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Chapter 732: I Have More Morals and a Better Conscience Than You
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Rong Linyi’s gaze slowly hesitated.
Jiang Chengxi’s craziness and nervousness were definitely not fake.
That piece of cross-stitch probably did exist.
Then... Zheng Zheng.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas this Su Yanyun’s real name, or was it another girl?
He forced himself to suppress his excitement at discovering the “truth.”
He hoped more than anyone that Su Yanyun was that girl in the past, but if she wasn’t... he couldn’t possibly accept another “white moonlight”.
The cross-stitch disappeared...
He couldn’t find it anywhere.
When Rong Linyi left, Jiang Chengxi was completely crazy. He smashed everything he could grab onto the ground.
“Have you been considering my offer?” Du Mengmeng and Su Yanyun left the hospital together and walked to a street away to buy some pastries. That was specified by Queen Rong. She said that she was lonely now and had to use some high quality food to fill her empty heart.
“Actually, I’m more curious.” Su Yanyun was on alert due to Sister Rong’s words about Du Mengmeng being a female liar. “How did you know who the baby in my stomach belongs to? Logically speaking, we didn’t know each other in the past, and you have no evidence.”
“I think it’s understandable that you’re doubting me. But I have to remind you that I never sell fake goods.” Du Mengmeng picked up the pastry and hooked her other arm around Su Yanyun’s. “I offered the price of 20 million dollars because this news is worth it. You’re the boss of whatever the Jiang family does, right? The hotel you went to back then was under the Jiang family.”
Su Yanyun’s heart pounded rapidly.
Her intuition told her that Du Mengmeng wasn’t lying to her.
“But... 20 million...” Where was she going to find that sum of money? It wouldn’t even be enough even if she sold the babies in her stomach.
“Don’t tell me you don’t even have 20 million dollars?” Du Mengmeng hoped that her eyes would stay calm and not show disdain. “As the Rong family’s Madam Yi, if you don’t even have this bit of money, how are you getting on with life?”
Su Yanyun said, “This... this...”
She did feel a little ashamed.
“Even if Young Master Yi doesn’t give it to you, you still have the Su Corporation, right? You can easily sell some shares for this amount, right?” Du Mengmeng suggested a bad idea. “Madam Yi, you should learn from me. I’m just Jiang Chengxi’s little assistant who hasn’t even handed over my body to anyone. You know that I’m only his accomplice... What I mean is, do you know how much I earn just by working for him?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSu Yanyun didn’t want to know how much Du Mengmeng had earned.
She looked at Du Mengmeng eagerly. “Maybe it’s because I have a better conscience and more integrity than you?”
Du Mengmeng was speechless.
The two of them were silent.
Suddenly, something flew over and smashed into pieces in front of Su Yanyun and Du Mengmeng.
“Su Yanyun, you murderer!” An old voice bellowed. “Return my daughter’s life!”
Du Mengmeng covered her nose with one hand and retreated with Su Yanyun.
What smashed in front of them was clearly a bag of garbage. At this time, it scattered in all directions. Even though the weather was cold and thus the garbage didn’t have much of a strange smell, just looking at it was enough.
She looked at the old man who pounced over with his claws bared.
Du Mengmeng asked Su Yanyun in a flat voice, “You killed someone?”
“Of course not!” Su Yanyun immediately denied. Du Mengmeng, what’s with your expectant tone?