The KTV room was filled with flickering lights.
The moment I pushed the door open, the noise abruptly ceased.
Dozens of eyes were fixed on me.
The air was thick with the smell of alcohol mixed with cheap perfume, making me feel nauseous.
Cheng He’s brother was the first to react.
He smirked and said disdainfully, “Oh, isn’t this Miss Tang?”
“Cheng He, your wife is here looking for you again.”
“Hahaha, this is hilarious. She wouldn’t survive without you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the room erupted in laughter.
I glanced over at Cheng He, who was lounging on the sofa.
He lazily lifted his eyelids and sneered, “Jia Hui, I told you, you can’t survive without me.”
“Be a good girl and listen; I’ll give you a chance to continue being Mrs. Cheng.”
In my previous life, he had used this excuse to trick me into marrying him.
After the wedding, he deliberately made me take the blame for his brother Cheng Ziming’s troubles to gain access to the Cheng Family’s secrets.
While pretending to be jealous to provoke me, he pushed me into a pit of fire.
Now, seeing his smug face, I felt nothing but disgust.
I curved my red lips slightly and said, “Che Cheng, I’ve fallen in love with Zi Ming.”
“What did you say?”
“You’ve fallen for my brother?”
Cheng He dropped the wine glass he was holding onto the floor.
He was first taken aback, then burst into hearty laughter.
“Tang Jiahui, you truly are the number one drama queen of the Jing Circle.”
“Hahaha… Tang Jiahui is at it again with her new tricks.”
“Cheng He, you should be more careful. Don’t let your own wife play you like a fool.”
“After all this, can’t you see what’s going on?”
Their mocking voices filled my ears.
I frowned in disgust.
In my previous life, I had turned against everyone for Cheng He.
They called me a drama queen, and I endured it all.
As long as Cheng He was happy, that was all that mattered.
But what was the result?
He indulged Zhu Fei in humiliating me, even pushing her dirty deeds onto me!
“Zi Ming is more considerate and gentle than you, and he’s more capable too.” I deliberately poked at the wound. “He is the most powerful figure in the Jing Circle.”
“And I like him, it’s that simple.”
Cheng He suddenly stood up and walked toward me step by step.
He lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Tang Jiahui, without me, do you think you could have survived until now?”
“Do you really think my brother would like you?”
“You can play your little game of feigned indifference with me, but why involve yourself so deeply?”
“What kind of woman would anyone like if she’s like you?”
I pulled away from his grip. “What kind of woman am I?”
He smirked. “You don’t know how to charm people and you have a terrible temper.”
“Tang Jiahui, I advise you to stop this nonsense. Everything you’ve done is voluntary.”
“If you dare to throw a tantrum—”
He let out a cold laugh, the threat in his eyes unmistakable.
In my previous life, I had unconditional trust in him.
Even when everyone said he was using me, I firmly believed he wasn’t that kind of person.
Looking back now, I can't understand why I was so foolish.
At that moment, his phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, hesitated for a moment, and then answered, "What is it?"
A familiar female voice came through the line, "Che Cheng, are you still mad at me?"
"Don't be angry anymore."
It was Zhu Fei!
My best friend from my previous life!
She had long been with Cheng He.
Cheng He married me just to use me!
Now that I think about it, it's all blood and regret!
Zhu Fei proudly told me, "If it weren't for you, Che Cheng and I would have been married long ago!"
In the KTV room, the figures of men and women entangled under the glaring lights appeared particularly dazzling.
I stood in a dim corner, waiting for Cheng He to arrive.
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