The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Xi Xinyi’s fair little face swelled up with the palm mark clearly visible. The fiery hot sensation of pain caused tears to fall from Xi Xinyi’s eyes, and her hair that Xi Xiaye had dragged was now in a huge mess.

“Xiaye! Stop!”

Han Yifeng was shocked to see what unfolded before him. He almost could not react at all and he could not believe that this wicked woman before him was the Xi Xiaye he once knew.

He went forward and wanted to separate them away, but Xi Xiaye threw him a cold, hard glance and forced him to stop.

“Shut up! This is a Xi family matter. We don’t need an outsider to intervene!”

Her harsh tone stabbed Han Yifeng’s ears like ice needles and he could feel his ears in pain.

“Xi Xinyi!”

Xi Xiaye completely ignored Han Yifeng and the sluggish Huang Shanshan. The hand that grabbed Xi Xinyi’s hair tightened as she moaned in pain. Her head was now held against the wall.

“I gave you a chance and asked all of you to not bother my mother. We could’ve minded our own business and live peacefully, but you forced me to do this! I’ve endured all of you for the past decade. If you’re not going to give me peace, I’m going to give you hell. From now on, I’ll take back every single thing you guys owe me and my mother! First off, these two slaps are for me getting punished by you burning your own wardrobe!”

The second slap landed as soon as she finished her sentence!

It much clearly much louder than the one before and Xi Xinyi’s scream went several decibels higher!

“That’s enough, Xiaye! Stop! If you’re harboring so much hatred, let it out on me!”

Han Yifeng rushed forward and grabbed Xi Xiaye’s shoulder. She dodged him and pushed Han Yifeng away.

“Ah! Yifeng, save me!” Xi Xinyi shrieked in pain as her hair was dragged ruthlessly.

“I told you to get lost! This matter doesn’t concern you!”

“Xi Xiaye! That’s enough! Let go of Xi Xinyi. I knew there was nothing good about you coming here today. You’re just trying to ruin this, aren’t you? No matter what you do, you can’t stop my cousin’s decision from marrying Xinyi. She has always spoken up for you even though you’re such a wicked woman! My cousin will never marry you! Give up!” Huang Shanshan yelled at her as she rushed forward.

Xi Xiaye put on a beautiful smile as she listened amusedly. “Really?”

She turned around and looked at Han Yifeng with a cold laugh. “Han Yifeng, do you think you’re still worthy of marrying me?”

Han Yifeng’s expression changed when he heard those words!

“Xi Xiaye, let go of Xinyi!” Yue Lingsi’s voice reached them. Xi Xiaye still grabbed Xinyi’s hair as she moaned and cried in pain.

“Stop it, Xiaye! How dare you?!”

It was Deng Wenwen’s voice!

“You’re such a wicked person, Xiaye. Xinyi is your sister. How could you do that? Even if Yifeng…” Beside Deng Wenwen, Huang Ziyao looked at Xi Xiaye with disappointment.

In just a brief moment, the corridor was filled with people.

Judgmental voices reached her ears, but Xi Xiaye’s face seemed as calm as ever. She raised her head and looked at the crowd before her with her cold eyes. Then, she tightened her grip on the fistful of hair in her hand and Xi Xinyi let out a painful wail again, making the crowd feel sick.

“So, you’re all here already?” Xi Xiaye asked quietly and calmly. “That’s great. I’m going to say this here today. Don’t you guys even think about getting the 20% shares from my mother. Give up! Mother has already signed the document and it’s with me now. If you guys want it, then come for me! Why do you guys have to make her life so difficult?”

Deng Wenwen and Yue Lingsi’s expressions changed and they exchanged looks when they heard Xi Xiaye. They looked terrible!

That witch Shen Wenna had actually signed the document and given it to Xi Xiaye!

The tearful Xi Xinyi was stunned as well!

Smug to see Deng Wenwen and Yue Lingsi’s horrified expressions, Xi Xiaye tightened her grip once again and Xi Xinyi let out a few cries. Her face which was pristine and beautiful just moments ago was now swollen. The sharp pain made her lose control of her tears and her makeup was ruined.

“Xiaye, please let go of Xinyi first. We can talk this out. She’s in so much pain now!” Yue Lingsi could feel her heart wrenching as she looked at Xi Xinyi. Whenever she took a step forward, Xi Xiaye pulled Xi Xinyi’s hair harder and the screaming continued.

“If you have something to say, you’d better say it now. Do you think there’d be a better chance to talk to you guys? What did you guys tell my mother? What did you guys talk about!?” She glared at Xi Xinyi with her stormy eyes as she questioned her. Xi Xinyi was in so much pain that she would rather be dead.

Han Yifeng rushed over worriedly. “Xiaye, let go of Xinyi. Can’t we talk about this peacefully? Why do you need to do this?”

Xi Xiaye glanced at Han Yifeng coldly. Her pair of cold, and distant eyes seemed so strange to Han Yifeng. She averted her gaze back to Xi Xinyi. “I don’t care how you played the victim and framed me, but if you guys are going to disturb my mother, we’ll see who meets the maker first. Neither am I afraid of getting my name sullied nor am I afraid of death. Are you not afraid as well?”

Xi Xiaye understood Shen Wenna the most. If these two women did not overstep their boundaries, with her indifferent personality, she would never have called Xi Xiaye!

She tightened her grip again, so the screaming went on. The tears streamed down as Xi Xinyi sobbed, “Sis, I really just went to give her an invitation card. I didn’t mean anything else…”

“Didn’t mean anything else? If that’s the case, why would you mention the 20% share to my mother? Xi Xinyi, aren’t you tired of putting up a mask and playing out this act for the past decade? Do you really want me to gather up evidence to reveal your true self?”

Xi Xiaye put up a mocking smile and stared at Xi Xinyi. “Didn’t you guys get me to sign the document? I wanted to leave you all alone, but the way things are now, I don’t mind fighting until the very end!”

Xi Xinyi’s body trembled and she cried as she looked at Xi Xiaye without saying a thing.