C12 What Did You Say?

In her quest to win Liting's heart, she had poured countless resources and energy into that little brat, yet failed to earn even a glance from her. But now, with this woman showing up, they were suddenly so chummy. How could she not be jealous?

"Who are you calling unpresentable?" A cold, bone-chilling voice echoed from the doorway.

Zhou Xirou's expression shifted instantly, as if she had suffered a great injustice. She squeezed out a few tears and rushed forward.

"Ting! You're finally here! Some crazy woman showed up out of nowhere, spewing lies about being your fiancée, and even hurt me. Look, see for yourself!" Zhou Xirou cried, her tears falling like raindrops on a pear blossom, as she extended her arm to reveal barely noticeable red marks on her wrist.

Wen Ruanruan rolled her eyes in silence.

But Liting merely glanced at her indifferently, showing no intention of intervening. Instead, he stepped forward and handed Wen Ruanruan a gold-embossed invitation.

"What's this?" Wen Ruanruan asked curiously as she took it. Upon opening it, her expression turned to shock.

It was an invitation to the Berkeley Art Painting Competition!

During college, Wen Ruanruan's talent for painting had been extraordinary, and she often took on various private commissions after graduation. Her passion and aptitude for painting were unparalleled.

Unexpectedly, Liting knew her so well. For the first time in over twenty years, Ruanruan felt truly valued by someone. She had always wanted to enter this competition, but the entry fee was dauntingly high, beyond her means. Yet now, Liting had brought it right to her doorstep...

“A wedding gift for you,” Liting said, his voice warm and gentle, his gaze so tender it seemed almost tangible.

“A wedding gift?!” Xirou was stunned.

Ruanruan, wanting to rile up Xirou, flashed a sweet smile and accepted the invitation. “Thank you.”

“Ting! Are you really with this nobody? Have you forgotten what your mother said? I’m the one who’s right for you!”

Jealousy twisted Xirou’s pretty face as she glared at Ruanruan, seemingly wishing she could bore a hole through her. How could this happen? She had willingly stayed by Liting’s side for years, only to be replaced by someone who seemed to come out of nowhere.

To win Liting’s heart, she had willingly offered all the Zhou family’s resources to his mother. She had set aside her pride as a wealthy heiress, repeatedly showing her affection, only to be ignored.

This woman, who came from humble beginnings, captured all of Liting's attention the moment she appeared. How could she not feel resentment?

However, these words made Liting's expression turn icy cold. "What did you say?"

Xirou, who had never seen Liting angry before, felt a chill run through her, intimidated by his fierce presence.

Liting naturally bent down to pick up the suitcase Ruanruan had left by the door, opened the door, and walked inside.

Tiantian, displeased, glanced at Xirou, who stood frozen in place, then affectionately took Ruanruan's hand. "Mommy, let's go in."

As she watched this happy family enter the house, Xirou's gaze shifted from fear to malice. She gritted her teeth and immediately took out her phone to dial a number.

Once inside, Liting, with an unchanged expression, instructed the housekeeper to prepare a room for Ruanruan.