It was Ling Yutong.
The voice was soft, as if it was an accidental slip of the tongue, but Ye Shengge still heard it clearly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She frowned, and hatred, both new and old, bubbled forth. She let go of Ji Shitingâs hand and strode over to Ling Yutong.
Ling Yutong had dressed to meet Ji Shiting. She was wearing a loose white sweater and a red dress that made her look a few years younger. However, she still seemed dwarfed by Ye Shengge in her black coat and boots.
She pursed her lips and finally stopped looking miserable.
âMs. Ling.â Ye Shengge smiled, satisfied that she was taller than her. âIf I were really a counterfeit, Shiting wouldâve divorced me the moment he saw you. However, he didnât do that. Do you know the reason why?â
âOf course itâs because youâre shameless.â Ling Yutong lifted his chin and sneered. âIf it werenât for you, Shiting wouldnât have gotten married.â
âWrong. Thatâs because he doesnât care about you at all. Shiting marrying me has nothing to do with you at all.â Ye Shengge was still smiling. âAs for me being shameless...â
She seemed to have thought of something and turned to glance at a certain someone. âThe Civil Affairs Bureau hasnât closed for the day yet, right? Why donât we get a divorce now? I donât want an alimony or any of your assets. What do you think?â
Ji Shiting was enjoying the arrogant manner this woman was behaving, yet he had unknowingly got burnt as well.
She sounded relaxed, but she didnât seem so sure. The woman widened her eyes and stared at him, but there was guilt in her threatening eyes, and even... fear.
Ji Shitingâs heart softened.
He curled his lips and said, âWhat nonsense are you spouting? I wonât divorce you.â
âWhat if I insist on divorcing you?â Ye Shengge asked.
âThen Iâll break your legs.â Ji Shiting narrowed his eyes. âLetâs see where you can run to then.â
Ye Shengge couldnât help biting her lips. Although she knew Ji Shiting was cooperating with her, his firm tone still made her heart waver.
She turned around and looked at the pale Ling Yutong. âDid you hear that? Iâm not the shameless one. Sigh, how troublesome.â
The man chuckled.
Ye Shengge felt a bit guilty. She coughed and said, âWhat do you have to say now, Ms. Ling?â
Ling Yutong looked on the verge of collapsing. She gritted her teeth and said, âImpossible! You mustâve used some trick.â
âThatâs right. I subdued him, so heâs always been obedient to me.â Ye Shengge couldnât help rolling her eyes. âMs. Ling, I know you donât want to accept this reality. Youâve always believed that Shiting likes you, and Iâm just a counterfeit, so you harassed him because you thought you were in the right. But as you can see, Iâm a magnanimous person. I wonât mind what happened in the past. However, if you continue to pester me, Iâll have to ask Mr. Jun whether he minds his daughter trying to become a third party.â
Ling Yutongâs face turned beet red.