Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 6 A Fairy's Face, a Vicious Heart

To be fair, this approach was appropriate.

After all, the Yan family and the Jiang family are still relatives. Even if things get ugly, some face should still be given to the Jiang family.

A usher stepped forward to lead the way, and Tang Xu smiled in response. Her stiletto heels stepped over the broken glass on the ground as she passed in front of Yan Shiyu without lingering.

With the host already in charge, the spectators consciously made way for him.

The scene had become as ugly as expected. Tang Xu wanted to leave peacefully, but when she lowered her eyes, she found that someone had silently stretched out a foot in front of her, as if waiting for her.

Aside from spilling three cups of wine on Yang Huai today, she probably didn't offend anyone else.

If it's not a new grudge, then it can only be an old one.

As for old grudges, there's usually only one—

Jiang Muchen.

As the young head of the prestigious Jiang family in Haicheng, Jiang Muchen's most striking feature among the ladies of the elite is his face.

Because of his good looks, even without the Jiang family's power and status, countless women were still willing to throw themselves into his arms.

Therefore, when Jiang Muchen married her, her heart was shattered.

But now that there are clearly better options available, why do some people still want to make things difficult for her?
Tang Xu pretended not to see it and walked straight forward, stepping on it.

The other person was about to trip Tang Xu, but unexpectedly, Tang Xu's sharp heel stepped directly on the instep of her foot, causing her to scream and fall to the ground.

Tang Xu made full preparations, but even though she only tilted her body slightly, she still appeared to be swaying precariously and took several steps back.

Just as she was contemplating whether to lose face and fall to the ground, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and gently supported her waist.

Tang Xu had to steady himself before turning around.

Yan Shiyu stood behind her, his face calm and his deep eyes undisturbed.

He was tall with long legs and an imposing figure. Even with Tang Xu's 1.7-meter height and 7-centimeter heels, he still looked shorter than him.

However, the sense of pressure he exerted on Tang Xu did not entirely stem from his height.

I always felt that... beneath his dignified and composed exterior, something was hidden.

She suppressed her slightly uncontrollable heartbeat and smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Shiyu remained calm and withdrew his hand.

He couldn't even be bothered to say a word.

Even so, Tang Xu still felt many hostile gazes.

Indeed, she's already Jiang Muchen's wife, yet she still dares to try and get involved with this newly rich man?
Tang Xu lowered her head to straighten her skirt, and lifted her foot to leave, but was once again blocked in her way.

"Don't you have eyes? You think you can just walk away after stepping on someone?" Zhuang Rou, who had been stepped on, struggled to her feet with the help of others and looked coldly at Tang Xu.

Tang Xu turned her head to look at her, feeling that she looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before. She could only smile slightly and say, "Are you injured? Then you should go to the hospital first, and take the receipt to Jiang's later. Jiang Muchen will reimburse you. He's always soft-hearted towards pretty girls."

"Ha, as if you can make decisions for him." Zhuang Rou looked at her. "That's true, of course he wants to make good use of and show off the position he went through so much trouble to get. But does Jiang Muchen even acknowledge you, Mrs. Jiang?"

Everyone around them quietly perked up their ears.

Tang Xu finally remembered who the person in front of him was.

Zhuang Rou, while not directly related to Jiang Muchen, was standing up for one of Jiang Muchen's confidantes. Seeing the interest of those around her, Zhuang Rou seemed to get excited as well, sneering, "Back then, what did you do to become Mrs. Jiang? Do you really think no one remembers? Don't you know what you've done and who you've hurt? If I were you, I'd just hide my head and live my whole life, but you dare to parade around like this? Tang Xu, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

All eyes turned to Tang Xu.

Tang Xu listened quietly to her accusation, but simply touched her ear and smiled, "Isn't it winter? There's no thunder."

"Pfft—" Someone was amused by her answer.

Zhuang Rou was furious and embarrassed. "Yes, there's no thunder in winter, but God has eyes! Isn't the Song family's current predicament the reward you deserve? Tang Xu, congratulations! All the sins you've committed will eventually come back to haunt you and your family!"

"Since you're so familiar with God, could you please put in a good word for me? My relationship with my family isn't great, so it won't do them any good if I bring this on them. If you need anything, just come to me directly."

Tang Xu remained expressionless, finished speaking, and walked past her, continuing to leave with the ushers.

But a chorus of gossip still drifted from behind—

"What did she do?"

"Who did she really hurt?"

Zhuang Rou watched Tang Xu's retreating figure, her anger reaching its peak. Without any restraint, she raised her voice and said, "To clear the way for her to marry Jiang Muchen, she didn't hesitate to make a deal with thugs, using the dirtiest and most despicable means to deal with an innocent girl, causing her to be humiliated and left with a lifelong disability, confining her to a wheelchair to this day—"

These words were powerful and clear to almost everyone present.

Despite being publicly accused of such a serious crime, Tang Xu only paused slightly before leaving again without looking back.

She offered no defense, which undoubtedly confirmed the accusations, and everyone was abuzz with discussion.

"Look at her shallow and arrogant manner, it's not surprising that she would do something like this!"

"She hasn't shown her face for the past two years, and she must feel guilty about it, right?"

"Only the Song family could raise a daughter like this. No wonder Jiang Muchen didn't help the Song family when they got into trouble..."

In the crowd, Yan Shiyu stood alone with a deep gaze, quietly watching Tang Xu's figure disappear through the doorway.

Wang Xun stood behind him, worried that he might not understand the reason since he had just returned from abroad, and explained in a low voice: "This Mrs. Jiang is from the Song family. The Song family has recently run into some trouble and is seeking help everywhere. But if the Jiang family is unwilling to get involved, no one else in Huai City will take action."

Behind him, the tall and handsome department manager, Du Wei, sighed, "What a waste of that face and that figure. If he were writhing in bed, he would be so amazing... Why did he have to be from the Jiang family?"

"A fairy's face, a venomous heart, aren't you afraid of being poisoned and dying on her body..."

"To die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, would be a willing end..."

Two or three men beside her smiled knowingly, but Yan Shiyu remained silent, her expression aloof, and turned to walk away.

Wang Xun turned and glared at Du Wei. "You don't even know how to restrain yourself in front of Mr. Yan. Is this the kind of thing you say to your boss?"

Dewey shrugged. "They're all young people, who knew he was so old-fashioned and conservative?"

"Although this person is young, he was personally trained by Old Master Yan. His habits and character were shaped by the old master bit by bit, and there is not a single fault to be found. He is a person as lofty as a mountain and as pure as snow. Do you think he is like you?"

"Really? No matter how noble one's character is in their twenties, they'd still have desires for women, right?" Dewey laughed. "Unless, like the rumors say, this guy is sickly, and although he's been treated for so many years and looks presentable, he just happens to be impotent..."

Some of the people around him chuckled, while others frowned and shook their heads.

Wang Xun said nothing more, turned around and caught up with Yan Shiyu, continuing to accompany him in socializing.

(End of this chapter)