Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife Chapter 998 - Angering Xiamu Qingyan

Chapter 998: Angering Xiamu Qingyan

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Hearing those words, Yun Bixue looked at Xiamu Qingyan’s expression. An indifferent smile appeared on her lips, and she answered coolly, “I thought you’re just a pretty face, but it seems like you’ve revealed your true self. Why aren’t you pretending anymore?”
Xiamu Qingyan shuddered. What had gotten into her? Why did she say those words after this woman incited her?
No, that wasn’t her true self. She was gentle and pure. She wouldn’t raise her voice.
Xiamu Qingyan’s complexion turned pale. Biting her lips, she looked dazed, as though she was going to pass out soon.
Yun Bixue didn’t pity her at all. Xiamu Qingyan was a classic example of a pretentious pretty face, and by the way she’s acting now, she did a good job so far. Her looks and figure were indeed superior.
However, Yun Bixue knew that this kind of people would lose their minds once agitated. That was the only way to reveal their true selves in front of men.
“No, I’m not. You did it on purpose. You spoke to me that way to provoke me!”
Yun Bixue scoffed. “How did I speak to you? Do you really think that you’re better than Yaoyao? Look at yourself. You’re so pretentious. Don’t you think that it’s tiring to put on a pretense all the time?”
Xiamu Qingyan’s hands trembled as she glared at Yun Bixue with hatred. However, with Xirong Ziye around watching them, she couldn’t let herself go.
Although she was in Ning An City now, she would get her father to deal with this woman.
Xiamu Qingyan raised her head and looked at Xirong Ziye. She purposely looked as though she was on the verge of tears, knowing that men would want to console her.
However, Xirong Ziye merely looked at Yun Bixue and said, “Don’t misunderstand this. I have nothing to do with her.”
Xirong Ziye knew that the woman before his eyes was Yaoyao’s best friend, and he was gravely afraid that there would be some misunderstanding. If Yaoyao were to hear about it, he wouldn’t be able to turn things around. Therefore, he frantically tried to clear his name.
Xiamu Qingyan looked at how Xirong Ziye tried to explain to Yun Bixue and almost lost her balance. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she wiped her tears away to clear her vision. However, Xirong Ziye’s expression remained serious as he explained to the woman before him.
Could it be…?
Xiamu Qingyan didn’t want to imagine. She raised her head sharply and glared at Yun Bixue. “Ziye, you and this woman… Did you come to Ning An City to be with another woman? You deceived me. You said that you wanted to look for Yaoyao!”
Yun Bixue shot Xiamu Qingyan an icy glare and said, “What a joke. Do you think that every other woman is a threat to you? I think you must have hated all the women around him, don’t you?”
The more she looked at Xiamu Qingyan, the more Yun Bixue’s heart ached for Yaoyao. She clenched her fists tightly at her sides, almost wanting to punch the woman before her.
Xirong Ziye turned around at Xiamu Qingyan and said, “You have no business in what I came here to do. Please stop being so unreasonable.”
Xirong Ziye’s words were cold and distant, and Xiamu Qingyan couldn’t accept it. She remembered how indulgent he used to be towards her, and he would never have said those words to her.
He even said that she was being unreasonable!
Xiamu Qingyan didn’t know that if a man really loved a woman, he could accept everything about her, but if he didn’t, he’ll be even harsher to her than anyone else.
The key was whether he loved her or not.
It was a pity that she didn’t understand it. She tried to win him back, but her words and actions kept backfiring on her.
Yun Bixue watched that scene unfold as though she was watching a drama series.
At that moment, Xie Limo finally caught up to Yun Bixue. Walking slowly while carrying the bags in one hand, he pulled Yun Bixue into his embrace with the other and said gently, “Have you had enough fun? Don’t let these insignificant people ruin your day.”
Hearing Xie Limo’s words, Xiamu Qingyan’s complexion turned pale.