Qiao Jiuyin, who had originally wanted to act rashly, instantly calmed down after hearing Hu Yao’s words.
It was right; she had three lives, but she could not lower herself to the level of Hu Yao, an experienced general.
However, Qiao Jiuyin was unwilling to accept that she could not punish her mistress.
Seeing Qiao Jiuyin get angry and hateful, Hu Yao was happy. She released her hand from Qiao Jiuyin and turned to leave. Before leaving, she arrogantly said, “Brother Fang is still waiting for me to return and make breakfast for him. Let’s talk next time.” She waved her hand, leaving Qiao Jiuyin with an arrogant back view.
Qiao Jiuyin gritted her teeth as she watched Hu Yao’s arrogant figure leave. Bitterness spread in her heart.
Is this retribution?
She had snatched her sister’s man. Finally, other women were ing to snatch hers.
Hu Yao hummed a tune as she returned to the apartment.
The apartment was silent. Fang Mu was nowhere to be seen.
Her words that Brother Fang was waiting for her at home to make breakfast was merely an excuse to anger Qiao Jiuyin.
She ran to the coffee chair on the balcony and sat down. After taking out her phone, she sent a message to Wei Xin!
[Qiao Jiuyin came to find me and asked me to leave Fang Mu. She even said that she would give me resources and a good future.]
Wei Xin was driving to work when she heard the message tone. She was in no hurry to read it. The car entered the basement of the studio. She parked the car and took out her phone to open the message. When she saw Hu Yao’s message, her red lips curled up. She replied: [Continue to disgust her. You can’t believe what she says. Get this done for me, and I’ll let you be the main spokesperson for my fashion brand.]
Hu Yao was relieved to receive the message.
[Okay, I’ll try my best.]
Hu Yao was a young model. She had seen too many examples of people relying on rich people only to get kicked away in the end with nothing remaining.
She was not naive to think that Fang Mu liked her. She knew better than anyone else that Fang Mu was only looking for a similar shadow in her. Hu Yao was not a toad, and neither was she delusional enough to think that after chasing away Qiao Jiuyin, she could replace her as the second young mistress of the Fang family. She had just said those words to anger Qiao Jiuyin.
Even if Qiao Jiuyin and Fang Mu really got divorced, the position of the second young mistress of the Fang family would not be hers.
Hu Yao’s real goal was to seduce Fang Mu and drive a wedge between him and Qiao Jiuyin.
When Wei Xin had found Hu Yao, she promised her that as long as Hu Yao successfully seduced Fang Mu, she would give her the best fashion resources. Hu Yao was in the fashion industry; with Wei Xin listed as the top designer, her future would be limitless.
Hu Yao could not help but laugh when she imagined the day she would appear on the international runway and bee the spokesperson for Wei Xin’s clothing brand.
She hugged her phone and leaned against the chair. She took out the photo album and sent a message to Qiao Jiuyin.
Qiao Jiuyin had just returned home. The anger in her heart had yet to subside when she received a message from an unknown number.
Puzzled, she opened the message and saw Fang Mu and Hu Yao, who had their faces close to each other in the message. The tip of Hu Yao’s tongue hooked the tip of Fang Mu’s tongue, and they were passionately kissing each other. This made Qiao Jiuyin so angry that she threw away the phone in her hand.
“Ah!”
She smashed the phone against the wall, frightening the chef and the nanny in the house.
“Madam!” The nanny quickly picked up the phone. When she saw that there was only a crack on the screen and the phone could still be used, she handed it to Qiao Jiuyin. “Madam, you’re pregnant now. You can’t be angry. It’s not good for the child in your stomach.”
Qiao Jiuyin took the phone from her and squeezed it so hard that her fingers froze.
She returned to her room with her phone and smashed everything inside before calming down.
No. I have to think of a way to chase away this woman called Hu Yao.
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