But what if there’s any hint of "evidence"?
Gu Zixuan didn’t dare to think about it.
Returning to the He Family’s villa, her mood remained low.
As soon as she opened the door and saw Zhou Huimei, who was up early tending to flowers, her mood worsened.
Zhou Huimei glanced at her entering, her eyes dark and menacing, "Gu Zixuan, isn’t it inappropriate for you not to come home two nights in a row?"
Gu Zixuan curved her lips, trying to maintain calm, "Mom, I have things to deal with recently."
"What could you possibly be busy with?" Zhou Huimei sneered, setting down the watering can, moving towards her gracefully.
"Isn’t it just about your father? Gu Zixuan, aren’t you tired running back and forth between the Gu Family and the He Family every day? You should just divorce my Qi Mo earlier, and go back quietly to help, wouldn’t that be better?"
Gu Zixuan’s heart trembled slightly, she said, "Do you hate me that much?"
"Hate? Of course, I do. Who in the whole family can tolerate your princess-like temper? Even Qi Mo can’t stand you." Zhou Huimei held her head high, her steps elegantly poised. For more chapters visit noveⅼfire.net
Yet, Gu Zixuan felt a pang in her heart.
She gave a bitter smile and ignored her, preparing to head upstairs.
Zhou Huimei’s face turned pale instantly, her voice sharp, "Gu Zixuan! You used to be the daughter of a deputy governor, so I tolerated you. In the future, you’ll be nothing. How can you turn your back on your mother-in-law while speaking so haughtily?"
The tips of Gu Zixuan’s fingers grasping the banister turned white.
She turned back, calmly facing Zhou Huimei, "The rich, even when poor, maintain their character; the poor, when rich, change theirs. Mom, even if my family falls from grace, no longer of noble status, I, Gu Zixuan, still come from an educated family, which is worthy of He Qimo. As for my behavior in speech..."
She elongated her tone, smiling slightly, "I’ve always been the same over the years."
After speaking, Gu Zixuan turned and left.
In the living room, Zhou Huimei was so infuriated her face turned white.
"Always the same"? "Not changed"? Wasn’t that calling her a peasant wife turned pretentious?
Watching Gu Zixuan heading upstairs, Zhou Huimei’s face turned from white to green, then from green to purple.
Finally, looking at the somewhat timid servants watching their altercation, Zhou Huimei glared and scolded, "What are you looking at? I’m telling you all, don’t treat her like the Young Madam. Within three months, if I don’t make her leave the He Family, I don’t deserve to be a mother-in-law!"
"Yes." The servants glanced at each other and nodded.
Upstairs, Gu Zixuan pretended not to hear it at all.
Anyway, she’s heard these words countless times over the years, and Zhou Huimei has done countless things. She’s already numb to it.
However, no matter how indifferent she felt inside, when she pushed open the bedroom door looking for He Qimo.
Seeing the cold bed, with no sign of anyone returning.
Remembering the sight of He Qimo seemingly sending Zhou Xiao to the car last night before leaving.
Gu Zixuan’s eyes reddened, still so weak and tearful.
Sitting by the bed, she pondered for a while, then quickly turned, pushed open the door, and went to He Xiaoqi’s room to dial He Qimo on the landline.
Whenever He Xiaoqi attended a banquet, she would definitely take the opportunity to slip away from He Qimo’s sight, eventually finding some so-called "second-generation" rich kids to hang out with.
What happened in the end was uncertain, but nine times out of ten, she wouldn’t come back.
The phone rang with the busy tone...
Gu Zixuan remained silent, and on the other side, He Qimo’s indifferent voice sounded, "Hello, what’s up?"
Gu Zixuan kept silent, listening to the silence and emptiness on the other end.
For a long time, her heart stirred slowly, wanting to speak.