The Heartless, Cheating Scumbag Woman in a Female-Dominated World (Seventeen)

Two more months passed like this, and Xie Ning was much less inhibited than he had been at first.

After all, he was young and learned quickly, and he wanted to try everything.

The time they spent on extra lessons also shot up.

It was another weekend. Xie Jinhua was not home, so Jiang Xuefu naturally pulled Xie Ning aside to play.

Yet Xie Jinhua, whom they both believed to be out, stood at the door holding two glasses of orange juice. His body was rigid, his face bloodless, his lips pale, and his eyes vacant.

He listened in a daze to the sounds coming from the room. A mist of pain rapidly clouded his eyes, as though an invisible hand had gripped his heart and was squeezing it again and again, each squeeze making it feel as though his heart were dripping blood.

The sounds from the room were so familiar, yet at this very moment they felt terrifyingly strange to him.

Xiao Ning, how could...

Tears fell into the orange juice, sending up little splashes. As if tormenting himself, Xie Jinhua stood at the door for as long as the people inside carried on.

No one saw the man's quietly lowered eyes, or the terrifying storm gradually brewing in their depths.

Early the next morning, Xie Jinhua looked at Xie Ning's radiant face, and his gaze darkened.

He put an egg in Xie Ning's bowl and said in an even tone, "Haven't you been wanting to visit Grandma? She contacted me yesterday, so you can go in a little while."

After handing the company over to Xie Jinhua, Old Madam Xie had settled in Switzerland and had not come back for several years.

Xie Ning paused in the act of biting into his egg. Even the wisps of hair he had not yet had time to tidy that morning seemed to freeze. "Why so suddenly? I'll go pack my things first..."

"I had someone pack everything for you. Once you've finished eating, just go."

Things happened so quickly that Xie Ning had no time to react. He did not even realize he had forgotten his phone until he reached the airport.

After arriving in Switzerland, Xie Ning bought a phone locally as soon as he got off the plane. But he could not remember Jiang Xuefu's number, so he had no choice but to leave off contacting her for the time being.

Meanwhile, Xie Jinhua was holding Xie Ning's phone, imitating his manner of speaking as he chatted with Jiang Xuefu message by message.

[Jiang Xuefu: Did you miss me? Where do you want to go tomorrow?]

Xie Jinhua's fingers moved to reply, his heart filled with both sweetness and pain.

Reading these messages made it feel as though he really were in love with Fufu.

But whenever he thought of how all this affection was meant for Xie Ning, he felt as though he could not breathe. His heart ached with pain and jealousy, a torment so unbearable it made him wish for death.

[Xie Ning: Can we just stay home? My dad won't be home tomorrow either.]

[Jiang Xuefu: Sure. What flavor cake do you want tomorrow? I'll bring it over for you.]

She was going to buy him a cake? Xie Jinhua stared intently at the phone screen, the corners of his mouth rising beyond his control. Sunlight fell softly over him, seeming to give him a fuzzy golden halo that made him look even gentler and warmer.

[Xie Ning: Matcha is fine.]

[Jiang Xuefu: Changed your taste? Wasn't strawberry your favorite before?]

Xie Jinhua's breath caught, and his smile faded a little.

[Xie Ning: Mm-hmm. My dad likes matcha, so I want to try it too.]

[Jiang Xuefu: Okay. Be good and wait for me tomorrow. Mwah]

Jiang Xuefu sent a voice message, adding two kisses at the end. Thinking of how shy the young man might be when he received it, she could not help letting out a soft laugh.

Though Xie Ning did not receive it, Xie Jinhua opened the voice message, and his handsome face turned red. He even nearly dropped the phone.

His fingers trembled slightly as he typed. He looked less like a CEO who commanded the business world and more like a lovestruck youth newly in love.

The kind who would be so flustered by the slightest teasing from the other person that he would be utterly routed.

[Xie Ning: Mwah~]

The butler led Jiang Xuefu to the study door.

But Xie Ning was not inside, and Xie Jinhua was not home either.

Jiang Xuefu paused, then turned and headed for Xie Ning's room.

Sure enough, the door was not shut tight. It had even been deliberately left ajar, as though waiting for her.

She gently pushed the door open. The curtains inside were drawn tightly shut, not letting in a single ray of light; only a little light entered through the doorway she had opened.

In the dim light, she could see the quilt on the bed rising in a mound, faintly outlining a figure beneath it.

Jiang Xuefu smiled, thinking Xie Ning was playing some new trick on her again.

She walked in and closed the door behind her. The room returned to darkness and silence, so quiet that her footsteps seemed to be the only sound.

"Why are you so shy today? Hmm?"

Jiang Xuefu wrapped her arms around the person, quilt and all, a soft laugh and a hint of anticipation on her lips.

The person beneath the quilt said nothing, merely slipping out a hand to take hold of the woman's little finger and rub against it, as if teasing her.

The atmosphere abruptly turned intimate. Jiang Xuefu's gaze deepened, and her hand followed his, slowly slipping beneath the quilt.

Her hand met a man's smooth skin. Although Xie Jinhua was in his thirties, he had never given birth and had taken excellent care of himself. With the dark, intimate setting, Jiang Xuefu did not notice for the moment.

"Such a good boy. You actually put this on yourself today."

As the woman's slightly husky voice rang out, a rustling arose in the darkness...