"Ah?" The plump woman, upon hearing this, became frantic, "Wasn’t it clearly the vixen who seduced him? My husband is also at fault?"
Xia Chuyi stood by, listening with some speechlessness.
Perhaps this woman thought that by cracking down hard and capturing the "mistress vixen," she could definitely be severely punished.
But what happened? Little did she know that in such cases, both the man and the woman are typically sentenced together.
Moreover, if the woman countersues the man for rape, nine times out of ten, at this moment, it would be established.
Coincidentally, just as Xia Chuyi had speculated, the mistress, suddenly lifting her head, cried out, "Police comrade, I’ve been wronged!"
"I’ve been wronged!" The mistress wept and shouted, "I was forced, I was forced!"
"It was him, it was our section chief, he raped me!"
The mistress pointed at the middle-aged, chubby man.
Crying her eyes out, she seemed to bear an immense grievance, saying, "I’m just a worker from out of town working in their home, how could I dare to resist? And now... now I’m being blamed... wuu wuu wuu, I’ve been wronged!"
The plump woman who caught the affair was immediately stunned, "What are you talking about?!"
Not just her, even the chubby middle-aged man was shocked, pointing at the mistress, "You, you..."
However, there was someone even more astonished than they were—Xia Chuyi.
"Xia Lan?" Xia Chuyi frowned, quietly calling out.
The woman caught in the affair, was it actually Xia Lan?
Xia Chuyi couldn’t quite believe it, but upon another glance at the workers’ clothes, weren’t they exactly the same as the ones she’d seen Xia Lan wearing before?
So, the mistress was Xia Lan?
Xia Chuyi’s emotions became exceedingly complex.
The fates of Xia Lan across two lifetimes were far too different.
Her thoughts turned to He Qing.
What about He Qing? Was he not with Xia Lan? Could it be that they weren’t together?
Because Xia Chuyi was too shocked, Father Wang and Mrs. Wang thought she was scared and hurriedly pulled her to the side, saying, "Chuyi, such matters, girls of good families should watch and listen less!"
As they spoke, they tried to block her view.
Perhaps the words "Chuyi" were too sensitive for Xia Lan, who, in her dazed state, heard these words and instinctively looked up in Xia Chuyi’s direction.
Xia Lan’s face suddenly turned deathly pale.
"Xia, Xia Chuyi!" Xia Lan’s voice came out in horror.
Everyone followed Xia Lan’s gaze and saw a young girl looking puzzled.
"Do you know each other?" Guo Jiacheng, standing to the side in a military uniform, furrowed his brow and asked Xia Chuyi.
Xia Lan, just then, also saw this scene.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she lunged over, "Chuyi, Chuyi, save your sister, help your sister!"
"I’ve been wronged, wronged I say!"
"They, with their money and power, bullying a migrant worker sister like me into submission!"
"And now they wrongfully accuse me of seducing, of being a vixen!"
"Help me, please help me!"
Xia Lan kept pleading.
Xia Chuyi listened, frowning deeply, but without any reaction.
Seeing her so heartless, Xia Lan gritted her teeth, collapsed in front of Xia Chuyi, and whispered, "Xia Chuyi, no matter what grievances we may have had in the past, after all, we are family!"
"If I get a bad name, all the young girls in Xia Family will be doomed!"
"By then, could you still gain favor from higher-ups?"
Xia Lan glanced at Guo Jiacheng to the side.
"Xia Chuyi, help me! If you help me, I swear I won’t tell your new beau that you’ve been with other men before!"