C3 His Conspiracy 1

She only trembled, her pale face already drained of color. Her long eyelashes drooped down to cover her eyes, like a sika deer that had been shot, struggling in vain on the ground.

"Yih Xiangxi, what do I have against you?"

He smiled as if nothing had happened. He looked at her bloodied hand, and there was even gentleness and empathy in his eyes. "Xiaomai, you're injured. How about you bandage it first?"

"Yih Xiangxi, tell me, why are you plotting to harm me?"

He was gentle and coquettish. "Dear Xiaomai, you and I are first lovers. Where is the motive for murder?"

She shuddered.

"Xiaomai …" "Actually, we've already known each other for a long time …"

Her eyes widened.

"The first time I saw you was in Lijiang."

Her eyes widened.

No!

Absolutely not!

She had only been to Lijiang once, but only for three days. She could not remember having such a person.

"Perhaps you don't remember, but the first time I saw you was indeed in Lijiang. You were with three female classmates … You wear a green dress and a white sun hat... "

Had he been planning things since then?

She suddenly asked, "Have you been scheming against me for a long time?"

He smiled. "I told you, you and I fell in love at first sight."

She tried to jump up again and grab him by the neck, but she was too weak to think.

So what if he knew her in Lijiang? She did not remember or know him at all, nor did she have any contact with him after that.

Every day as we walked along the street, we would pass by countless people. We had long forgotten all about those unfamiliar faces. Is it because one of them occasionally remembers us that we have to pay for it?

It was a conspiracy, a dragnet... No sooner or later, if she had a marriage certificate, she would officially become "Mrs. Jiang" after the fait accompli.

He did it on purpose!

Plotting and scheming.

How vicious could one be to hate someone?

It was more painful and humiliating than killing her.

But before that, she didn't even know him, so there was no way she could have any deep grudges against him.

It was already late in the night. He slowly stood up, dressed elegantly, with a gentle smile on his face. "Darling, if Jiang Fang really doesn't want you anymore, I don't mind letting you be my bed companion for a short time …"

She rushed to fight him, and he strode off, smiling ruthlessly as he went.

Jiang Family.

Qiao Xiaomai's body froze just as she reached the door to the living room. If looks could kill, she would have died hundreds of times over.

"Stop!" Qiao Xiaomai, you are not allowed to take even half a step into our Jiang Family. Our lawyers have drafted the divorce agreement, and the details are in the process of being perfected. Roll... Get out of here... "You are really annoying, but you have already pissed me off …" He drank his wine every day, he had never been hit so hard before... You humiliated him, you disgracefully humiliated him … "Damned woman, if anything happens to my son, I'll fight you to the death …"

Madame Jiang's voice was sharp, her expression hideous, and her gaze disdainful. It was as if she was looking at an extremely dirty cockroach.

Qiao Xiaomai had one foot in the door and the other outside the door, so she couldn't step in nor retreat. She said in a trembling voice, "I just want to see a line …" How is he? I called him and he wouldn't answer … "

"You still dare to call him? Shameless... Get out... "Get lost, get out …"

Qiao Xiaomai's gaze turned to her father, Chung Heng, who was in a meeting outside the house the day of the incident. Qiao Xiaomai was still holding onto her last hope as she pleaded, "Dad, you're an old friend of my dad. I've watched you grow up. Please give me a chance to explain …"

Chung Heng's face turned ashen and he coughed dryly.

"Xiaomai, you child, I don't believe that you would do such a thing …"

Old Jiang's mother sharply interrupted him, "Old Jiang, don't listen to her flowery words. She's full of lies and has no sense of shame. She harmed our son … "Get lost …" She rushed over and pushed Xiaomai away. "Get out …"

Qiao Xiaomai could not resist anymore. She was about to step back when a big hand stopped her at the door. She laughed heartily. "Why are you angry, uncle?"

Everyone in the room looked at the man who had followed them.

With a wave of his hand, he inadvertently put his arm around Qiao Xiaomai's shoulder. Under the gazes of everyone that was ready to eat, he broke the deadlock without a care, "Uncle, Aunt, I came specially to report Xiaomai's guilt to you. Actually, why are you angry? At most, they would get a divorce right away. Why should they worry about not getting a better wife? Isn't it? I'm very sorry about Xiaomai. I can only say that I couldn't help myself at that time, and made a mistake that all men in the world would make. Xiaomai and I fell in love five years ago. It was just a coincidence that we were separated for so long. This time … Sigh … I don't know how to apologize to you … So, I'm prepared to take responsibility for Xiaomai... You can inform a lawyer that Xiaomai won't take a dime from your Jiang Family, and she'll leave confidently and unrestrainedly. After that, I will naturally be in charge of everything she does …

"You shut up …"

"Madame Jiang, why are you angry?" What have you lost? Xiaomai had nothing to do with your family ever since the divorce. Why do you have to be so angry for her? "

Madame Jiang was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.

She screamed, "Scram..." You dog and dog, get out of my way... Roll... Of course we won't give a dime to this bitch... "Get lost …"

The door slammed shut, almost bumping Qiao Xiaomai's nose.

The pair of large hands that were hugging her had already let go, and her voice was filled with criminal gentleness. A scorching hot breath entered her ears, "Xiaomai, don't worry. The divorce papers will be out very soon, and they won't give you a single cent!"

He laughed arrogantly.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't even have time to stop him before he had already left with large strides.

It was a long, shady veranda with French parasol trees that blotted out the sun on both sides. She walked for a while, but she felt weak, and the sky above her was obscured and dark.

She barely managed to lean against a wutong tree as she lowered her head to look at the large patches of yellow leaves beneath her feet. Ah, in the blink of an eye, autumn would arrive.

Someone was honking behind her, and she didn't look back until the car slowed to a stop beside her. She looked up blankly as the window rolled down and her face was haggard. After not seeing them for a few days, Jiang Yiyi's beard was unshaven, his eyes were sunken, and his entire body reeked of alcohol. The elegant man of the past had become sloppily slovenly, and she, was the main culprit.

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

He walked down and stood directly in front of her, his eyes filled with confusion.

"One line …"

He didn't answer, just handed her a document bag.

A man who had been unduly humiliated was too polite not to slap himself like his mother.

Inside the bag was the divorce agreement.

"Xiaomai, sign it."

She took it, took it out, signed it. His hands were calm and steady as he did all this.

There was no point in speaking any further.

This was the only way to wash away the shame of the innocent.

Please believe that no matter how despised and despised the female protagonist of the portraits is, as long as her husband or boyfriend can shake her off, the mockery they receive will no longer exist.

Take off the green hats, they are all good men.

But what about the men who give people green hats?

For some reason, this world only mocked the man with the green hat. A man who puts on a green hat is often thought of as capable.

Qiao Xiaomai understood that she had no other way out. The prey that fell into the trap could only save itself. No one would give any more help.

She decided to let the group regain their dignity, so she decisively signed.

When Qiao Xiaomai finished writing, she handed it over, declaring that they had broken off all ties.

Pah pah pah pah.

Someone clapped.

The sunglasses-wearing man rolled down the window as he spoke in an extremely frivolous and rude tone, "No problem. You don't need to worry about Xiaomai. I will take care of her in the future …"

Jiang Fang's eyes turned red with anger. He clenched his fists and rushed over. The luxurious sports car almost brushed past him as he arrogantly left.

Yih Xiangxi didn't want to fight with him, so he avoided it.

From afar, his voice came, "Jiang Fang, don't be like this anymore. You've already given me Xiaomai's pure body, don't tell me you still want to stay behind with the shoes that I'm wearing? "Hahaha …"

The carriage disappeared into the distance, leaving behind the Devil's earth-shaking laughter echoing in the sky.

Qiao Xiaomai felt tired, and there was not a shred of energy left in her body.

The group of people finally spoke.

"Yih Xiangxi said he will take care of you."

Yes, he would take care of her until her bones were gone and she would never be able to rise again.

She was on the verge of being annihilated, but she couldn't get any help. One line, one line. In the past, he had been her greatest reliance, but at this moment, she no longer had the strength to speak.

He asked reluctantly, "Xiaomai, are you really in love with him?"

She did not answer. The man was confused and helpless. Jiang Fang and the others were already so angry that they didn't know what was going on. Right now, it was obvious that it was harsh for them to make him wake up.

Her silence only made his pain worse. He thought it was acquiescence.

What would happen to other men in this world when they were in such pain?

The real hatred of stealing his wife!

Should they follow the ancient cultivators' example and rush forward, or should they raise their spears to fight with each other?