“Really?” Jiang Nanshu smiled at her.
Yu Zhuyin was dazzled by that smile.
Jiang Nanshu wasn’t even wearing makeup, yet her skin was flawless, subtly outshining Yu Zhuyin’s fully made-up appearance.
Jiang Nanshu had striking features; even without makeup, her beauty was comparable to someone wearing it.
She was somewhat unconvinced: “That’s right. I didn’t do it on purpose. If you had fallen, the miscarriage would have had nothing to do with me.”
Jiang Nanshu placed her hand on her stomach, standing still.
Yu Zhuyin gave her a mocking smile and walked away.
Even after all that provocation, Lu Qingyan’s wife was still acting like a coward. Was that what he liked?
Nothing special.
She took a mischievous picture of Jiang Nanshu with the fake snake with her phone and sent it to Lu Qingyan from another number.
Didn’t he say that she wasn’t allowed to see his wife?
Even if she saw her, what could he do?
She left, humming a cheerful tune.
Ji’s mother was angry, but Jiang Nanshu was pregnant. What if she got into a conflict with this bad girl and got hurt?
She thought that it was better to avoid trouble.
Jiang Nanshu bent down, picked up a pebble from the side of the cobblestone path, and threw it forcefully at Yu Zhuyin’s knee.
Yu Zhuyin winced in pain, her legs buckled, and she knelt directly on the hard pebble. Her fair knees bruised and bled from hitting the stone.
She turned her head and glared fiercely at Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu smiled slightly at her: “Are you alright? The pebble slipped and flew out of my hand. It wasn’t intentional. If you accidentally fell and got hurt, it’s not my fault. It’s your own fault for not being able to stand properly.”
Jiang Nanshu directly returned her words verbatim.
And in a more memorable way.
“Jiang Nanshu!” Yu Zhuyin’s voice was somewhat distorted.
Jiang Nanshu raised an eyebrow in surprise: “You know me? Have we met before?”
Of course not. She was the one who came to her.
Yu Zhuyin laughed and provocatively said to Jiang Nanshu, “I’ve never met you, but I know you. Why don’t you go ask Lu Qingyan what my relationship with him is?”
Jiang Nanshu had only one reaction.
Another one of Lu Qingyan’s unfortunate romantic entanglements?
The girl in front of her looked to be only about twenty years old.
She looked at her calmly.
Yu Zhuyin was somewhat stunned, seeing no anger in Jiang Nanshu’s eyes.
She had openly acknowledged knowing Lu Qingyan, so why wasn’t she furious?
Shouldn’t she confront her like other women, or angrily turn and leave?
However, Jiang Nanshu was very calm, which was different from what Yu Zhuyin had seen before.
She even looked at her with a hint of pity.
She hated that look; it made her feel like some kind of pathetic creature.
“Lu Qingyan is already married.” Jiang Nanshu said.
Yu Zhuyin got up from the ground, stood still, and sneered, “So what? That doesn’t stop me from liking him.”
“I just don’t want you to waste your time on this. You won’t see me confront Lu Qingyan here and then see my relationship with him break down. He is a man who is loyal to marriage and to his feelings. If he really had feelings for you, you wouldn’t have come to me to sow discord. Although I don’t know what you like about him, I don’t think it’s necessary. I also don’t know what you young girls are trying to pursue. The thrill of being a mistress?” Jiang Nanshu said calmly.
But the words, strung together, felt like a slap in the face to Yu Zhuyin, especially the word ‘mistress’, which was her most hated term.
Her aggressive stance, as if she wanted to pounce on him, made Ji’s mother stand guard in front of Jiang Nanshu, fearing that the girl might suddenly go mad and hurt Jiang Nanshu.
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