Chapter 220: Adding Fuel to the Fire

The spectators pointed and whispered among themselves, their filthy language reaching their ears.

Now it was late at night, a time when lights should have been out and people resting, yet such a dramatic incident was unfolding live, inevitably drawing comments on their promiscuous lifestyle.

The blame lay with Zhong Lanhua and her daughter, and people still sympathized with Xiao Yanci. Of course, some thought it shameful that Xiao Yanci couldn’t even support his own woman and used things gifted by her adulterous partner, completely tarnishing the face of a man, and even more so, that of a learned man.

The scornful voices dismissing Xiao Yanci as useless pierced his heart like knives, leaving him bleeding.

Xiao Yanci glared viciously at Jiang Yihuan, with not a hint of affection left in his eyes, only disgust and hatred.

"Fine, very fine," Xiao Yanci sneered, "Jiang Yihuan, from this day on, we are utterly finished."

As he spoke, Xiao Yanci strode into the room.

Jiang Yihuan’s eyes were full of resentment.

If the affair had not been exposed, she would still be toying with Xiao Yanci, waiting to see if he could pass the exams and gain fame.

She saw Su Yaoguang in the crowd, and seeing Su Yaoguang’s intimate behavior with Zhou Wangshu made her even more resentful.

Why did Su Yaoguang get everything she wanted, while everything went wrong for her? Why did every attempt to deal with Su Yaoguang end in her own misfortune?

Enough, even if Xiao Yanci passed the exams, he would just be a poor scholar. Following him might not lead to a good life. Other men may not be as handsome, but each is wealthy, and she and her mother relied on those men to pay off their debts. If she depended on Xiao Yanci, it might never be possible in this lifetime.

It’s just as well to break ties; she could find a new target and wouldn’t have to suffer with Xiao Yanci.

Xiao Yanci came out holding a divorce letter and threw it in Jiang Yihuan’s face, "Get out of my house."

Jiang Yihuan picked up the divorce letter, looked at the words on it, and said unsatisfied, "I want a separation agreement."

"You cheat on me and still want a separation agreement?" Xiao Yanci sneered, "Get out!"

"If you don’t give me a separation agreement today, I’ll reveal your disgusting deeds," Jiang Yihuan said, dropping her pretense upon breaking ties. "You call out another woman’s name in your sleep; do I need to say in front of everyone who she is?"

As Jiang Yihuan spoke, she looked at Su Yaoguang.

Su Yaoguang was momentarily stunned, looked around, and confirmed that Jiang Yihuan was referring to her, feeling nauseated.

Zhou Wangshu’s eyes glinted with malice.

Such a vile person, daring to covet the pure and bright Yaoguang.

"Fine, I’ll write it."

Xiao Yanci, feeling threatened, uneasily wrote a new separation agreement.

The onlookers, hearing such gossip, gazed at Xiao Yanci with even stranger expressions.

"No wonder his woman cheated on him; he himself longs for another woman. This family really knows how to play."

"Exactly, a chaotic mess, truly a group of snakes of a kind."

Zhou Wangshu said to Su Yaoguang, "Let’s go, time to head back."

"Alright."

Zhou Wangshu took Su Yaoguang away.

Xiao Yanci watched their entwined hands with sheer resentment.

If only everything could go back to the previous life, to the beginning, without Zhou Wangshu, without Jiang Yihuan, how good it would be.

Only at this moment did he realize who truly cared for him. If Heaven gave him a chance to make amends, he would surely cherish the one who treated him well.

Zhong Lanhua came out carrying several large bundles.

"Huan’er, let’s go."

They had just moved here, and the things in the bundles hadn’t yet been unpacked, saving time in packing now, ready to carry them away directly.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhong Lanhua and her daughter left, leaving the entire courtyard empty except for the solitary Xiao Yanci.

Xiao Yanci did not close the gate of the courtyard.

He retrieved a jar of wine from inside and sat in the yard, drinking sullenly.

How did he turn his life into this mess?

Drunk and blurry-eyed, Xiao Yanci saw a pair of embroidered shoes appear before him. His gaze moved upward along the shoe’s surface, meeting a lovely face.

"Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Yanci embraced her slender waist, slurring and drunkenly saying, "Yaoguang, you’ve come."

A look of astonishment flashed across Wen Family’s eyes.

Yaoguang? The owner of Taoyao Square?

These men are amusing, always coveting other people’s women, is it that other people’s women are lovelier?

"Woooo..."

By morning, the sound of crying echoed from the Xiao Mansion.

The gate of the Xiao Mansion was left open.

Passersby, hearing the sobs and seeing the open gate, curiously craned their heads to look inside. Seeing the courtyard littered with shredded clothes, Wen Family, clad in a man’s outer garment, hugged her knees, weeping there, while Xiao Yanci lay beside her, sleeping like a dead pig; the extinguished fire of gossip reignited fiercely.

At Taoyao Square, Su Yaoguang and Zhou Wangshu had gone to see the commotion yesterday, so excited that she couldn’t sleep for half the night and ended up waking up late.

When she stepped out, Jiang Jing handed her freshly bought fried dough sticks and soy milk, chatting about the latest morning gossip.

"The door of the Xiao Family was wide open, everyone saw it, Xiao’s man forced himself on Wen Family, who’d come to visit him. Now, whether he wants to be responsible or not, he has to be."

Holding a bowl of soy milk, Su Yaoguang stared at Jiang Jing in astonishment, her hand tilting slightly, almost spilling the soy milk.

Zhou Wangshu took the bowl from her, placed it on the table, and said, "Are you that surprised? That Wen Family followed them to rent a house, never leaving Xiao’s man’s side; it was bound to happen. However, Xiao’s man should be quite satisfied with this surprise. Without Jiang Yihuan, he needs a woman to serve him, and hasn’t one just been delivered to his doorstep?"

"I hope we never see them again, best if they stay far away from us," Su Yaoguang said, "It’s disgusting."

"Well... it’s not impossible," Zhou Wangshu murmured.

"Wang Shu, business has been so good lately, I’ve taken on several big orders, so I can’t accompany you to see the county exam list."

Zhou Wangshu paused, murmured acknowledgement, saying neither yes nor no.

Cui Rong walked in from outside.

Zhou Wangshu was wrestling with Su Yaoguang over a fried dough stick, and as they tussled for a single piece, when Cui Rong entered, Su Yaoguang paused, and half of the dough stick disappeared.

"Zhou Wangshu, Jing’er bought so many, can’t you eat something else?"

"The one you have tastes better," Zhou Wangshu said, biting into the dough stick, seeing Cui Rong sit beside them, he said, "Young Master Cui, have you had breakfast? Want a taste?"

"No need, I’ve already eaten," Cui Rong replied, then said to Su Yaoguang, "Today, a few family acquaintances, all big bosses from various industries, have come. I’ll introduce them to you; maybe we can discuss a few more big deals."

"Great!" Su Yaoguang stood up, "Let’s go now."