Chapter 161: Chapter 161: How Does It Feel to Snatch Someone Else’s Fiancé?
The miss mentioned by the servant must be Jingyao’s sister, He Ziyi, right?
Su Zixi also put down the jewelry box and followed Liu Minjun out. She knew that He Ziyi had autism and had been immersed in her own world since childhood, hardly ever leaving the house. Madame He stayed at the old house just to look after this daughter.
From the room at the end of the hallway came the shrill screams of a girl, dissatisfied, along with the sounds of objects being smashed. Liu Minjun grew more anxious and quickened her pace, asking the maid beside her, “What happened? Wasn’t everything fine just a moment ago?”
The maid gave a wry smile, “I don’t know. The miss just woke up and started acting out …”
As they talked, the crying and noise from the room gradually subsided and eventually went completely quiet. Liu Minjun looked puzzled, glanced at the maid, who also appeared confused.
Su Zixi followed Liu Minjun into the room and saw a girl with delicate features sitting in a corner. Around her were scattered paint and a canvas, obviously knocked over in her tantrum, even staining her own clothes with various colors.
But that wasn’t the point. The point was… He Ziyi had now calmed down, quietly leaning into a woman’s embrace.
The woman held He Ziyi in her arms and soothed her softly. Although there was little expression on He Ziyi’s face, the hostility in her eyes gradually disappeared. Whatever the woman had said, He Ziyi nodded and wiped her paint-stained hands on her skirt.
Su Zixi vaguely felt that the woman’s silhouette seemed familiar. At that moment, the maid suddenly called out with delighted surprise, “Miss Xia?”
Upon hearing the voice, the woman turned around. Who could it be, if not Xia Xinyu?
Liu Minjun had recognized Xia Xinyu the moment she walked in. She smiled, but her tone was rather cold, “Oh, it’s Xinyu, when did you get here?”
“Auntie,” Xia Xinyu gave a slight smile, “I just arrived. I heard from the servant that Ziyi was crying, so I came to see her. I’m sorry for not getting your permission first.”
“It’s okay. You’ve been coming to see her quite often over the past two years, and Ziyi has already taken you as one of her own,” Liu Minjun said, then turned her head to look at Su Zixi, her smile suddenly much warmer, “By the way, let me introduce you. This is Zhixi, Jingyao’s wife.”
Xia Xinyu’s face paled slightly, she forced a smile at Su Zixi, “Miss Su.”
“Hello, Miss Xia,” Su Zixi blinked, “Since I am already Jingyao’s wife, you might as well call me Young Mistress He. It also sounds more pleasant.”
Xia Xinyu’s face turned even paler.
Liu Minjun chuckled, “Xinyu, why don’t you go sit in the living room first? I’ll check on Ziyi and will come down to chat with you in a bit. Oh, Zhixi, you go ahead and entertain the guests first.”
Liu Minjun’s distinction in address and attitude was clear, making Xia Xinyu’s smile even more strained.
Su Zixi graciously made a welcoming gesture. Since Madame He was backing her up, she couldn’t afford to show any weakness.
Moreover, Xia Xinyu had repeatedly provoked her before, and had even staged a suicide drama last time. Su Zixi hadn’t settled that account with her yet.
Xia Xinyu bit her lip, glanced at He Ziyi, but He Ziyi’s attention had already been drawn to the colors on her skirt and she didn’t even glance at her.
She had no choice but to leave the room.
In the living room, Xia Xinyu sat on the sofa, took a hot drink handed by the servant, sipped it, and then smiled at Su Zixi, “Young Mistress He, how does it feel to have snatched someone else’s fiance?”