Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Haha, such gossip news will certainly rack up a lot of views.

“Ling” Yan Yue’s face turned from pale to crimson, seeing people gossiping about her, she busily lowered her head, using her hair to cover her face.

Ruan Tianling was also embarrassingly furious. He glared at Jian Yufei, warned her through gritted teeth, “Jian Yufei, don’t overdo it!”

“Heh, I’m not the one who crossed the line.” Jian Yufei sent Yan Yue a cold glance, and Yan Yue matched her stare in anger.

Getting the sarcastic look, Yan Yue’s self-esteem felt a strong hit.

“Jian Yufei, you’re shameless!” She shot Jian Yufei a glare and then turned to Ruan Tianling, “Ling, let’s go, I don’t want to see her again!”

Jian Yufei’s face turned cold, full of indifference. “You’re the shameless one acting the way you do, yet you’re afraid of facing the shame? Yan Yue, listen to me, as long as I’m not divorced from him, you are a mistress!”

“You …”

“Enough!” Ruan Tianling abruptly pushed his tableware off, stood up angrily, took out a stack of money from his wallet, slapped it down on the table, and pulled Yan Yue to hastily leave.

The food was scattered all over the floor because of his action.

No one noticed that a bowl of hot chicken soup, by a stroke of luck, splashed on Jian Yufei’s calf.

She stood still, appearing as if nothing happened.

“How could a man be like this …”

“Tsk tsk, the mistresses are all fearless nowadays.”

Jian Yufei was not interested in other people’s discussions; she quickly strode away. Her goal was to embarrass Ruan Tianling and Yan Yue, and she did. But she also lost her face in the process.

But it doesn’t matter.

Their status is more prestigious than hers. Even if this became a scandal, people would only talk about them. She was just like an anonymous passerby, with no real presence.

She was certain no one would remember what she looked like. There were things happening every day in this world; nobody would remember them by tomorrow.

What she didn’t know was that there was a familiar face in the corner of the restaurant who saw her and remembered her.

As Jian Yufei stepped out of the restaurant, she couldn’t bear the burning pain on her left calf any longer.

She frowned, sat down on the flowerbed by the roadside, carefully rolled up her thin pant leg to see a large, red, swollen patch on her fair-skinned calf.

The soup was very hot. When it splashed on her leg, she felt like screaming. But to save face, she bit her lip and endured the pain.

Now that she was alone, she could finally vent her pain without restraint.

She didn’t know if the tears were because of the heartache or because of the pain in her leg. Jian Yufei sniffled, a few tears dropped onto the ground.

Just as she was searching for a tissue to wipe her face, a hand holding one extended towards her.

“It must be painful. Wipe your face first, let me take you to the hospital.”

Jian Yufei lifted her head in surprise, meeting Xiao Lang’s smiling expression.

“Xiao Lang… What a coincidence.” She took the tissue from his hand, quickly wiping away her tears.

She was so embarrassed that he saw her vulnerable side.

Xiao Lang crouched down in front of her, looking at her calf, he furrowed his brows slightly. “It has started to blister, we need to go to the hospital immediately.”

Still maintaining his nonchalant smile, he stretched out his hand to her. “Give me your hand, let me help you into the car.”

“No, no need for that, I can go to the hospital myself.” Jian Yufei hesitated to accept his offer. Without awaiting her response, Xiao Lang grabbed her hand, not giving her a chance to refuse.