Jiang Xiaxia smiled with tears streaming down her face and her hair was messy, like a patient suffering from heart failure.
She laughed and said, "Jiang Heshu, you are such a pitiful ghost. When you were a child, your mother didn't care about you and your father didn't love you. You worked hard at home and worked for free. You were even worse than Cinderella."
"When you grow up, your husband will betray you, your sister who raised you will betray you, and even your own parents will betray you without hesitation because of money."
"Oh, by the way, besides us, there is another person you trust the most who also betrayed you. Do you want to know who that person is?"
Without waiting for Jiang Heshu to answer, she tskted twice and said in a regretful tone: "You are like a fool and we kept you in the dark. Jiang Heshu, you are so pitiful! Your life is full of tragedies. "
As he said this, Jiang Xiaxia's face was full of smiles, even smiling wildly and proudly.
Jiang Heshu's hands on his legs clenched into fists and were trembling slightly due to these words, but the eyes he looked at Jiang Xiaxia were exceptionally calm, without any ripples.
Seeing that she was unmoved, the smile on Jiang Xiaxia's face faded a lot.
It's like a hard punch but the opponent doesn't feel any pain or itching, which makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.
Jiang Xiaxia couldn't help but glare angrily: "Why aren't you angry? Don't you hate being betrayed the most?"
"Or have you discovered who that person is?"
Jiang Xiaxia is more inclined to this reason.
Not being able to see Jiang Heshu's angry face as he wished, Jiang Xiaxia felt particularly unhappy.
She looked tired and embarrassed after being locked up for such a long time, and she couldn't help but worry that she would really have to stay in prison for ten years.
Jiang Heshu, on the other hand, had a rosy complexion, was dressed exquisitely and beautifully, and was even more dazzling than before.
This stark and tragic contrast brought the anger in Jiang Xiaxia's heart to its peak.
Jiang Xiaxia desperately wanted to anger Jiang Heshu, tear apart all her calmness, and watch Jiang Heshu lose control and collapse in public.
She said: "Jiang Heshu, can I tell you another secret? Actually! A few years ago, your beloved husband Gu Jing took you..."
Before Jiang Xiaxia finished speaking, a roar suddenly broke out not far away.
"Jiang Xiaxia!"
Everyone in the hall was startled by the sound and looked up.
A man is sitting on a wheelchair, controlling the wheelchair to move this way.
His legs and arms were fixed with braces, and he was wearing a hospital gown. The beard that had not been shaved for several days was particularly obvious, and his hair was messy.
Unkempt, slovenly, dirty.
The moment they saw him, everyone came up with these three words in unison.
These words should not have appeared on Gu Jing.
Because Gu Jing has always been a gentle, clean and well-paid management talent. She is an elite and is the envy of many people.
But now, some people believe that Gu Jing is a beggar.
Jiang Xiaxia's eyes widened in disbelief, "Gu Jing, how did you make yourself look like this?"
How long has it been since we last met? How come Gu Jing...
Does she still have the nerve to mention it?
If she had not seduced him, he would not have divorced Jiang Heshu, and he would still be the company's director... no, general manager.
But all this was ruined by Jiang Xiaxia.
In fact, Jiang Xiaxia just wanted to make the secret he kept deep in his heart public.
This made Gu Jing so angry that she wanted to kill Jiang Xiaxia.
He glared at Jiang Xiaxia angrily and opened his mouth to scold Jiang Xiaxia but found that he was too angry to make a sound.
Gu Jing gasped for air, his heart was filled with anger and his face turned red.
He couldn't imagine what Jiang Xiaxia would say to Jiang Heshu if he was one minute late.
Obviously, Jiang Xiaxia had sworn to him before, saying that she would never tell Jiang Heshu a word about those things.
Facing Gu Jing's questioning and angry eyes, Jiang Xiaxia felt a little guilty, but she quickly straightened her chest.
"Gu Jing, let me tell you, don't take this opportunity to divorce me and remarry Jiang Heshu. As long as you dare to do that, I will tell Jiang Heshu everything you have done before!"
The second half of the sentence was yelled by Jiang Xiaxia. She was pulled inside and spoke faster and threatened.
Hearing this, Gu Jing's face became even more ugly.
There were not many people in the audience area. Apart from Pei Sui'an and others, there were only six or seven people, half of whom were law students, and the others who had nothing to do to watch the fun.
Without Jiang Xiaxia, these people did not leave, but turned their attention to Jiang Heshu and Gu Jing.
They fully acted as qualified melon-eaters, quietly waiting for Jiang Heshu and Gu Jing to quarrel or to reveal other melons.
Unfortunately, the scene they expected to see did not appear.
Jiang Heshu glanced at Gu Jing, who looked embarrassed, and walked towards Pei Sui'an. She paid no attention to Gu Jing's intentions.
In front of everyone's eyes, she looked extremely calm, as if nothing had happened and she was calm and calm.
But no one knew that Jiang Heshu's brain was spinning rapidly at this time.
She didn't miss the fear and fear she just saw on Gu Jing's face, and she also knew clearly that Gu Jing was very afraid of her learning the secret.
But what secret does Gu Jing have?
And Jiang Xiaxia, what’s the secret about her?
Mysteries appeared one after another in Jiang Heshu's mind, and he couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it.
But even if she couldn't figure it out, she wasn't going to ask Gu Jing.
Because Jiang Heshu knew that even if he pressed Gu Jing, he would not get the answer he wanted.
However, whenever she thinks of her former husband, the man she thought she would spend the rest of her life with, not only cheated on her, betrayed and bullied her, but also hid some secrets that she didn't know about...
Jiang Heshu clenched his fists, his heart filled with anger at being deceived.
She had just taken a few steps when Gu Jing's shout came from behind her.
"Shu Shu, don't leave yet. I have something to tell you."
The day before yesterday, he told Pei Yan bad things about her and slandered her, and now he shouted "Shu Shu" again.
This made Jiang Heshu extremely disgusting.
She didn't stop for even half a second. She picked up Pei Sui'an and was about to leave.
Just now, Aunt Li had quick eyesight and quick hands. When Jiang Xiaxia scolded Jiang Heshu, she covered Pei Sui'an's ears and hugged her to block Pei Sui'an's sight.
Pei Sui'an still didn't know what happened.
Gu Jing controlled the wheelchair to chase Jiang Heshu. Because he had difficulty moving and moved slowly, he could not catch up with Jiang Heshu.
Seeing Jiang Heshu's figure about to disappear before her eyes, Gu Jing couldn't care less and shouted: "Shu Shu, I really know I was wrong."
"I shouldn't have failed to resist the temptation when Jiang Xiaxia seduced me. I should not have been seduced by her and done things that hurt you."
"Without your company during this period, every minute and every second of my life has been extremely painful. I would rather die than live."
"I regret and hate myself so much that I even wanted to die a few times, just hoping to calm you down."
As she spoke, Gu Jing smiled bitterly and begged in an extremely humble voice: "I'm not begging you to forgive me, but please don't avoid me like this, okay?"
"Seeing your disgusted eyes makes my heart bleed with pain, Shu Shu..."
Suddenly, Jiang Heshu stopped and turned to look at Gu Jing.
His tone was painful, with a look of remorse and remorse, and his eyes were pleading and looking at him cautiously.
I have to say that Gu Jing's acting skills are very good.
In the past, he used the illusion of gentleness and thoughtfulness to deceive her and make her believe in Gu Jing.
Now, he has vividly played the role of a man who "returns from his lost ways" and "the prodigal son returns".
Jiang Heshu was about to speak when he heard someone whisper next to him: "This man is too affectionate. If it were me, I would be willing to forgive him."
"That's right! Take a closer look at this man's facial features. He's quite handsome, but he's just not well groomed."
"He must be too sad to take care of himself. It seems that he really regrets it. The prodigal son will never be replaced by gold..."
