“We’re not done yet,” Qu Jing chuckled, smiling. “Don’t be in such a hurry. I’ll help you lodge a police report later.”
“Zhang Suya, even if you tried to pick a fight with , how could you possibly do so? What do you have?” Mrs. Yue said slowly. “A man? Your greatest accomplishnt in life is marrying into the Helan family and becoming their matron, yet you think that you can beco a diamond when you’re dirt? Don’t forget how you married Helan Mingde that year. Do you want to reveal all the dirt and filth from then?”
Helan Mingde was angry, but he heard the implications behind her words. “What are you talking about?” he asked imdiately.
Alarms went off in Mrs. Helan’s head. “You’re talking nonsense!” she yelled. “Mingde, don’t listen to her. She’s talking nonsense. Everything she says is nonsense...”
“Stop screaming,” Ji Mianmian said, pulling her ears. “Our madam didn’t even say anything yet, and you go on babbling ‘nonsense’—or could it be you’re afraid of sothing?”
“Mrs. Yue, what are you talking about?” Helan Mingde repeated his question.
“What am I talking about? You thought you slept with her in the aftermath of a drunken celebration? Idiot. She drugged you. Just go around and ask any man around here. Can a single man, so drunk he cannot differentiate right and left, have the strength to crawl towards and rape a conscious woman? Even before that, you have to ask yourself if you could even get erect at that point.”
Helan Mingde’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. He stared at Mrs. Yue, face overco with shock.
Panic coursed through Mrs. Helan. “Mingde, don’t believe her...Don’t believe her. She’s trying to drive a wedge between us,” she pleaded imdiately. “She’s stirring up drama. Don’t fall for her trap. This woman, she’s...vicious. We’ve been married for decades already. Don’t you believe ?”
“I know, we’ve been married for decades. We’ve...been married...” Helan Mingde kept repeating ‘we have been married’.
He was telling himself that even if Zhang Suya had drugged him then, they had already been married for over thirty years now. They already had two children. He could not be calculative now, even if it was the truth.
Helan Mingde was right to think like this, and this was the most logical line of thought. There was no way to change what had happened in their marriage.
However, Mrs. Yue was not done with her tricks. “Oh, I almost forgot to ntion this: Helan Mingde, do you still think that you’re Zhang Suya’s first man?” she dropped another bomb on him.
Helan Mingde watched Mrs. Yue cautiously.
“Don’t play dumb,” Mrs. Yue jabbed. “Seriously, you’ve grown so old and you’ve never even thought about it properly? No wonder you were cheated on for decades. You deserved it. I can’t believe that you who have slept with so many won never thought that your first ti with Zhang Suya was strange.
“Helan Mingde, I think you’re soone who has slightly more morals than Zhang Suya, so I’d be glad to enlighten you. I will tell you today that Zhang Suya’s first ti was when she was 17 years old—he was the Year 12 class teacher. His na is Wu Guodong. He’s retired now. You can go investigate and find out if I am speaking the truth at any ti.
“How do I know this so clearly, you may ask? How could I not know?” Mrs. Yue continued, rubbing her chin. “She wanted to swap exam papers with —make my family think I was a complete dunce at school. She wanted to ruin my sumr break, so she slept with the class teacher. In the end, our papers were exchanged. You probably thought that your wife is a pure saint. She’s been nothing but a she-devil from the start.”
_____
PS: Did you enjoy that, my dear readers? Continue to encourage Mama Yue in her devious sches by buying your monthly tickets. We still have plenty more to go—Mama Yue needs your monthly ticket support!
Reviews
All reviews (0)