Chapter 10: It’s None of Your Business

“Lili?” Jiang Xianli sneered, “Since you’ve married my sister, you should start calling me Second Sister-in-law.”

Wu Jianting was sensitive, patriarchal, and had a strong sense of self-esteem. If he wanted to see her make a fool of herself, he shouldn’t be surprised if she aimed a knife at his heart.

Wu Jianting ground his teeth. “Do we really have to do this? It was your mother who invited me to your house for a meal, and it was your sister who helped me into her bed. I married her just because I had to take responsibility as a man. But in reality, I’m also a victim! If you love me so much, why can’t you consider my situation from a different perspective?”

Jiang Xianhui was gentle and had an attractive figure. Wu Jianting had hoped to live a good life with her, but at night, he still thought about the cold and stubborn Jiang Xianli. He believed that deep down, Jiang Xianli must still be reluctant to part with him.

“Love you?” Jiang Xianli laughed angrily, “What’s there to love? Your narcissism, arrogance, and low morals? Or your narrow-mindedness, cunning, and ugliness?”

Wu Jianting was incredulous. “Lili, you weren’t like this before. You used to say I was honest, ambitious, and sunny. Why have you changed so much? Is it because you’re now with a wealthy man and look down on me?”

“That was the past. I was deceived by you then. If you want to be respected, Wu Jianting, you should do something worthy of respect. You couldn’t make it with me, so you slept with my sister, and now you even want to flirt with your sister-in-law after marriage. How can you be so despicable and still expect respect? Pfft!”

They say first love is beautiful, but in reality, it’s not the first love that’s beautiful—it’s the pure, unreserved self at that time. Once you become aware, once the infatuation fades, looking back at the first love, it’s just a pile of excrement.

One almost wants to thank him for not marrying them.

Wu Jianting frowned, sneering. “You still have the nerve to criticize me? How are you any better? You married a dandy for money. At least Xiaohui loves me. Xie Jingcheng wouldn’t even glance at you, would he? He abandoned you on your wedding night, and on such an important day of your return visit, he didn’t come with you. He must be with another woman, right?”

Jiang Xianli crossed her arms and looked at him with disdain.

“What Xie Jingcheng does has nothing to do with you. It’s none of your business. Do you even know who he is and who you are? Do you need someone to spell it out to humiliate you before you feel better?”

“Hmph! Vanity. No matter how much you fawn over him, he still treats you like an animal. I truly pity you, Jiang Xianli!”

Jiang Xianli smirked. “He gives me pocket money, 2,000 yuan at a time. Why don’t you pity yourself, who can’t even manage 20 yuan for monthly living expenses?”

“You…” Wu Jianting was enraged, his eyes reddening. “Jiang Xianli, fortunes change. One day, I will rise to prominence, and you’ll regret it!”

“Don’t worry. Even if you fly to the ends of the earth, I will only despise you.”

With that, Jiang Xianli stood up and walked out. As she passed the kitchen, she called out, “Mom, don’t bother cooking for me. I’m not eating since some people are a turnoff. I’m leaving.”

“What’s wrong?”

Zhao Xiumei rushed out of the kitchen, but Jiang Xianli was already riding her bicycle away.

She asked Wu Jianting irritably, “Did you say something to her again?”

Wu Jianting lowered his head, resuming his naïve appearance. “I just noticed that Second Brother-in-law didn’t come with her and casually asked if Second Brother-in-law was treating her poorly.”

Zhao Xiumei snorted. “Whether Xie Jingcheng treats her well or not is none of your concern. You’re now our Xiaohui’s husband. Just be good to Xiaohui.”

“Yes, I understand, Mom.”

Zhao Xiumei was increasingly annoyed with him. Useless!

She returned to the kitchen and told Jiang Xianhui, “Since your second sister has left, don’t cook the fish and meat. Just marinate and hang them up. We’ll eat them when your dad and elder brother are home on the weekend.”

Though Jiang Xianhui was tempted, she feared angering her mother and could only smile and nod. “Okay.”

But then Zhao Xiumei added, “Cut a piece of meat for your brother to steam. He’s in his senior year of high school and needs to replenish his strength.”

Before Jiang Xianhui could respond, Jiang Xianyang said, “Mom, I’m a grown young man. You don’t need to treat me specially. If you don’t eat meat, neither will I.”

“No, you must eat. You’ve been losing weight lately.”

Jiang Xianhui was accustomed to her mother’s blatant favoritism and even felt that her brother and younger brother deserved preferential treatment in the family.

If they married well, they should support their birth family. Only those with the same surname as her family are true relatives.

Jiang Xianli had received so much money but never gave them a single cent—just a cold-hearted fool.

In the future, if she was mistreated in the Xie family, don’t expect her family to stand up for her.