Ch 118: Karmic Debt Of Romance
Xiao Qiang currently resides in Mu Yang’s suburban villa, quite far from the city district, making it inconvenient to travel. However, the environment is elegant, the air quality is excellent, and it’s an ideal place for fetal development.
Xiao Qiang is still in her early months of pregnancy, and her baby bump only slightly protrudes when wearing a tight-fitting dress. If she sucks in her stomach, it’s practically invisible.
She dressed like a European noblewoman, wearing a one-shoulder dress, a wide-brimmed hat, and carrying a gold handbag. She gracefully entered the passenger seat.
Glancing around the car, she showed some disdain. “This car is so…masculine. Didn’t Zhuang Lingyun say he’d buy you a car more suitable for a woman?”
“He did, but I didn’t want to drive it,” Xiao Yao said, starting the car. “Why didn’t you wait until Mu Yang had time to go try on wedding dresses together?”
“To prepare for our honeymoon in Bali, he needs a free half-month to handle company matters, so he’s quite busy. The wedding date is approaching, and I can’t wait.”
Shortly after Xiao Yao left the cultural school, Mu Yang also resigned and returned home to inherit his parents’ business.
Now, Xiao Qiang is content being a full-time Mrs. Mu, tending flowers, plants, and focusing on her fetal development.
Although the sisters’ relationship is no longer as strained as before, they truly don’t have much to talk about. Xiao Qiang’s personality is rather arrogant and competitive, and she always speaks with a sharp tongue. Xiao Yao and she will always disagree within a few sentences; they simply can’t get along.
To avoid being angered, Xiao Yao positioned herself today as merely the driver and assistant—to try on wedding dresses and then send her sister home, completing the task!
But unexpectedly!
Such a simple trip still resulted in an accident.
As is well known, Xiao Qiang is a charming and seductive woman. Before establishing a relationship with Mu Yang, she inevitably had several backups.
These backups were of various types. Some waited patiently, willingly giving everything for her.
Some schemed, trying every means to win her heart.
And some…were sinister and obsessive, pathologically believing that if they couldn’t have her, they would destroy her, ensuring no one would be happy.
This last type’s thinking perfectly coincided with Zhong Lingxiu’s. When Xiao Yao encountered the man causing trouble and overheard their conversation, the first person that came to mind was Zhong Lingxiu.
Sometimes she really didn’t understand why people would go to such lengths. In this world, besides love, aren’t there other beautiful things? Why must they ruin others and destroy themselves to be satisfied?
The man’s name was Shi Qian, an elementary school language teacher. He was neatly dressed, wore rimless glasses, and had a refined appearance. He encountered Xiao Qiang and Xiao Yao while they were leaving a wedding dress shop at the shopping mall.
The two sisters are quite similar in height and build. The man initially mistook Xiao Yao for Xiao Qiang, unexpectedly rushing from behind, grabbing her shoulders, and forcefully turning her around to face him. His eyes were full of resentment and indignation. Before he could speak, he realized his mistake, abruptly stopping himself, hurriedly apologizing.
Xiao Yao didn’t think much of it at the time, assuming the man had simply mistaken her identity.
But as Xiao Qiang abruptly turned and hurried away, the man’s attention was immediately drawn. His narrow, phoenix-like eyes narrowed, and he strode after her, stopping and pulling her back.
Upon seeing the face he had longed for, the disappointment from the earlier mistake was instantly replaced by another strange emotion—a mixture of excitement and anger.
“Aha, I knew I couldn’t be wrong. It’s really you, Xiao Qiang. You’ve been avoiding me long enough. I never expected to run into you here!”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao understood immediately: this was Xiao Qiang’s love debt coming to collect!
Thankfully, he had mistaken her earlier; otherwise, twisting Xiao Qiang around so forcefully could have easily harmed her baby.
Xiao Yao’s responsibility now included safely escorting Xiao Qiang home, considering she was pregnant.
So, before Shi Qian could grab Xiao Qiang, Xiao Yao intervened. “Sir, please calm down and speak rationally. Don’t yell at women; it’s very impolite!”
“Who the hell are you? Get lost!” The man, emotionally agitated, shoved Xiao Yao aside and rushed towards Xiao Qiang.
Xiao Qiang leaned against the shopping mall’s glass railing, retreating. “Madman! Shi Qian, you madman! Don’t come near me. I’ve made it perfectly clear; don’t pester me anymore! I’m pregnant, and I’m about to get married. We’re impossible!”
These words only worsened things. Upon hearing about her pregnancy, Shi Qian’s complexion darkened further.
His expression was a mixture of sadness and sarcasm, his face becoming somewhat ferocious. “Pregnant? Xiao Qiang, you’re so cruel. For you, I disregarded my parents’ objections, lost my job, and spent all my savings trying to win your affection. Yet now you tell me you’re getting married, marrying someone else? And you’re having a child?”
Xiao Qiang, somewhat panicked, hid behind Xiao Yao, shaking her head repeatedly. “I never asked you to do anything, nor did I ever give you any hints. I’ve been honest with you; I have someone I love. You’re the one who persistently pursued me. What do you want from me? Should I abandon the person I love and settle for you? I’m sorry, I can’t!”
The man named Shi Qian’s temples throbbed, and his hands clenched into fists, his anger uncontainable.
Xiao Yao quickly pulled Xiao Qiang behind her, whispering, “Okay, say less. When he’s angry, don’t add fuel to the fire?”
But Xiao Qiang was adamant, muttering in her ear, “I’m telling the truth! Just because he’s one-sided, should I sacrifice myself to satisfy him? Why should I?”
Shi Qian, possessing excellent hearing, overheard this, nodding repeatedly, and laughing in anger. “Fine, I was one-sided, I deserved it, I deserve it…”
As he spoke, he drew closer, his eyes behind his glasses seeming poisoned, cruel, and cold.
Xiao Yao’s heart leaped, sensing danger, and immediately pushed Xiao Qiang back, whispering, “Go quickly, I’ll stop him.”
Xiao Qiang was startled, instinctively touching her belly before hesitating, and then turning to flee.
Shi Qian’s expression changed, and he was about to chase after her, but Xiao Yao grabbed his arm, stopping him. “Mr. Shi, please don’t be so agitated. Let’s talk calmly. Xiao Qiang is very fragile now, unable to withstand any shock or blow. Didn’t you say you love her? Shouldn’t loving someone mean wanting them to be well? Shouldn’t…”
“Get lost!” Shi Qian roared, throwing Xiao Yao’s arm away. “Don’t touch me! Or I’ll hit you too!”
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