the listener took it to heart.
These words were like a spell—Lin Ningkun recalled Jiang Ruanxi’s earlier words and stopped with a slight frown.
Could Jiang Xuerou really have dressed like that to seduce someone?
Lin Ningkun’s hand curled slightly, clenching into a fist.
“Marquis, what are you spacing out for? Walk faster, don’t delay the Zen Buddha’s time.”
Madam Zhou’s words startled Lin Ningkun awake.
He felt a bit regretful in his heart—what was he doing?
How could he suspect Xue’er? She was the woman he loved most.
How could she possibly be that kind of person?
Back then, if he hadn’t lost control and had a relationship with her, she had already borne too much for him—how could he suspect her?
