“Shuijing…” Lü Peiling said somewhat sentimentally, “You… don’t remember me?”
“Mm.” Shuijing lowered her head slightly, feeling a bit ashamed, still clutching her husband.
“I don’t believe it… I don’t believe it!” Jiang Yipeng mumbled, looking pale.
So that’s how it is!
Zhang Yumei suddenly understood, never expecting Shuijing to have such a complicated and bizarre story.
Oh! No wonder!
Some things had already hinted at strangeness, like when Shuijing first came home from the hospital. All her clothes, including underwear, were new. Cosmetics, jewelry, and accessories were all unopened.
The master bedroom, though beautifully decorated, was entirely new, without even a single photograph.
So that’s how it is!
Looking at the boss’s usually cold and serious appearance, he was actually thinking about “stealing” his own brother’s fiancée!
A complete mess, a total chaos.
Those who understood the truth were like deflated balloons, unable to speak.
Alas! How could this triangular problem be solved?
“I want to be with Ah Ji!” Shuijing announced again.
But no one respected her wishes.
The people in the living room took turns attacking the “damn” Guan Longji, but were reluctant to criticize Shuijing.
Ignored, Shuijing could only drink her afternoon tea in a huff.
“Yumei, where’s the cake?” she asked softly.
How could it be afternoon tea without cake?
“Uh… should I include portions for the guests?” Zhang Yumei was unsure.
“Okay!” Shuijing replied.
Her sweet-toothed heart was calculating: in this chaos, she could eat more cake…
A small cart arrived with a dozen exquisite small cakes and fragrant vanilla tea, with silver trays and porcelain shining brightly.
“Ah! Xiao Mei, I want that fruit tart, the cream cake, and that chocolate flavor…” Shuijing whispered.
Jiang Jinghong and Lü Peiling were also served a cup of tea, drinking it with a troubled mood.
Suddenly—
“Shuijing! You… are you eating cake?” Jiang Yipeng asked in surprise.
While enjoying the delicate and exquisite texture of the cake, Shuijing shrugged her shoulders and asked innocently, “Yes! Do you want some?”
“You…” A complex expression appeared on Jiang Yipeng’s face, and he murmured, “You never eat cake, ever since…”
“Ah—” Lü Peiling suddenly let out a small exclamation!
“Shuijing! You… are eating cake?”
The tense atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the Jiang couple who came to demand someone fell into a sorrowful mood.
