Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife

”Oh, my mom... it’s really just a sickness of the heart. It’s a bit of a shame, but she should be fine in a few days.”

Jiang Xiaoyue had a remarkably philosophical attitude, which, in a way, was something Jiang Ling had taught her.

Qin Jiao didn’t say much more, because any hope for a breakthrough in the matter rested with her uncle, Qin Jiqun.

The two chatted for a little while longer before Jiang Xiaoyue went back to work.

It wasn’t until the afternoon that Shen Yi finally arrived.

After leaving the police station, Shen Yi had made a trip to his company before coming over.

Qin Jiao said, ”That Su Zeyuan is as slippery as an eel, isn’t he? Did he manage to push away all responsibility?”

”How did you know? Jiao Jiao, you’re amazing. That bastard is just like an eel. And what’s more, Little Moustache didn’t dare to identify him in the end. He was probably afraid of retaliation. The person backing Su Zeyuan must be very powerful.”

The weather was cold, and Shen Yi had been running around all day. Qin Jiao noticed his lips were chapped and dry, so she poured him a cup of hot water.

But Shen Yi leaned in and gave her a quick kiss. The moment Qin Jiao frowned, he immediately pulled away.

He chuckled and said, ”This works for moisturizing, too.”

”Alright, stop messing around. Shen Yi, I suspect Lin Nian has already met with Meng Xing privately. Meng Xing is in the same kindergarten as Zijin and Xiao You now. I’m worried...”

Shen Yi sneered, ”They dare? I’ll wring their necks!”

”They’re so aggressive in their revenge against us, yet the person backing them hasn’t made a move. I assume that person holds no grudge against us. But both Lin Nian and Lu Jiuan are petty. They won’t let this go. They’re bound to make another move.”

Qin Jiao lowered her eyes, her voice soft. ”If they dare to try anything, we’ll just crush them completely.”

’You faked your deaths before, didn’t you?’

’This time, you can just rot in prison for the rest of your lives.’

Thanks to the series of actions Qin Jiao and the others had taken, even though Su Zeyuan managed to walk away from the police station scot-free, his expression was still grim when he returned to his apartment.

Su Yuxi had gone to the airport to see off a client and wouldn’t be back until later.

To the public, they were brother and sister. Behind closed doors, they were husband and wife.

Su Zeyuan’s life now was hundreds of times better than his old life as Lu Jiuan.

But he always felt like something was missing.

He thought about Qin Jiao and Shen Yi today. He’d heard that their companies brought in enormous sums of money every year.

And they had a pair of beautiful, adorable, healthy twins.

Su Zeyuan wearily poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down. The heating in the room was on full blast, making it toasty warm, but that sip of cool wine sent a chill through his entire body.

Su Zeyuan hated Shen Yi. The feeling was even stronger than the hatred he’d once had for Shen Feng.

’If his family had been that wealthy, if he’d had a perfect wife like Qin Jiao, he wouldn’t have ended up doing all those things.’

Su Zeyuan knew that the things he had done over the years were wrong.

But he no longer had the chance to turn back.

’If there was anyone to blame, it was himself—for not being born as well as Shen Yi, for not having a life as good as Shen Yi’s!’

And so, Su Zeyuan sat on the sofa, smoking and drinking. The lights were off, and the room was swallowed by darkness. He felt as if he, too, was being swallowed whole.

Just then, the door opened. Su Yuxi was back.

CLICK. She flipped on the light, then froze when she saw the person on the sofa. ”You’re home? Why are you sitting in the dark? Oh, right, is everything with the police station handled? Are you okay?”

”I’m fine.”

Su Zeyuan stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and walked over. He wrapped his arms around Su Yuxi, kissing her neck.

His deep affection for her always made Su Yuxi feel very secure.

She reached out and gently patted his back. ”Jiuan, what’s wrong?”

”Xiao Nian, have a child with me.”

The gentle look on Su Yuxi’s face instantly froze.