Hehe, hehe, who is that person? Only a ghost knows.
But there’s a saying that holds true, having connections in high places makes things easier, and even though it’s just a low-ranking official, it’s still better than none, right?
This shaless husband of hers actually dared to ask her; how should she respond? She could throw a tantrum and adamantly deny everything. After all, she truly didn’t know him.
"I don’t know him!"
"..." She’s lying! She clearly knew he had heard everything; why would she so brazenly claim not to know him? Could it be that the person was soone he shouldn’t know about? Just the thought of the other person being a man and calling her by her na made him unbearably jealous.
"Who is that governnt official?"
"..." Hearing this voice, Xiaoxiao felt a shiver run through her body. So cold, really cold. She realized that whenever her cheap husband kept repeating a question, it was a sign that he wouldn’t give up until he got what he wanted.
After being together for so long, she always lost miserably in these situations; it was truly baffling.
Refusing to admit wasn’t going to work, so she might as well say she knew him. But, who in the world was that person? Oh, heavens, she wanted to know as well!
"Oh, I rember now! Hehe! Hehe!"
"Who is it?"
"..."
Who should she say it was? The person seed to be very familiar with her past self. Judging by the tone, it seed like their relationship was quite good. Xiaoxiao imagined various possibilities, fully absorbed in her thoughts, nodding and shaking her head from ti to ti.
"..." Who is it really, is it that hard to answer?
"Oh, I rember now, it seems like soone I knew before, but it’s been so long I don’t rember their na!"
"..." She’s lying! The other party had clearly asked how good he was to her; it must be soone they both knew well.
Seeing that her cheap husband wasn’t speaking anymore, Xiaoxiao thought he probably wouldn’t ask again, so she ignored it and went about her work.
She should, after all, be able to answer him. That in itself was giving him face; she had every right to refuse to answer. The way she was being so cautious now wasn’t like her, Zhong Xiaoxiao, at all.
But at this mont, Yang Ming’s face had turned as dark as coal—he still hadn’t figured out who that person was! Asking was the sa as not asking.
Not long after, Xiaoxiao spoke to Yang Ming again because she truly wondered who had poisoned the pickled vegetables. "Yang Ming, who do you think is sabotaging our family?"
But what answered her was silence.
"Yang Ming, I’m talking to you!"
Yang Ming still didn’t reply, as if he hadn’t heard. What on earth was going on with him, "Yang Ming, Yang Ming!" Xiaoxiao called out a few more tis.
"Hmm?" Yang Ming was preoccupied with the previous matter and had completely lost focus. He ca back to his senses only when he realized his wife was calling him.
"I’m asking you, do you think it’s Li Fugui or Hehua responsible for this?"
After thinking for a mont, Yang Ming shared his thoughts, "Between the two of them, Li Fugui is more likely!"
"But I think it’s Hehua!" She believed there was so truth in the saying ’hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,’ and Hehua indeed hated her bitterly.
"Impossible."
"Why is it impossible?" She didn’t expect him to dismiss the idea outright without a second thought. How much did he trust Little Qingi! She felt inexplicably angry!
"Hehua isn’t a bad person!"
"So you an I’m the bad one then!" As if she was the villain, the one ruining their match made in heaven.
"You’re not bad!"
"Hmph!" Xiaoxiao left in a huff, slamming the door behind her.
"..." Yang Ming was left alone, completely baffled by the situation. He had only given his analysis based on the facts; why had his wife beco so upset all of a sudden!
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