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Chapter 1956 - Are You Really Not Lying To Me?



Chapter 1956: Are You Really Not Lying To Me?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“I don’t want to. Listen carefully, I’ll tell you one more time. I, Tang Xiaoyu, am not willing to be with you, and you don’t have to spend so much effort to bring me out. You also don’t have to look for the place we first met, the dishes we ordered, or even a piece of jewelry. You don’t have to do this because I really don’t need it. My attitude is clear. You don’t have to do this. You really don’t have to.”

Tang Xiaoyu’s voice was filled with hatred as she looked at Gu Zhengrong. Her heart had finally matured.

Mr Li had once said that Tang Xiaoyu was someone who did not want to be ruthless. For example, if she did not know how to deal with Gu Zhengrong, she would not do such things. Similarly, those who did not hate her to the end would not understand how she felt and would not know that Tang Xiaoyu had given birth to Duo Duo for Gu Zhengrong.

“Xiaoyu, then let me ask you, is that child’s father Mr Li?”

Gu Zhengrong finally asked the question he was unwilling to ask. When he saw Tang Xiaoyu’s eyes, a strange feeling flashed across his heart. It felt familiar, but he was not sure if this daughter was his.

“Yes, that’s right. she is Mr Li’s child. Why? Do you think that child is yours?”

Tang Xiaoyu took advantage of Gu Zhengrong’s dazed state and quickly escaped from his clutches. Standing a few meters away, she said with a hint of success, “Gu Zhengrong, you’re really funny. Do you think that I’ll really have a child after sleeping with you for a night? Do you think you’re that good? So good that you can make me leave you after one night? I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you clearly. That night, you were as drunk as a pile of mud. You didn’t do anything to me. When you woke up, everything you saw was carefully arranged by me so that you would feel guilty toward me and lead a bad life. Before you found me, I let you deliberately lead a bad life and couldn’t let you walk away from your own heart. You probably don’t know that I’ve never given you the first one. Before I gave it to you, I had already given it to other men.”

Tang Xiaoyu stood a distance away from Gu Zhengrong and laughed loudly. Her red lips seemed to become even scarier in the sea breeze. This woman whom she had been longing for had actually told her that all of this was a lie. She actually wanted this woman to not say anything.

“Xiaoyu, is what you said true? Are you really not lying to me?”

Gu Zhengrong looked at Tang Xiaoyu. He did not expect that what he had been thinking about for so long would become something worthless to her.

“Of course, I’m not lying to you. Do you think I don’t know what kind of person you are? You’ve been calling Pei Ge’s name the whole night, but you didn’t do anything. All you did was call her name. Do you think I’m going to be angry with you over this? A normal woman would definitely leave after hearing that. I’ve only been away for a while, you don’t have to feel burdened anymore. Gu Zhengrong, you’re really pitiful.”

Tang Xiaoyu smiled at Gu Zhengrong. The light in her eyes was gentle, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Gu Zhengrong’s heart might have been completely broken by her.

“Xiaoyu, if you’re lying to me, you should know that I hate it when people lie to me. I hate it when women lie to me, especially you. Don’t let me find out, or else I might really...”

Gu Zhengrong thought that he would really do something to Tang Xiaoyu, but he realized that the only thing he could do was to take good care of Tang Xiaoyu. He had a strange feeling in his heart.

While Tang Xiaoyu and Gu Zhengrong were in a dilemma over their relationship in America, Zhang Manhua and Earl Charles’ wedding became a grand wedding in the capital.

There were celebrities, business tycoons, and even close friends with Zhang Manhua.

After Qin Qitong and Bi Zheng returned from their honeymoon, they had been preparing for Zhang Manhua’s wedding. One was the Qu family’s eldest daughter, while the other was the most prestigious earl in the palace. The two had a huge difference in status and had become the talk of the town.

“Have you heard? Zhang Manhua’s ex-husband is that Qu family’s Old lady Qu. If not for her, she might not even know Earl Charles.”

“That’s right. I heard that Old lady Qu is known for her vicious methods. She’s really unscrupulous in order to achieve her goals.”

“Have you heard? Old lady Qu hasn’t been executed yet because Zhang Manhua doesn’t want this vicious woman to die early. I heard that Zhang Manhua has a daughter called Pei Ge, who is the wife of the Ji Group’s CEO. She’s very famous, so we can’t afford to offend her. Offending the Ji Group means death, so how can we win against it?”

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There were many rumors that Zhang Manhua was able to marry Earl Charles because of her ancestors’ good karma.

“Do you know, Ge Ge? The grander the wedding, the more it attracts the envy of women. Since there’s envy, there will definitely be jealousy, so I feel that we should just make it as big as possible. Anyway, what we want is the envy and jealousy of other women. Why should we care about others? We can just be happy ourselves.”

Qin Qitong stood in the room with roses planted in it. The table was filled with all sorts of red roses, indicating the symbol of love.

“If my mother hears you, I don’t know what she’ll say about you. You’re a married person. Aren’t you afraid of others gossiping about you?”

Pei Ge smiled as she stood opposite Qin Qitong. She placed the rose in the expensive vase. One was a Chinese gift that Charles liked, while the other was a rose that represented love and happiness.

“Don’t talk about me. Didn’t Mr Ji force you to get married? I wouldn’t believe it if you said that he didn’t. In my opinion, after Auntie is married, can you hold a wedding with Mr Ji? It’s a pity that I’m already married and can’t be your bridesmaid.”


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