Chapter 152 She's Much Scarier Than You Think
Rong Xiang's face and body were itchy, she gritted her teeth and didn't want to speak, but this itching was extremely tormenting.
Rong Xiang said with trembling teeth, "She really asked me to make eyeliner and report to her every move you make! And... let me find a chance to drug the old lady, but it's a chronic drug that you can't detect , definitely not Tripterygium wisteria!"
"go on."
"She also asked me to seduce Mr. Wen and get the handle on Mr. Wen, in case Mr. Wen treats her badly in the future—"
Wen Ruan's pupils shrank heavily, and his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists.
She looked at Rong Xiang's young and beautiful face, and slowly approached her, with a smile that made Rong Xiang's hair stand on end.
"Miss, I'm telling the truth, you, give me the antidote for itching..."
Wen Ruan pinched Rong Xiang's cheeks, and the corners of her lips twitched coldly, "With Liu Shuying's ability, if she wants to find a woman to seduce my dad, she will definitely find someone who is more beautiful than you!"
"Besides, she is pregnant now and has the capital to marry into the Wen family, so why find a woman to share my father with her?"
Rong Xiang didn't expect Wen Ruan to be so meticulous in her logical thinking, and everyone said that she used to be a brain-dead young lady, but now it seems that it is not true.
She is smarter than anyone else.
In her eyes, Rong Xiang's little thoughts are invisible.
"I'll give you one more chance. If you don't tell the truth again, you will not only be sent to the police station, but your skin will be itched off and your appearance will be ruined!"
Rong Xiang said with trembling lips, "My mother was ill and owed a lot of debts. Before she left, she told me something Liu Shuying did back then. She provoked your mother after she suffered from depression. The relationship with your father makes your mother think that your father is having an affair with her, and secretly cooperates with a psychiatrist to increase the dose of medicine for your mother..."
"My mother has a recording of Liu Shuying's conversation with the psychiatrist. She asked me to take the recording to find Liu Shuying. Liu Shuying paid off my debt and took the recording!"
Hearing this, Wen Ruan's blood froze a little bit.
The fingertips were deeply embedded in the palm, as if to strangle the skin.
In addition to being cold, her heart seemed to be wrapped in a layer of flames, burning her internal organs wantonly!
Biting his cheeks tightly, angry and uncomfortable mist gushed out of his eyes.
Liu Shuying has to bear a large part of the responsibility for her mother's death!
"Did your mother tell you why my mother suffered from depression back then?"
Rong Xiang frowned, "It seems that your mother went to the imperial capital shortly after giving birth to you, and then cheated on her ex-fiancé. After your father found out, the relationship between the two took a turn for the worse, which gave Liu Shuying an opportunity to take advantage of!"
Wen Ruan's slender body took a few steps back unsteadily.
Her mother jumped into the sea when she was half a year old. She didn't understand what her mother was like.
But she inexplicably believes that her mother is not the kind of flamboyant woman!
Among them, there must be some unknown secrets.
"Miss, that's all I know..."
Before Rong Xiang finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wen Ruan in a cold voice, "Liu Shuying paid off the debt for you, you can ask her for more money to go back to the countryside, why did you come to our Wen's house? Liu Shuying was threatened by you and let you As her eyeliner, do you treat her as a fool or me as a fool?"
Before Rong Xiang could say anything, Wen Ruan sneered again, "Either, Liu Shuying has a new trick in your hands, or you covet the position of my stepmother!"
Looking at Wen Ruan, whose eyes were slightly squinted, and a cold light suddenly appeared, Rong Xiang suddenly felt a chill rushing from his spine.
Wen Ruan... is really much scarier than she imagined!
Is she really only eighteen years old?