Chapter 13

"Get lost! I'm not some doormat. I don't have a cuckold fetish."

With that, Jiang Ye flung Wen Chuxue's hand away and stomped upstairs.

[Huh? Even a love-brain can come to his senses? Jiang Ye, why not keep being a love-brain? It's so exciting.]

[They broke up, and Jiang Ye's heart is shattered. But today's melon was so delicious, hehehehe.]

Song Shiwei watched the show from behind, offering her commentary.

The corners of Father Jiang's, Mother Jiang's, and Jiang Xun's mouths quietly curled upward. Well said. Give her a few more mouthfuls. A love-brain like that deserved to be scolded to death.

"You set me up?" No matter how stupid Wen Chuxue was, she now understood what had happened.

Jiang Xun raised an eyebrow. "So what if we did?"

"Miss Wen, I don't mind telling you. I kept you at the Jiang Family home today precisely to make you throw your own plans into disarray. If you'd just held out through today, Jiang Ye would have been utterly devoted to you, and your plans might have gone even more smoothly. Unfortunately, you were too impatient."

[Damn, so smart and so brazen. No wonder he's the common enemy of all the male and female leads.]

[But there's really nothing wrong with what he said. Who says the Jiang Family has to become a stepping stone for the leads' romance?]

Everything had been resolved, and Jiang Ye had seen Wen Chuxue for who she was. It was time to bring this farce to a close.

"Chuxue, you're still pregnant. Please leave our house on your own tomorrow morning." Mother Jiang's expression was stern as she spoke without mercy. "Our Jiang Ye may be a fool, but we aren't. We won't invite a wolf into our home."

Tall and elegant, Jiang Xun gave Wen Chuxue a brief glance. A flicker of pity flashed through his eyes, vanished an instant later, and he strode away on his long legs.

Song Shiwei glanced at her too, her expression somewhat complicated. In the end, she decided not to get involved and went back to her room to sleep.

As Wen Chuxue watched them leave one after another, she collapsed uncontrollably to the floor, her face deathly pale and her lips trembling nonstop.

It was all over. Everything was ruined. Everything she had painstakingly schemed to obtain was gone.

Chapter 13

◎Exposing oneself and delivering business to the police◎

At the Jiang Family estate, everyone in the family was beaming with joy, grinning from ear to ear, except for Jiang Ye, who was utterly wilted and looked heartbroken.

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang ignored him. That love-brain deserved it.

The visitor hurried forward to greet them when he saw they had returned. Song Shiwei took a look. Why did this man look a little familiar?

"Miss Song, you're finally back." The man at the front addressed Song Shiwei with a broad smile.

Song Shiwei hesitated for a second. [Who's this? He looks familiar. A bit like that sucker.]

"I'm Wang Datou, Miss Song. We met yesterday, remember?" President Wang instinctively touched his head and said with a grin.

Now that President Wang had been mentioned, she remembered. Wasn't this President Wang, the sucker who had fought with his son at last night's banquet and nearly been ruined by that son of his?

What had he come to see her for today?

President Wang pulled the boy in front of him over and said delightedly, "Miss Song, thank you so much. After I went home yesterday, I still felt terribly guilty toward you. Especially after finding my biological son, I felt guilty toward you all over again. So here I am at your home to apologize."

[Well, damn. Did Wang Xiaoshuai confess that quickly in jail? President Wang found his biological son in a single night?]

President Wang rubbed the back of his head, rather embarrassed to admit that he really would have remained in the dark if not for Song Shiwei.

He had never imagined that he had spent all these years doting on his wife's murderer like a precious jewel.

Now everything was good. His wife's murderer had been found, Wang Xiaoshuai had received his rightful punishment, and his son had been found too. One look at that fair, plump boy told him this was his child. He even looked remarkably like him.

The boy standing beside President Wang eyed Song Shiwei somewhat lewdly and rudely held out his hand to her. "Big sister, you're so pretty."

Song Shiwei looked at the boy President Wang was holding. She was somewhat displeased but showed nothing, while inwardly she was devouring melon with surging excitement-

[Wait, President Wang, what are you doing? This isn't your biological son at all! Could you please be a little more reliable? You've found the wrong son!]

[You didn't even find a son from a decent family. You found Wang Xiaoshuai's little brother...]

[Your son's being driven away from your doorstep by the servants right now. Calling you a sucker makes me feel ashamed on behalf of suckers.]

[I was wondering. In the original novel, President Wang's son was a proper, upstanding academic ace. He'd even ranked first in his class when President Wang went to bring him home. So he found the wrong son.]

The eyes of the people present lit up the moment they heard Song Shiwei's thoughts, and they looked at President Wang with anticipation written all over their faces.

Even Jiang Ye, fresh from his breakup, did his best to widen his eyes.

He had heard a little about how Wang Xiaoshuai had plotted with his young stepmother to murder President Wang at yesterday's charity auction, how President Wang had beaten him, and how the club he ran had been busted, with drugs even being discovered. He truly hadn't expected to stumble upon a guaranteed-ripe melon himself.

It looked like Song Shiwei had exposed this melon too?

And President Wang's melon wasn't over yet? There were follow-up melons?

He had actually managed to catch this damned spectacle. Heartbroken as he was, he stood to one side picking up melons to eat.

President Wang, suddenly hearing Song Shiwei's commentary: ?

What the hell?

The son he had sent people to find overnight was actually Wang Xiaoshuai's little brother? And his own son still hadn't been found?

[Think about it. How could they possibly give a child they'd picked up plenty to eat and drink? This son of yours is so fat he can barely walk. How could he be your biological son? Don't you think he looks especially like Wang Xiaoshuai?]

President Wang glanced at the tall boy standing beside him. Triangular eyes, eyebrows slanting up at the ends, and uneven lips. He really did look very much like Wang Xiaoshuai.