Xiang Wenxin sipped her coffee lightly and felt truly satisfied, a contented smile spreading across her lips.
She took a couple of drags from her remaining cigarette. It was nearly burnt out but still wasn't hot on the lips, a sensation she really relished.
Once the cigarette was extinguished, her delicate face turned slightly stern, yet she still radiated an irresistible cuteness.
"Actually, it doesn't seem like there's much to be resentful or bitter about!"
She mumbled to herself in a sweet, soft tone that was truly comforting to hear.
Liu Zhizhong was speechless... The young people in this circle are really twisted!
"Yet in your eyes, she is a wench?"
Xiang Wenxin nodded, "Exactly, a total wench. What's wrong with that?"
"And why do you consider her a wench?"
Xiang Wenxin's expression hardened again, utterly adorable.
In fact, she was a 28-year-old woman, single, dignified, and haughty, usually not the type that men would favor.
Well, can't help it. With her beauty, figure, and status showcased, it's unmistakable!
Xiang Wenxin said, "Originally, she could have become my sister-in-law and be a happy woman. Instead, she married a guy paralyzed from the neck down, the kind who can only lie in bed all day. Tell me, isn't she a wench? Really, isn't she? Damn it all!"
Her tone grew harsher with some coarse language, but it still had its charm.
Liu Zhizhong was speechless, inwardly shaken.
He couldn't accept it either!
What was Feng Xiaoyue's status?
To marry someone with such a high-level paralysis?
Damn… How miserable, how foolish?
Her charisma, her talents, her family's influence, this marriage...
Liu Zhizhong gazed blankly at Xiang Wenxin, "Is this... really true?"
"Do I look like I'm lying to you? That's why I said she's a wench!"
After finishing her statement, Xiang Wenxin appeared somewhat irritated. She reached for her cigarette and then stretched her hand towards Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong hurriedly took a cigarette to give her, but she retorted, "Why are you being so stingy? Don't you have another pack?"
Liu Zhizhong made some noises in acknowledgment and quickly took out an unopened pack, handing it over.
Xiang Wenxin deftly opened the pack, took out a cigarette, lit it, and inhaled. She finally felt a bit relieved.
Liu Zhizhong also gave a bitter smile, saying, "Miss Xiang, I can understand your feelings now. In essence, you say Director Feng is a wench because you care about her, right?"
"I'm not caring! I'm not hurting, not at all, hehe…"
She laughed, a laugh so insincere yet somehow adorable.
Liu Zhizhong nodded, "Okay, got it. But sometimes, marriage is also about fate..."
"Fate my ass! The high-class Miss Feng talking about fate with a high-level paralytic? Nobody would believe that... Poor my brother, sigh…"
"Your brother... What happened to him? If it's okay to talk about, I won't insist if it's not." Liu Zhizhong asked cautiously.
He was sensitive enough to detect that perhaps there was a problem with the young master of the Xiang family.
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Xiang Wenxin glanced out of the window, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Your matter, it probably can't be resolved anytime soon, right?"
Liu Zhizhong was internally wounded; her thoughts really jumped around!
They were talking about her brother, and she shifted to Ma Qingqing's matter.
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, then replied, "Yeah, there are so many hospitals in Rong City, it'll take time to figure out."
"How about coming with me to Longfeng Mountain Grand Canyon tomorrow?"
"Ah? Oh... haha... Miss Xiang, I don't have the time to go to a 5A scenic spot for fun. Staying in Rong City is pretty good."
He had also incidentally promoted Longfeng Mountain Grand Canyon in his latest work.
It was a famous spot in the South for avoiding the summer heat, genuinely a 5A tourist site.
When his mother-in-law spoke about cooling off, they considered this place but ruled it out because it was a bit far.
Fang Wenxin stated seriously, "Only there can you meet my brother!"
"Oh, hehe…" Liu Zhizhong then understood and nodded, "Your prestigious family surely has unique residing choices! Alright, I'll definitely accompany you there tomorrow!"
"Great! It's been a while since I last saw my brother, sigh, that blockhead..."
As she spoke, Fang Wenxin's tone carried a hint of complaint.
Liu Zhizhong understood well enough—calling her brother a blockhead likely meant he was too infatuated with Feng Xiaoyue.