Ji Xinxin looked at Ling Chuxia’s calm smile, and she was so angry she calmed down. She stared at Ling Chuxia for a long time, then suddenly spoke, "Chuxia, are you really not angry?"
Ji Xinxin truly couldn’t understand what Ling Chuxia was thinking. Any woman, seeing her husband so intimate with another woman, wouldn’t the first reaction be to rush up and slap that slut, or at least be furious? But here she was, acting as if she hadn’t seen anything. There wasn’t a trace of anger, and she could still hold her hand and walk away as if nothing happened, and now she could even smile...
Ling Chuxia lowered her eyelids, her smile slightly fading, but her voice remained very calm, "There’s nothing to be angry about."
As soon as she said this, Ji Xinxin couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, "There’s nothing to laugh about?"
Ji Xinxin couldn’t help repeating Ling Chuxia’s words and couldn’t suppress a couple of laughs, "Ling Chuxia, look at me. Isn’t my reaction the normal one? People who don’t know might even think Che is my husband!"
Even as an outsider, she was worried for her, but as someone involved, Ling Chuxia could remain indifferent.
Ling Chuxia’s expression paused slightly, but she said nothing. Just then, the waiter brought the warm water, and Ling Chuxia picked up the glass and silently took a sip.
Swallowing the water in her throat, Ling Chuxia raised her head and looked at Ji Xinxin calmly, "Aren’t you supposed to be somewhere tonight? It’s about time. Shall we go?"
When Ling Chuxia got home, it was already a bit dark. The sun had hidden below the clouds, and the sky was rolling with gray clouds. She sat in the car, watching the slowly passing scenery outside the window. The night lights began to show, bustling as ever, and Liang City was always so lively.
Ling Chuxia watched quietly, and after a while, she was lost in thought.
In her mind, the images she had just seen appeared unconsciously. The man was remarkably handsome, the woman charming and lovely, the two of them leaning closely together. The woman said something to the man, and his lips curled slightly into a smile.
That smile strangely seemed slightly unfamiliar to Ling Chuxia. So unfamiliar that it felt like she had never seen Che smile, or rather, Che almost never smiled in front of her. What he left for her were only angry faces, a back filled with rage.
At that time, why didn’t she go up?
Ling Chuxia thought seriously, perhaps... she knew the result.
Ji Xinxin said she, as a legitimate wife, seemed like a kept woman, but she knew that if she had rushed up and questioned her in her capacity as a wife, she would be more embarrassed than an actual kept woman.