"What incident from the past?" Helian Sulan’s eyes flickered, her voice trembling, "Yan Jing, what exactly are you talking about? I don’t understand at all!"
"Did you hear soone gossiping again, and that’s why you suddenly ca back to question ! Yan Jing, don’t listen to their nonsense, okay?"
Saying this, Helian Sulan reached out and wrapped her hands around the man’s neck. Seeing his expression soften, she seized the opportunity and said, "Yan Jing, you should know that you are the one I love most in this world, even more than our Yu’er. How can you doubt !"
"Tell ... who is spreading rumors in front of you, okay?"
Qiao Yanjing’s gaze turned cold, suddenly grabbing her wrist with astonishing force, "Who told you... soone was spreading rumors in front of ?"
"Sulan, you’re so smart, how can you not know the saying ’a lack of silver in this spot’?"
Helian Sulan imdiately realized sothing, her legs going a bit weak with fear, "Yan Jing, I’m begging you, don’t play riddles with . I really don’t understand what you’re talking about?"
Qiao Yanjing chuckled, creating so distance between them as he sat on the sofa behind him, seemingly indifferent to his soaking wet state, "I’d like to hear more about Song Xueqin. I recall you were the first to discover her affair, right?"
Helian Sulan clenched her hands tightly, "Yes! Haven’t I told you before?"
"What a coincidence, why were you at that hotel at the ti, and it was you who saw first, hmm?"
Qiao Yanjing noticed that Helian Sulan was obviously beginning to panic...
Could his suspicion be true?
Helian Sulan knew he was starting to beco suspicious, but if she adamantly denied it, he wouldn’t have any proof.
That Feng Wen Yue had long been sent back to her hotown to farm, and she currently had leverage over her son, so she couldn’t co out and stir up trouble.
"Yan Jing, are you suspecting that I did sothing to Song Xueqin, which led to her inappropriate relationship with Huo Chen?"
"..."
Qiao Yanjing hadn’t expected her to appropriately guess his thoughts so quickly, but it was inevitable; his sudden behavior and inexplicable bringing up of past matters would inevitably lead anyone with half a brain to make such connections...
No, it should be said that anyone with a guilty conscience would make such connections!
Stabilizing herself, Helian Sulan said, "Yan Jing, if that’s what you truly think, then I’m deeply hurt. I’ve suffered at your side for so many years, even bore an outstanding daughter for you, put aside my career to focus on being a supportive wife and mother. Even if there’s no rit, there’s hard work! And you dare to suspect like this?"
"Would you rather trust others and not believe the person beside your pillow?"
"Maybe you’re already tired of . Whatever, I’ll go back to my parent’s house for a while, so I won’t be an eyesore here—"
Helian Sulan was born into a distinguished family; her father held a prominent position, and several of her brothers also had key roles...
For years, Qiao Yanjing managed to thrive in the business world partly relying on Helian Sulan’s family connections.
Now saying she would return to her parents’ house was clearly a deliberate move to intimidate.
Qiao Yanjing imdiately stood up from the sofa, reaching out to hold her hand, "Alright, I was just casually asking, and you got so worked up. And talking about going back to your parents’? What would the in-laws think of ? Aren’t you deliberately undermining ?"
Helian Sulan softened her voice, "I don’t want to either! It’s because of what you just said."
"Alright, alright, just consider it as talking nonsense. Now go get the dicine box and help apply it."
"Okay—"
Qiao Yanjing watched her back as she went to get the dicine box, suddenly deep in thought.
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