She was unhappy, so Jiang Shiyu wouldn't be happy either!
"What? You've been lying to me from start to finish? Give me back the documents, I want to return them to Murong Cheng! You liar!"
Jiang Shiyu's almond eyes widened in horror, unable to believe what she was hearing from Murong Xue. She lunged forward to snatch them.
But Murong Xue had anticipated Jiang Shiyu's move. She stuffed the documents into her bag and clutched it tightly.
Then, with a triumphant smirk and her face beaming, she declared.
"Jiang Shiyu, you thought you were so clever, and you even ruined my reputation. I never thought you'd be fooled by me one day! I'm telling you, after today, you're finished!"
Murong Xue sneered coldly, shaking off Jiang Shiyu's hand and casting a sinister glance at her face.
"You never expected this, did you? It seems not everyone is so fortunate. I will get back every bit of what you did to frame me!"
Still not satisfied, Murong Xue added viciously.
"Once you divorce Murong Cheng, no one will be able to protect you! The Gu family doesn't acknowledge you as their daughter, the Mu family dislikes you as their daughter-in-law, and even the Murong family has no place for you! You're trash! You're useless!"
"No, don't, give me back the documents, please, I'm begging you!"
Jiang Shiyu burst into tears, completely ignoring Murong Xue's insults.
Her eyes were red as she desperately clutched Murong Xue's arm.
After being shaken off, she still wouldn't give up, clinging tightly to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue forcefully shook Jiang Shiyu off and turned to leave.
Hearing Jiang Shiyu's heartbroken cries behind her, Murong Xue felt immense satisfaction.
Jiang Shiyu, Jiang Shiyu, you've finally met your match!
Watching Murong Xue disappear from sight, Jiang Shiyu wanted to chase after her but couldn't get up from the ground for a long time.
A flicker of something unusual crossed her eyes.
The auntie returned from grocery shopping and saw the house door ajar, so she hurried over.
She found Jiang Shiyu lying on the ground, motionless.
The auntie was terrified and quickly helped Jiang Shiyu up from the floor.
"Oh dear, Madam, why are you lying on the ground? It's cold. It's autumn in Haicheng now, and it's quite chilly. Be careful not to catch a cold, your husband will be worried..."
The auntie, with her Haicheng accent, chattered on.
When Murong Cheng returned, dinner was just ready.
After dinner, the auntie washed the dishes and, seeing Murong Cheng alone in the living room, casually told him about what happened in the afternoon.
"Madam seems to be in a bad mood when she's home alone. You should spend more time with her, understand?"
The auntie acted like a doting mother.
Murong Cheng's thin lips tightened slightly. He had been too busy these past few days with piled-up work and investigating the mastermind behind the assassins. He was completely overwhelmed.
If the auntie hadn't reminded him today, he would have almost forgotten about her.
As he was pondering, his phone rang.
It was his grandfather. He had just flown back from abroad, and his voice was still energetic.
"You brat, you got married and didn't even tell your grandpa. I really raised you as my grandson for nothing!"
The grandfather on the other end launched into a tirade.
"Grandpa, you're back?"
Murong Cheng said this while raising his slender, well-defined fingers to massage his throbbing temples.
"What, you don't want me to come back? Bring your new wife home for dinner tomorrow!"
"Grandpa, I'm busy..."
"If you don't bring her home, I'll fire you, you brat!"
The grandfather on the other end hung up callously.
Murong Cheng sighed.
The next day at breakfast, Murong Cheng casually mentioned, "Let's have dinner at home tonight."
If Jiang Shiyu wasn't willing, he wouldn't force her.
Ever since the last incident, Jiang Shiyu had completely fallen out with Murong Xue. Coupled with Haohao and Song Yu, that place wasn't suitable for her.
"Okay." To his surprise, the young woman readily agreed without any hesitation.
Murong Cheng was taken aback. His handsome phoenix eyes curved into a smile. "Why so agreeable all of a sudden?"
"I'm your wife, aren't I?" Jiang Shiyu blinked her eyes like a little girl.
Her eyes were very round, set in a fair, rosy oval face. Even without makeup, her skin was flawless. Her complexion was delicate and flushed, like a budding pink rose, making one want to pluck it.
"I'm going to work first. I'll pick you up this afternoon."
He picked up his keys and phone and headed out.
"Hmm..."
After breakfast, Jiang Shiyu glanced out the window.
She noticed the man's car was still parked in the garden.
He was supposed to be going to work, but it had been a while, why hadn't he driven off yet?
Since the evening dinner was arranged at a hotel, Murong Cheng had rescheduled some meetings and returned to Jingyuan early to pick up Jiang Shiyu.
Jiang Shiyu wore a simple floral dress with a knitted cardigan.
Her long hair was styled in a side braid, falling softly over her left shoulder.
She looked gentle and harmless, not at all aggressive, like a fluffy white rabbit, evoking pity and a desire to protect just by looking at her.
Murong Cheng took her hand and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Who would have thought this woman could be so sharp-tongued when she spoke?
"What are you smiling about?" Jiang Shiyu frowned, feeling as if the man was mocking her.
"Nothing, let's get in the car." Murong Cheng's lips, tinged with red, pressed together slightly. He then opened the car door and gestured for Jiang Shiyu to get into the passenger seat.
By five or six in the evening, Haicheng was already experiencing traffic jams.
Although it wasn't completely gridlocked, it took twice as long as usual to reach the hotel.
By the time they got out of the car, night had fallen. The last trace of the sunset had faded from the sky, gradually sinking into darkness.
This hotel belonged to Ling Sheng's most luxurious top five-star hotels.
In the opulent VIP private room, even before the door was pushed open, bursts of Song Yu's laughter could be heard from inside.
Although Murong Cheng had informed Jiang Shiyu before they arrived, he was still uneasy.
The man stopped walking and tightened his grip on her hand.
"Once we go in, I'll handle everything. Don't be afraid."
The man's deep, husky voice was like a heavenly melody.
Jiang Shiyu nodded, seeming to understand.
Since losing her memory, she had become much more docile.
Murong Cheng couldn't help but raise his hand and gently stroke Jiang Shiyu's head, like petting a kitten.
"I'm hungry..." Jiang Shiyu said, reaching out to push the door open, not waiting for Murong Cheng's reaction.
The moment Jiang Shiyu pushed open the private room door, everyone inside looked over. A brief silence fell upon the room.
"You brat, you finally decided to bring my granddaughter-in-law. Come here, girl, let me see if you're ugly!"
The person speaking was the grandfather, seated at the head of the table.
Jiang Shiyu stood still, unfazed by the many eyes on her. She simply blinked her almond eyes and asked calmly.