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âHello, Weiwei, whatâs up?â
That voice was indeed Shi Mufengâs, and it sounded exactly the same as usual, betraying no hint that he was currently with another woman.
Rong Weiweiâs nails dug deeply into her flesh, her teeth clenched tightly as she asked, âMufeng, where are you right now?â
âMe?â
She saw the man in front of the villa glance up and look around before he replied, âWhy are you suddenly asking this?â
âOh, nothing. Just the usual inquiry. Why, is it inconvenient for you to answer?â
âNot at all.â The man on the phoneâso close yet so farâlied to her, âIâm in the southern part of the city, looking at some land with the mayorâs secretary for a project.â
The mayorâs secretary?
Land?
A project?
Rong Weiwei felt as if her chest was bleeding, her face becoming extremely pale. This feeling was like a throwback to the distant past, when Shi Mufeng had lied to Rong Yan for her sake!
Only this time, it was reversed!
âWeiwei, what do you need me for?â
He might have been enduring it, but Rong Weiwei could hear the impatience in his voice.
Her mouth moved mechanically as she forced out the words, âI was wondering if youâd like to have lunch together. Since youâre busy, letâs forget it. Iâm going home to rest.â
âOkay.â
Not a hint of hesitation, he agreed so readily.
Rong Weiwei almost choked, her breath catching as the other party had already hung up. Her car was parked not far from the villa; she watched as Shi Mufeng helped the female model into the car and drove off. Only then did she, with a grim expression, tell her shocked assistant, âGo to the city hospital.â
The car quickly arrived at the city hospital.
Rong Weiwei entered through the back door, avoiding most people, and quietly pushed open the door to Jiang Meiqiâs hospital room.
Jiang Meiqi had been dozing off with her eyes closed, but at the sound, she opened her eyes to a pleasant surprise, âWei, why are you here? Arenât you busy with work today?â
Seeing her, Rong Weiweiâs eyes instantly turned red. Before she even crossed the room, tears began to fall.
âMom.â
Jiang Meiqi was taken aback to see her crying and quickly reached out to pull her closer, asking urgently, âWhat happened? Whatâs going on?â
Recalling the series of events that had unfolded that day, Rong Weiwei felt a tearing pain in her heart, a hurt so intense it nearly drove her mad. Her tears fell even faster and felt even more genuine, âMom, I canât take it anymore. I really canât take it.â
âWhat exactly happened?â Jiang Meiqi asked anxiously while patting her back to soothe her.
Rong Weiwei, with tears in her eyes, looked at her mother and said, âIt was the court staff⦠they called me a while ago, asking me to attend a court session tomorrow.â
âSheâ¦â
âI know my sister is displeased with me because of the stuff with Mufeng. No matter what I do, she believes Iâm out to harm her. But I truly had no knowledge of this situation. It was someone from my studio who, knowing Iâd been wronged, took action without my consent. I donât know how my sister found the bank transaction records, but she insists Iâm behind it. No matter how much I try to explain, she wonât listen. Mom, can you please talk to her for me? I can accommodate her in other matters, but this oneâs serious; itâs affecting what others think of me. I just canât handle the pressure anymore!â
Mufeng was keeping his ambiguous relations with other women a secret from her; she couldnât continue to sit idly by, or who knows when her position as the girlfriend would be usurped.
She had to deal with the lawsuit first, then she would tackle the issue with that female model!