"Alright, I'm in a bad mood right now. Can you just leave me in peace? I'm hanging up." He said gruffly and ended the call.
The moment the phone was hung up, the room finally became quiet.
Xia Wantang raised an eyebrow and looked at him, saying sarcastically, "Brother Yuchen, hmph."
A hint of something unusual flickered in Ling Yucheng's narrow eyes. He stared at her, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"Say that again?"
Xia Wantang said impatiently, "Say what? Haven't you heard enough?"
"Not enough."
His pupils turned crimson, his cool eyes filled with desire. Ling Yucheng's breathing grew heavier, he couldn't help but press his tongue against his lips, his breath becoming more rapid.
Here we go again.
Xia Wantang took a step back, trying to dodge, and placed her hands on her belly, reminding him, "There's still a baby in here. What do you want?"
That single sentence extinguished all the wicked fire within Ling Yucheng.
He leaned back, resting on the sofa, and murmured, "Three in front, three behind..."
Xia Wantang asked in confusion, "What do you mean, three in front and three behind?"
"Want to know?" Ling Yucheng looked at her with a sly grin.
Xia Wantang frowned, feeling that it wasn't going to be anything good, so she rolled her eyes and said, "I don't want to know."
Not playing by the rules?
Ling Yucheng grabbed her by the neck and leaned close to her ear, whispering something.
Instantly, Xia Wantang's face flushed as red as blood.
...
After the call was hung up, Situ Jing did not show any dissatisfaction.
She held her phone, an irrepressible smile on her face.
Ever since Ling Yucheng and Xia Wantang got together, they had hardly spoken.
Now that Xia Wantang was dead, she had no more worries, and Yuchen treated her as he always had.
She thought things would only get better from now on.
However, seeing him in a bad mood made her feel uneasy. If Aunt Ling returned, he would probably be very happy!
She had always thought her grandmother was overthinking things. Xia Wantang was truly dead.
Almost no one in Lixiang Courtyard had survived, so how could she have escaped?
But without her grandmother's permission, she couldn't release Aunt Ling.
After some thought, she still couldn't feel at ease. She got out of bed, intending to persuade her grandmother to release Aunt Ling as soon as possible.
If something happened to Aunt Ling, Father Ling would go mad, and then Yuchen would truly lose everything. Given his temperament, it would be troublesome.
Old Mrs. Situ sat on the sofa in the living room, watching television with her reading glasses on.
Situ Jing went downstairs and sat beside her.
There were only the two of them in the house now.
Old Mr. Situ had gone fishing, and Situ Chuanqi and Su Yishen had gone to the company.
Situ Jun was often not home, and it was common not to see him for days, so no one paid much attention to him.
Therefore, there was no need to worry about speaking freely.
Situ Jing linked her arm through her grandmother's. "Grandma, I have something to tell you."
Old Mrs. Situ, staring at the television, said absentmindedly, "What is it?"
"It's about Xia Wantang..."
Old Mrs. Situ's relaxed expression changed, and she turned off the television directly.
Situ Jing glanced around cautiously, ensuring no one was present, before telling her about Xia Wantang's death.
She also repeatedly guaranteed that it was indeed Xia Wantang's ring and that Xia Wantang was truly dead.
Old Mrs. Situ looked at her with cold eyes, her face extremely stern. She said with exasperation, "How can you be so naive? You're such an idiot."
Situ Jing frowned, not daring to talk back after being scolded.
Old Mrs. Situ, still not appeased, poked her forehead.
"Everything you see is what others want you to see. Only you would believe it so foolishly."
Situ Jing acted like a good student being lectured, unable to refute.
But she truly believed Xia Wantang was dead. How could an adopted daughter from a declining family see through such a perfect plan?
Old Mrs. Situ saw through her thoughts at a glance, feeling both angry and helpless.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're still too young. Listen to Grandma, it's right. Also, never underestimate anyone, not even those weaker than you."
"I understand, Grandma." Situ Jing replied outwardly, but did not truly take her words to heart.
Old Mrs. Situ stroked her head affectionately, her voice much softer.
"Just wait and see. Who can hold their composure? Person or ghost, they will reveal themselves sooner or later."
Situ Jing felt anxious, but dared not show it at this moment. If she dared to say another word, she would surely be scolded again.
Just then, her phone suddenly rang. Someone had sent her a text message.
She glanced at it absentmindedly.
It was Situ Jun who had sent her the message. He said he was at Ziyun Mountain.
Ziyun Mountain was where Zhu Yunfei had disappeared.
Old Mrs. Situ saw her looking at her phone and asked, "What is it?"
Situ Jing casually replied, "It's Junjun. He said he went to Ziyun Mountain, probably to help search..."
"What!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Old Mrs. Situ interrupted her.
Situ Jing was completely bewildered, not understanding why her reaction was so intense out of the blue.
Old Mrs. Situ waved her hand, suppressing her chaotic thoughts, and said urgently, "Quickly call your brother and tell him to come back."
Although Situ Jing didn't understand why her reaction was so agitated, she saw her grim face and followed instructions, making the call.
The other end was directly switched off, unreachable.
Old Mrs. Situ immediately threw the remote control in her hand in anger.
"Grandma, what's wrong?" Situ Jing's heart trembled, a bad premonition striking her.
Old Mrs. Situ said angrily, "Useless. All the effort wasted. Release Zhu Yunfei."
From the moment she suspected Xia Wantang was not dead, she knew the Ling family must have guessed that the Situ family was involved.
But it was too late to turn back now.
She hadn't done all these things solely for Situ Jing.
From beginning to end, she only wanted to cripple the Ling family.
Xia Wantang's death would take half of Ling Yucheng's life, and the two old Ling family members would certainly not be able to bear such a blow.
With Zhu Yunfei in their hands, she was sure the Ling family would not dare to do anything to the Situ family.
Then, with a little more maneuvering, the Ling family would be completely wiped out from the capital.
What a pity, what a pity. All her plans had fallen through.
She had calculated everything, except for Situ Jun.
This fool going to Ziyun Mountain at this time was like walking into a trap.
One wrong step led to many. The Situ family would likely be unable to withstand the Ling family's rage.
Old Mrs. Situ gasped for air, her face turning ashen.
Her only bargaining chip was gone. Now it was over, completely over.
But the only bloodline of the Situ family could not be harmed, absolutely not.
Situ Jing looked at her changing expression, feeling inexplicably scared.
She cautiously asked, "Grandma, what's wrong?"
Old Mrs. Situ took a deep breath, and before she could say anything, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.