Li Family, the lady’s bedroom.
Gong Qingwan reclined on the red leather sofa, her slender hand naturally dangling over the edge while the maid carefully applied nail polish for her.
Chu Xiran walked into the room and saw the scene. She was carrying a bowl of steaming bird’s nest soup and said softly, "Aunt, have so. The blood bird’s nest brought back from Country M is very nourishing."
Having spent a long ti by Gong Qingwan’s side, Chu Xiran also understood how to decipher subtle expressions and more importantly, how to please her.
Gong Qingwan lazily leaned back on the sofa, her freshly painted red nails curling slightly, gesturing for Chu Xiran to co over.
"How did the conversation go?"
Li Family is within Gong Qingwan’s control, and every little detail never escapes her ears.
Thus, Chu Xiran’s tea eting with Gu Tong was also under her managent, mainly because she orchestrated it.
"After talking for half a day, nothing substantial ca out. She’s not soone easy to deal with."
Chu Xiran sat by the edge of the sofa, then sighed and said, "Moreover... I see they’re very much in love. It’s difficult for anyone to interfere..."
Even if the bond between husband and wife is firmly intertwined, they always fear a sharp pair of scissors, and more so a third string joining in.
This was precisely Gong Qingwan’s plan — to exploit this and make their marriage crumble from within, causing natural disintegration.
Adding to this, Chu Xiran was raised under Gong Qingwan’s watch, and the Chu Family was also under her control, leaving her unafraid of other complications and feeling reassured, hence her intention to use Chu Xiran.
However...
Chu Xiran lacked experience in romantic relationships and was oblivious to the crux of the matter.
Gong Qingwan withdrew her polished nails, lightly tapping the dried nail polish with her fingertip, saying, "In a big family, which man doesn’t have multiple wives? If I rember correctly, your father has several mistresses, right?"
Chu Family head Chu Qinyou, the wife he married was the daughter of the Gong Family, Gong Qingwan’s sister. It was already considered quite decent, yet even so, he wasn’t spared.
"When Mama was alive... he didn’t have them..."
ntioning her father brought a flicker of pain to Chu Xiran’s eyes.
"When he brought the mistress into the house, he led in a three-year-old child. It was just after your mom had passed away, wasn’t it?"
Speaking of her deceased sister, Gong Qingwan showed no sign of sadness; instead, she treated it as a lesson to present directly to Chu Xiran.
"n are not to be trusted, whether in big or small families. Involvent with mistresses and children is innurable. It always leads to chaos, but eventually things taper off, and we stop ntioning it."
"Looking back, weren’t all couples initially vowing eternal love under the sun and moon? Haha, but then when the wife aged, he fell for soone else."
Chu Xiran understood these truths, having listened and seen much.
But...
"Sohow, there needs to be a crack, right? They’re like one person now, even if I want to make a move, there’s no opportunity..."
It’s not that Chu Xiran didn’t want to try; she attempted but failed.
If not for this, she wouldn’t have been seeking her aunt’s advice as an alternative.
"Feng Family is the major support that Li Yan painstakingly secured; it’s unlikely he’ll let it fall easily, whether genuine or fake, even pretending to be in love imnsely."
"But between people, the greatest fear is discord. Once a seed is planted, it becos deeply ingrained, making it extrely difficult to remove."
With that, Gong Qingwan patted Chu Xiran’s fair little hand, saying, "You are a smart child, you should understand the logic your aunt is conveying."
User Comments
0 comments from readers