Xu Mohan’s expression turned cold, and he suddenly stood up, his gaze becoming intensely sinister.
Jun Xiangyi fearlessly t his gaze, her lips curling slightly. "Xu Mohan, I have no interest in your wilted, poor excuse of a concubine. If I had wanted her dead, she would have been killed by my hand on the day you married. I don’t love you, so what makes you suspect again and again of attacking her and her son? This slap is my response to you. Rember, next ti before you so carelessly suspect soone, make sure to have evidence ready."
Xu Mohan clenched his fists tightly, "Get out!"
"I was going to leave, but now I won’t. I want to see who’ll be the one leaving first." Jun Xiangyi leapt agilely, landing on the sofa opposite him, challenging him with her stare.
"Third Prince, forgive my frankness, but you deserved the slap from Xiangyi," Jun Li spoke honestly. "After all, regardless of your intentions for that lady before your marriage, in the end, you had no relation with her. The way you used to speak of Xiangyi was indeed excessive. Not only did you suspect without evidence that she poisoned your son last ti, but this ti you suspected she would trouble your wife, such speculations are indeed infuriating."
Xu Mohan no longer wished to say anything more; he felt he had spoken out of turn tonight. He had thought it harmless to ntion it to Long Yubei, but sohow Jun Xiangyi had overheard.
He was ready to leave, when Nan Yuesheng ca in at that mont. "Husband, it’s ti for dinner at ho."
The situation that was about to calm down instantly reignited.
Seeing the imprint of fingers on Xu Mohan’s face, she imdiately asked, "Who hit you?"
"I did." Jun Xiangyi admitted to being the one responsible.
"You?" Nan Yuesheng was angered. "By what right did you hit Mohan?"
"By what right? There are plenty of reasons," replied Jun Xiangyi with a sneer. "Talking about breaking up two lovers, what an act. It’s clear that it was only after our grand wedding that you truly got together. Nan Yuesheng, you’re only fit to be a concubine. Even if he declares you his official wife, in my eyes, you’re nothing but a concubine!"
Nan Yuesheng regained her composure and turned to Xu Mohan. "How did she find out?"
"Let’s go ho," said Xu Mohan, taking her hand, but she shrugged him off. "I’m asking you how she found out! Did you tell her?!"
Long Yubei explained, "Third brother ntioned it inadvertently to , and just happened to be overheard by the Goddess."
Nan Yuesheng was furious. "We agreed to keep it a secret between us, yet you spoke of it first."
"Too much of a coincidence." Xu Mohan frowned, "Let’s go ho."
Nan Yuesheng’s self-esteem made it hard for her to move, especially with Jun Xiangyi watching her with a mocking look on her face.
But once words are spoken, they can’t be taken back.
After a few seconds of thought, she said to Xu Mohan, "The real reason you told everyone we were together back then, despite us not being an item, was because of the Heavenly World’s arranged marriage with the Netherworld. Your father had decided on you. Who doesn’t know about Jun Xiangyi’s tarnished reputation? To avoid marrying her, we acted that way. Later, living and eating together, we developed feelings for each other, I even kissed you, and you wanted to be with at that ti, too. But you didn’t want to be a concubine, and you were powerless to resist the arranged marriage, saying you owe in terms of status. But you would compensate with all your love, and it was for love that I agreed to beco your concubine. There was never anything wrong with us being together. Having failed to win your affection after being married to you for years, it’s natural for her to be resentful. Now that she’s no longer your legal wife, the future official wife will be . Even if in her eyes I’m just a concubine, what does it matter, as long as everyone else sees as your legal wife? After all, I’m not living to please her."
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