"I am not, you have got the wrong person," she said.
After finishing her sentence, she turned around, intending to return to her room to avoid any trouble.
But the other party called out loudly, "Wait!"
She frowned slightly and turned her head to look at the man outside the courtyard.
It was none other than Mr. Gao, with several servants following behind him.
Mr. Gao asked, "Don’t you want to know what Phoenix Blood is up to? Do you know that he’s been flirting with quite a few women behind your back, and my own wife is one of them? Phoenix Blood is licentious, lacks discipline, is unsatisfied at home—do you really want to just watch as he flirts and dallies outside, attracting bees and butterflies?"
Dong Huiying’s pretty face turned cold.
"Whatever he does, it’s none of your business. You would be better off thinking about how to capture your wife’s heart than worrying about this," she retorted.
Mr. Gao’s expression turned angry, "Do you truly not care at all?"
Dong Huiying countered, "What is there to care about, and why should I care?"
She knew what he was hoping for—it was nothing more than to see her get angry and then have a big fight with Liang Shujun. But she simply wouldn’t give him the satisfaction, hmph!
Before coming here, Mr. Gao had thought of a million possibilities, but he had never expected Dong Huiying to react with such indifference.
He steadied his mind, then continued, "You seem quite young; perhaps you don’t understand what this means. But even if you don’t consider it for yourself, you should think it over for your family’s sake."
"Phoenix Blood’s actions are too outrageous; he is not only smearing your face with disgrace. Even if you don’t care about your reputation, what about your parents, your brothers and sisters at home—don’t they care?"
Dong Huiying, with a cold face, said, "As I told you, you’re meddling too much!!"
This man clearly had up to no good!
"You!" Mr. Gao became angry, but just then, a ghostly hoarse voice suddenly rose from behind him.
"Mr. Gao, your behavior can only be described as petty. If you have any grievances, they should be directed at me alone!"
The voice was like that of an evil ghost, chilling to the bone.
Mr. Gao turned his head to see Liang Shujun with a gloomy face.
Shujun glanced at Dong Huiying, and that look was extremely complex.
His eyes, like those of a blood demon, were now covered with shadows.
Seeing the man, Dong Huiying was taken aback.
Something seemed off about his expression.
When had he returned?
And how long had he been here, listening? How much had he heard?
There was no need for guilt, yet when their gazes met his cold and stern line of sight, she felt an urge to flee as if she had done something wrong.
Mr. Gao was also surprised—he had taken measures to divert ’Phoenix Blood,’ but now the man had unexpectedly returned ahead of time. It seemed that he had sensed something amiss and realized it was a trap, but so what?
He had said what needed to be said.
Mr. Gao turned back to Dong Huiying, "You may find it hard to believe my words alone, but I came here today for your own good, to expose the misdeeds of Phoenix Blood. It matters not to me whether you believe it or not, but I have said my piece. Phoenix Blood is not a man of quiet disposition, nor one who can quietly and peacefully stay by your side. You could simply make a trip to Tianxiang Tower, and I assure you, you will find plenty of useful information."
Having said that, Mr. Gao immediately took his leave, although his departure was somewhat hurried.
Indeed, the look ’Phoenix Blood’ had given him just then was extremely frightening.