Wang Xiangxiang was petrified upon hearing these words. What was going on in this shameless man’s head? Could he still not figure out who she was?
"I don’t share your taste for liking a friend’s wife."
"..." Was that sarcasm? Sure enough, she had seen through him, "You’re Xiaoxiao’s friend?"
"..." Wang Xiangxiang held her forehead with both hands. Was he only realizing it now?
Chu Lian truly didn’t know who Wang Xiangxiang was. That day at the Silver Pavilion, he was too engrossed in watching Xiaoxiao to notice anyone else around her.
Today, as they happened upon each other and went to the Academy together, seeing her cry at the news of Yang Ming’s survival, he assumed she was someone from Yang Ming’s side. He didn’t realize she was actually Xiaoxiao’s friend.
"Are we going to eavesdrop or not? Make up your mind," Wang Xiangxiang urged him.
The reason she had sought out this rascal was partly to get revenge on him and partly because she was incredibly curious about Xiaoxiao’s confession. It wouldn’t be proper for her to eavesdrop alone; she needed someone to take the blame.
Chu Lian was in mental turmoil. He truly couldn’t sleep, constantly thinking about what might be happening in Yang Ming’s room, fearful that it was as he imagined. Just the thought of those two living together made his heart ache.
In the end, his inner demons won, "Let’s go."
Wang Xiangxiang was thrilled upon hearing this—a part of her delighted by the success of her scheme, knowing the scoundrel would be heartbroken soon, and another part excited to finally have someone to join her in eavesdropping.
The two of them crept silently to the window ledge of Yang Ming and Xiaoxiao’s room, crouching and listening intently to the sounds inside, their actions incredibly stealthy.
Inside the second eldest’s room of the Yang Family
When Yang Gang entered the room, he saw his wife with her ear pressed up against the wall.
"Wife, what are you doing?"
The second son’s wife immediately gestured to him, "Shh! Keep it down."
"I’m listening to what’s happening in the third brother’s room."
"..." His wife always had too much free time. Whatever could she find so interesting, "Wife, with the third brother in that condition, there wouldn’t be anything worthwhile. Definitely nothing going on."
While speaking, Yang Gang tried to pull her away from the wall, but his wife slapped his hand and retorted, "Didn’t you see how the sister-in-law decorated their room? There’s definitely something fishy. Aren’t you curious?"
After some thought, Yang Gang, the second son, found his wife’s point quite convincing. Considering the bright red decoration in their room and their understanding of the sister-in-law, she must be up to something big, "But if they are just talking, you won’t be able to hear them this way."
Upon hearing this, the second son’s wife smacked her thigh, "Right, let’s go outside under the window to listen and find out what they’re really saying."
Seeing his wife determined to go, Yang Gang immediately pulled her back, "Don’t go, what would it look like if a brother and sister-in-law eavesdrop on their younger brother? It would be embarrassing if we got caught."
The wife of the second son gave Yang Gang a reassuring look, "It’s dark already, it’s just us, no one will find out, don’t worry."
So the two of them did indeed open the door to go out. That creaking noise startled Chu Lian and Wang Xiangxiang, who were huddled below. Wang Xiangxiang clung tightly to Chu Lian’s arm, her lips pressed together, fearful of being discovered.
When Yang Gang and his wife stepped outside, tiptoeing towards the window of the third brother’s room, they faintly saw two figures below. As they spotted each other, the two hiding also spotted them.
All of them froze. Chu Lian quickly crept over, and although it’s unclear what they murmured among themselves, the three of them crept back together.
The four of them, in unspoken agreement, crouched down, trying to make no noise at all, their ears perked up, awaiting the sounds from inside the room.