It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Li Cheng was used to this. Don't be fooled by his stubbornness now. All he had to do was gently rub a few spots on Newton's body and blow a breath into his pink earlobe. This little bean, who was being a bit too sensual, would go limp as if he had no bones and collapse into his arms, letting him do whatever he wanted.

But today is a little different.

After being comfortably held for a while, Miss Newton suddenly shuddered, sniffed, and smelled a sweet milk tea scent on Li Cheng's clothes.

That's the scent of another little girl.

At the same time, Newton also noticed a very conspicuous wine-red long head next to the collar of Li Cheng's pajamas.

"Did Louise come by this morning?"

She asked casually.

Why bring this up now...? Li Cheng stiffened and replied firmly, "No."

He wasn't lying.

Yesterday, Louise refused to leave and suggested that she sleep with her brother.

Li Cheng naturally rejected this outright. After all, someone had just been severely warned by the editor for child pornography, which made him hesitant to use the word "loli" anymore, and he had switched back to the original "little bean."

The problem was that Louise later offered to massage his shoulders.

Li Cheng had been sitting at his desk for the past few days, and his shoulders were indeed a bit stiff. Touched by Louise's obedience, he agreed to the suggestion and lay down on the bed to enjoy a massage.

but.

Louise's massage hands had just the right amount of pressure, making the massage extremely comfortable, as if she had often practiced on a certain doting father.

Li Cheng unknowingly fell asleep on the bed. When he woke up, he found a soft and cute creature next to him. Startled, he quickly woke the drowsy little girl and told her to go back to her room to sleep, while he read a book to calm his frightened heart.

too frightening.

Fortunately, he got up early. If Newton had found out that he was sleeping with Louise, it would have caused a huge uproar.

In summary.

Li Cheng wasn't lying; Louise came last night, but not this morning.

"Oh."

Upon hearing the answer, Newton responded with a muffled groan.

Since they didn't arrive in the morning, it means the two of them slept together last night, which confirms the conversation she overheard before leaving.

Although he had previously been aggressively shouting that he was catching his wife cheating.

But now that his guess had been confirmed, Newton felt a void and a pang of sadness. He even thought about how Li Cheng had spent so much time in Paris with that wretched little girl, and he must have done all the things he had done to her to Louise. Maybe when he hadn't come to see her these past few days, he had been looking for Louise at night.

Thinking about these things.

Newton broke free from Li Cheng's embrace and, to Li Cheng's bewilderment, jumped to the ground.

"I need to go to the toilet."

She casually tossed out a remark and then walked naturally toward the door.

But behind Li Cheng's back, the little girl stubbornly pursed her lips, her eyes red-rimmed, like a little teddy bear abandoned by its owner. Her small, golden figure looked frail and pitiful.

She bravely continued forward, enduring even the stinging in her nose.

But after closing Li Cheng's door and taking a few steps forward, Newton finally couldn't hold back anymore. She stood there and began to sob in a very low voice.

Just then.

The door not far in front of Newton creaked open, and a beautiful silver-haired girl with long, flowing hair, wearing a white lab coat, walked out.

Early in the morning.

Lavoisier had just tidied himself up when he prepared to go to work with a wistful expression.

I have sacrificed so much for this family.

That jerk Li Cheng always drags her into discussions about work, dumping difficult research tasks on her and relentlessly exploiting her labor. But at night, instead of being affectionate, he constantly makes noise to disturb her sleep; it's enough to make even a slave owner weep.

In contrast.

Miss Newton was much happier than her; she was a true winner in life.

Lavoisier took care of the research tasks, Li Cheng managed the territory every day, and even the internal affairs of the castle were handled by a capable head maid, so she didn't have to worry about it.

She has money, free time, and a man.

Aside from doing research that interests her, she spends her days eating, sleeping, and even sleeping while Li Cheng holds her in his arms, listening to stories and falling asleep comfortably.

As for wanting to have sex with Li Cheng, she can do it whenever she wants every night, unlike her who has to sneak around and only dares to book a room in Lincoln when she's on a business trip.

After being envious for a while...

Lavoisier suddenly noticed that right at the door of her room, the Miss Newton she admired was standing there, sobbing softly, trying to wipe away her tears as she sobbed, stubbornly refusing to let them fall out of her eyes, even though it was all in vain.

???

Lavoisier was taken aback.

Chapter 349 The Mistress's Rise to Power, Imminent... Ah, It Failed

Lavoisier was genuinely taken aback.

Anyone would be startled to find a girl crying at their door when they open it in the morning, especially if she was just admiring Newton's life and then suddenly she's crying in front of them. It would really be quite a surprise.

"Are you alright?" Lavoisier asked cautiously.

"nothing."

Newton quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and pretended nothing had happened, but his red eyes were impossible to hide.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be alright, Lavoisier thought for a moment and felt that this might be an opportunity to show concern and thus get closer to her.

"Elbow, come inside with me."

So she rather forcefully dragged the heartbroken little girl into her room, put her on a stool, and sat down on the edge of the bed herself.

After doing all this, Lavoisier gave a friendly smile:

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Newton did not refuse; she did need someone to confide in, and Lavoisier, with whom she had known for some time, was a good choice. Their relationship was also quite good—during the time Li Cheng was away, only Lavoisier could keep up with her train of thought and discuss problems encountered in experiments with her.

But this matter... is a little too embarrassing to talk about.

Newton lowered his head and thought for a long time, his lips opening and closing as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Lavoisier offered a word of comfort, and seeing that she was still hesitant, he said, "Let me guess, is it related to Li Cheng?"

"Ah."

When Newton realized he had been guessed correctly, he stammered, "Li Cheng... seems to be secretly seeing other women behind my back."

Lavoisier: "?!"

The silver-haired girl was startled and sprang from the bed like a frightened rabbit—it was a bit too terrifying to be confronted by the victim directly for stealing someone else's husband.

"what happened to you?"

Newton blinked, looking at Lavoisier's actions with a puzzled expression.

Wait, it doesn't seem like they're looking for me...

Lavoisier awkwardly squatted down, pretended to rub his thigh, and forced an explanation: "Oh, I'm fine, I just suddenly got a leg cramp."

As she did this, Newton's gaze involuntarily fell on the thigh she was rubbing, revealing an envious look—compared to the little girl's thin arms and legs, Lavoisier's plump, girlish thighs were undoubtedly more attractive to men. Moreover, Lavoisier was not fat at all; her face was thin, her waist was slender, and only her breasts and thighs were plump.

I wish she had one too.

Young Newton was truly envious, thinking that Lavoisier had the ideal figure in her mind.

They performed for a short while.

Lavoisier sat back down on the edge of the bed and asked with great concern, "Who was that person?"

She was genuinely concerned, after all, she herself was the third party in the relationship, so she naturally had to keep an eye on Li Cheng's potential pursuit of a fourth party and couldn't remain indifferent.

"It's that little girl who came to visit, her name is Louise."

Newton said with a resentful look.

Lavoisier's expression froze: "Huh? Are you sure they're not siblings?"

Incestuous relations between siblings?

Is it true? Is her man really that perverted?

"They're not siblings at all! They're not related by blood at all!"

Newton shouted angrily, remembering how Li Cheng had once tricked her with the father and daughter, and how she had foolishly believed him. Now, Lavoisier had also been tricked by the two brothers and sisters.

They heard that they weren't siblings.

Lavoisier breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat at ease, and continued, "Are you sure now?"

As long as they weren't siblings, it was fine; that kind of behavior was just too perverse, she really couldn't accept it—as for the issue of whether or not she was a mistress, Lavoisier said he really had no right to criticize her...

“I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but I have evidence.”

Newton clutched his chest, looking distressed, and said, "Last night... Last night when I was passing by the toilet, I happened to hear someone in Li Cheng's room, but I didn't pay attention at the time. But when I went to wake him up this morning, there was a strong smell of Louise in his blankets, and there was a red hair on his collar."

She deeply regretted not staying longer to listen. She should have stayed by the door to eavesdrop, even if it meant risking being seen in her Parisian pajamas.

How did you end up passing by Li Cheng's room door when you went to the toilet?

And why can I smell the odor from the blankets when I wake myself up?

Faced with several points of doubt, Lavoisier resisted the urge to criticize and asked with some concern, "So what do you plan to do?"

This issue is of utmost importance.

After all, the girl is now just a blond-haired girl. If Newton, the real person, doesn't care, that would be best, and then she could have him every day.

The most crucial issue is being smelled.

The anger on Newton's face gradually disappeared, replaced by confusion: "I...don't know."

Generally speaking, when a woman discovers her boyfriend is cheating, she should be furious and beat up both her boyfriend and the other woman, then yell that she wants to break up with him.

But after his initial brief anger subsided, Newton was somewhat at a loss when actually asked what to do.