Chapter 353
“Sheng Hong!” Xu Jiahui heard the name Sheng Hong from the mouth of Mrs. Sheng, and for a moment, her eyes bore a hint of murder. She originally thought it was the wife of some man she had recently enticed, but she had no idea that the one causing trouble turned out to be the wife of that old man Sheng Hong. Xu Jiahui’s eyes instantly became dangerous.
“You’re Sheng Hong’s wife!” Xu Jiahui’s voice raised again.
“So what if I am, are you just finding out now?” Mrs. Sheng half-raised her chin, looking down at Xu Jiahui with a trace of contempt in her eyes.
Mrs. Sheng’s gaze made Xu Jiahui let out a cold laugh, and she returned it with an even more disdainful look.
“To me, Sheng Hong is just a dog, not even qualified to fill my shoes. On what basis do you think he’s my lover, is he even worthy?” Xu Jiahui crossed her arms and mocked coldly.
Xu Jiahui’s attitude left Mrs. Sheng momentarily stunned; she couldn’t believe what she heard from the other person’s mouth.
Just as Mrs. Sheng was about to say something more, the catalyst of all this, Sheng Hong, appeared.
Sheng Hong found out that Mrs. Sheng had gone to confront Xu Jiahui behind his back through an anonymous tip. When he saw the message, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn’t even think to verify its truth. He left the board members of his company behind and rushed over, running countless red lights.
He thought it might be someone’s prank, but he indeed saw Mrs. Sheng here. The two women stood face to face, and the atmosphere among the bodyguards seemed explosive. Xu Jiahui’s face bore two slap marks, clearly swollen on her fair face.
Sheng Hong staggered as if his vision went dark; if he hadn’t steadied himself against the wall, he might have collapsed on the spot.
“Your husband is here, if you don’t believe me, you can ask him now.” Xu Jiahui’s gaze at Sheng Hong was chilling, and the coldness in her voice sent a shiver through his heart.
Even if others didn’t know Xu Jiahui’s background, did he not know?
The Sheng Family may have a reputation in Shangjing, but in front of real aristocratic families, they were just small-time nobodies. Even if Xu Jiahui was just a concubine’s daughter, she wasn’t someone he could easily bully.
Mrs. Sheng turned her head upon hearing Xu Jiahui’s voice. Before she could see who was behind her, a slap landed on her face. Mrs. Sheng only heard ringing in her ears, and for a moment, she couldn’t hear anything. Everything before her eyes turned pitch black, and a look of unprecedented confusion appeared on her face.
But at this moment, Sheng Hong was not focused on Mrs. Sheng at all. He looked at Xu Jiahui with a hint of appeasement and pleaded, “Miss Xu, I didn’t know she would cause trouble for you. This is all a misunderstanding; please be magnanimous and forgive us.”
“Heh, just one slap and you want to let this slide? What kind of person do you take me for? In all my years, no one has dared to hit me like this.” Xu Jiahui touched her burning cheek with her hand, her face bearing a slight curve, but her eyes were devoid of any warmth.
When Mrs. Sheng finally recovered from her dazed state, Sheng Hong’s other slap came, just as forceful as the first, causing her face to turn to the side. If the bodyguard beside her hadn’t quickly supported her, she might have fallen embarrassingly to the ground in front of everyone.
“She was being ignorant; you see, I’ve already punished her. Can we let this matter go?” Sheng Hong’s face wore an ingratiating smile, hoping the other party would let it slide, but how could that be possible? Xu Jiahui was extremely petty; there was no way she would let it go over just a few words.
Rather than being appeased by Sheng Hong’s actions, the dangerous aura around Xu Jiahui only intensified.
“Just two slaps to offset what happened earlier? Do you see me as that cheap? And what is she anyway, for you to think that beating her would make me easily let go of these things?” Xu Jiahui mocked coldly.
Sheng Hong gritted his teeth, and as Mrs. Sheng was catching her breath, he swiftly grabbed her hair and began slapping her already swollen cheeks left and right, using all his strength with each hit. It didn’t take long before Mrs. Sheng’s facial skin swelled and bruised, turning into a ghastly purple, translucent like a peeled grape.
Mrs. Sheng’s once delicate face now seemed as if it had two yellow peaches stuffed into her mouth, swelling high, with blood flowing from her nose, her gaze foggy, looking utterly pitiable.
Only at this moment did a hint of a smile finally appear on Xu Jiahui’s face. Her eyes couldn’t help but glance at Mrs. Sheng’s tragic appearance, and much of her anger was dispelled, though her anger towards Sheng Hong hadn’t decreased at all. Even as Sheng Hong continued his assault, Xu Jiahui’s gaze remained fiery with anger. Noticing this, Sheng Hong sensed the situation was bad, and his discontent with Mrs. Sheng reached its peak.
His hand, which had just paused, became active again, but Mrs. Sheng’s face couldn’t be hit anymore. Further strikes might cause her skin to break open. Sheng Hong’s eyes darted, and he directly punched Mrs. Sheng in the stomach, hitting her in the stomach, causing her to vomit a mouthful of acid in her daze.
Sheng Hong hit Mrs. Sheng several more times until even acid couldn’t come out. Only then did Sheng Hong wear an ingratiating smile again and look at Xu Jiahui.
“Miss Xu, do you think this way your anger can be quelled a bit?” Sheng Hong asked cautiously.
Seeing Mrs. Sheng in such a miserable state, Xu Jiahui’s eyes showed satisfaction, and Sheng Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could exhale completely, another change occurred.
“What are you talking about? I can’t understand a word.” Sheng Hong was genuinely baffled now, the questions in his eyes practically materializing.