Actually, Ai Wei hid in the adjacent room during Cai Hui and a group of "society ladies" salon, watching the surveillance footage on her iPad and listening to them brainwash Du Ruoxin. She felt invigorated.
It further confirmed her thoughts!
Kristino planned to let the society ladies brainwash Du Ruoxin first, and if that failed, she would step in to add fuel to the fire.
After all, some lies, when spoken repeatedly, become truth.
Even if Du Ruoxin sought Rong Jingyang for verification...
Heh—
Ai Wei sneered.
Considering past events, coupled with Rong Jingyang's current "confusing behavior," Du Ruoxin likely wouldn't even have the courage to seek verification, and would instead believe her.
Yes!
Ai Wei was confident enough to make Du Ruoxin believe every word she said!
In just a moment, a perfect plan rapidly formed in her mind.
Seeing Du Ruoxin stumble out of the conference room, she followed.
Removing her cast and enduring the intense pain, Ai Wei straightened her back and walked step by step towards Du Ruoxin.
Du Ruoxin forced herself to remain calm as she left the salon of the wealthy ladies. The moment she closed the door, all pretense and assertiveness instantly crumbled.
Only she knew that no matter how calm and invincible she appeared on the surface, deep down, she still cared.
She was afraid—
Afraid that Rong Jingyang truly thought this way, afraid that Rong Jingyang would really ask these society ladies to testify and influence her, afraid that Rong Jingyang really wanted her to turn a blind eye to his "infidelity"...
She couldn't do it!
She couldn't!
Du Ruoxin would not allow her husband to have lovers, mistresses, or concubines. She only wanted a love where one person was devoted to another for a lifetime.
【Rong Jingyang...】
But no matter how scared she was, she had to know the answer.
Du Ruoxin shakily took out her phone. Perhaps because her hands were trembling, she fumbled and dropped it.
She bent down... but a hand was faster than hers.
Ai Wei picked up the phone and handed it to her, smiling brilliantly and saying, "Hi, I'm glad you invited me for tea."
Du Ruoxin: "—"
Her mind froze for a moment, and the scene before her seemed to warp through time, causing her to petrify on the spot.
Ai Wei stepped forward and intimately linked her arm with Du Ruoxin's, "I'm also very happy that we can continue to be friends."
"Ruoxin, we're actually very similar in personality. We're the same kind of people."
"Because Jingyang..."
Du Ruoxin's scalp tingled. This vile woman! Who gave her permission to get close to her? Who gave her permission to link arms with her?
Her hand moved faster than her brain, and Du Ruoxin shoved Ai Wei away abruptly.
"Ah—"
Ai Wei fell to the ground, hearing the crunch of bones. Her already broken hand worsened.
"Ruoxin..."
Ai Wei looked at the ashen-faced Du Ruoxin pitifully.
"Shut up!" Du Ruoxin was furious. "Who the hell wants to be friends with you! Disgusting!"
Ai Wei endured the excruciating pain of her bones shattering and struggled to get up. "Didn't you invite me for tea? Jingyang said you'd be willing to reconcile with me."
Du Ruoxin's cold, sharp gaze scraped like a knife across the woman's wronged and pretentious face. "Rong Jingyang? Where is he?"
Ai Wei propped one arm with the other broken one, her face contorted in pain. "Jingyang won't be coming. He's busy."
Du Ruoxin coldly spat out two words through gritted teeth, "Is that so?"
Staring at the dramatic woman before her, she disgustedly averted her gaze, picked up her phone, and unlocked the screen.
If he wouldn't come, she would call him.
A marriage with three people was too crowded. Today, Rong Jingyang had to resolve the issue!
Either Ai Wei disappears, or she disappears!