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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nGu Yiyao didn’t dare to be willful and utter another word anymore. She lowered her head under that gaze and kept sobbing softly while picking at her fingers.

nSong Hui wanted to say something, but she was afraid that Jiang Mingxu would really kill her if she said something wrong, so she held her tongue, too.

nAt this moment, only Du Xin—who was flexible with her attitude—stepped forward to smooth things over. “Mingxu, it’s really all a misunderstanding. Actually, I really came to visit Weiwei out of concern. I even brought her soup. In the end, these youngsters are hot-blooded, so they started bickering…”

nSong Wei coldly snorted in ridicule. “You guys came for the invitation letter to the Family Alliance Ball.”

n“As for the bickering you’re talking about, I wonder if you’re talking about the part where you gave your support to my husband keeping a mistress or about the part where I’m just a sacrificial pawn of the Song family who’s not worthy of my husband?”

nShe kept calling him ‘my husband’ so affectionately.

nDu Xin opened her mouth noiselessly. “Th-that’s all nonsense said in a fit of anger. You can’t take it seriously.”

nHowever, Jiang Mingxu’s face was already as dark as the bottom of a pot. He shouted, “Uncle Dong!”

nUncle Dong, who had been standing by the side the whole time and ready to stop the fight at any moment, approached them. “What instructions does Young Master have?”

n“Call security and throw them out.”

n“…Throw—throw?”

n“Did you not understand?”

n“Miss Gu, too…?”

n“Together.”

nAs a result, amid a string of terrified wails, the three women were picked up and carried out of the door by a few burly security guards.

nThe house regained its peace.

nAlthough Song Wei was amazed that Jiang Mingxu was so merciless, this was indeed a good way to make them disappear quickly from the couple’s eyes without arguing with them.

nSong Wei released Jiang Mingxu’s hand contentedly after letting the sc*mbags suffer the hardships they deserved. She did not forget to tease him. “I didn’t expect you to have such a story. Miss Gu was wailing so bitterly for you just now. I almost thought that I was the one who intruded in this relationship.”

nJiang Mingxu frowned. “Our relationship is not what you think it is.”

n“You don’t need to hide. I’m very open-minded. Since you didn’t fuss about my ex, I won’t fuss about your ex-girlfriend either.”

nJiang Mingxu’s eyes were tinged with annoyance, and his tone became cold. “I’ll repeat myself. She wasn’t my girlfriend.”

nSong Wei propped her chin up with her hand and asked him, “Then, who is she? You’re so mysterious and unwilling to tell me, but you still treat her so well.”

nHowever, Jiang Mingxu still did not respond directly. “I don’t want to answer this question.”

nThen, he turned around and went upstairs, locking himself in the study room.

nSong Wei gritted her teeth.

nFine, if you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it. If you don’t speak up, no one is going to enter anyone’s room tonight!

nActually, Jiang Mingxu still had a lot of company business that he had not dealt with. The Jiang Corporation’s scope of control was huge and complex, so the director’s position was not that easy to sit in.

nHowever, after receiving Uncle Dong’s call today and hearing how Gu Yiyao kept rambling on in her one-way conversation as well…

nHence, before he could settle many things, he got his secretary to pack all his work up so that he could continue at home.

nIn the end, it seemed like a certain person still misunderstood.

nUncle Dong came up to deliver coffee to him. After putting the coffee down, he then said hesitantly, “Young Master, no matter what, Miss Gu is also… the final wish left by Old Madam before she passed away. I’m afraid that she wouldn’t want you to treat her like this.”

n“How much more do I have to do for this dying wish?” Jiang Mingxu looked up at Uncle Dong. “It’s about time to bring this to an end. The invitation letter is the last thing I will help her with.”

nUncle Dong thought about it but still nodded. “Young Master, it’s good that you aren’t wasting your time on this anymore. Previously, what you said to Madam… showed that you cared very much.”

nJiang Mingxu paused for a moment and took a sip of coffee. His eyes trembled.

n“People change.”

nWhen did the change start?

nThat imposing figure from just now flashed through his mind.

nThe corners of his lips, which had been stiff all this while, carried a trace of softness.

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