Chapter 428 Dog Eat Dog

Chapter 428: Dogs Biting Dogs

Madam Meng also stepped forward to echo, "Yes, Your Highness, Qing Qing is our daughter. This humble woman and the Marquis have raised her by our side for sixteen years. Everyone present here has witnessed this with their own eyes. She has absolutely no connection whatsoever with this man."

"I failed to discipline the servants properly, which allowed him to escape. This humble woman will have him taken away to sober up at once."

Luo Jingshen's face was tight with tension as he watched Madam Meng call over two more servants to seize Wu Jinxi.

Unexpectedly, before their hands could even touch him, he lunged at Madam Meng, embracing her and smooching her cheek.

"Mwah~"

Everyone: "!!!"

It was so loud and so fast that everyone present was left dumbfounded.

But the real shock was still to come.

Wu Jinxi reached out his grubby hand and gave Madam Meng's butt a slap, saying in a sleazy tone, "My lady, we only just spent the night together in your room last night. You can't have forgotten me that fast, right?"

"You said you were too lonely sleeping by yourself and asked me to keep you company. In bed, you called me 'good brother,' but now that you're out of bed, you have them seize me. Was I not good enough for you last night?"

Madam Meng: "..."

Madam Meng: "!!!"

Her face went pale in shock as she shoved Wu Jinxi away, seething, "How dare you! What the hell are you talking about? When did I ever spend a night with you?"

Wu Jinxi dropped to the ground, looking all hurt. "You're really cold-hearted, my lady. You weren't like this last night."

Madam Meng was about to lose her mind with fury. The crowd's nosy eyes kept darting between her and Wu Jinxi, making her feel like she wanted the ground to swallow her.

Just as she was about to defend herself, Ji Nanchuan stormed over and slapped her hard across the face.

"Bitch, you're really that desperate? To lower yourself to someone like him!"

"I only separated from you for two months, and you couldn't keep your legs closed, running off to find some other man. Do you even have any shame?"

After that incident where Madam Meng killed the Taoist priest Zi Xu, Ji Nanchuan felt like she had turned into a completely different person.

After returning to the Marquis's residence, he immediately made up an excuse to move out of the main courtyard and stopped sharing a room with her.

Ji Nanchuan knew exactly how strong Madam Meng's urges were. That's exactly why he believed what Wu Jinxi said.

Getting slapped in public, Madam Meng was furious and humiliated, tears of injustice streaming down her face.

"Marquis, I swear I didn't betray you. We've been married for over twenty years—don't you trust me even a little?"

"He's deliberately trying to drive us apart, Marquis..."

Before Madam Meng could finish, Wu Jinxi cut in, "I know you've got a heart-shaped red mole on your ass..."

"Shut your mouth!" Madam Meng's eyes were burning with rage, her whole body shaking with anger. She wished she could kill Wu Jinxi on the spot.

But then, something even more shocking happened!

Chen Huaxiu, caught stealing in Ji Qingqing's room, was grabbed by two guards and dragged out.

The moment she reached the front courtyard, she overheard them talking.

Especially when Wu Jinxi said he knew about the heart-shaped red mole on Madam Meng's ass—Chen Huaxiu's blood boiled instantly.

If he hadn't seen it himself, how could he know something so private?

Moreover, last night, Madam Meng had already arranged for the couple to be separated!

She had said that since they were now servants of the Marquis's residence, there must be a distinction between men and women, and they could no longer live together to avoid any improper influence.

Chen Huaxiu hadn't thought much of it at the time, but now her mind was buzzing.

She was furious. A feeling of betrayal and deception washed over her as she recalled how Wu Jinxi's gaze toward Madam Meng had indeed seemed less than innocent.

Even two days ago, when he talked in his sleep, he had called out Madam Meng's name, murmuring things about how beautiful she was.

Thinking of this, Chen Huaxiu felt utterly devastated. Summoning strength she didn't know she had, she shoved and stomped her way free from the two guards' grip and lunged at Madam Meng.

"You shameless vixen! How dare you seduce my husband! I'll kill you!"

She mounted Madam Meng, both hands clamped tightly around her throat. All the resentment she had bottled up inside exploded in that single moment.

Being looked down upon by Madam Meng, being suppressed by her, being ordered around like a servant.

Even when she wanted to see her daughter, Madam Meng would repeatedly obstruct her.

It would be a lie to say Chen Huaxiu didn't hate Madam Meng. She had endured her for far too long, and now she could no longer hold back—it was a full-scale eruption.

Madam Meng's lips were turning purple from the choking, unable to catch her breath. It was only then that Ji Qingqing snapped out of her shock.

She couldn't believe it—how had things come to this?

She had locked Wu Jinxi away, and he escaped.

She had locked Chen Huaxiu away, and she too escaped.

One person escaping from a locked storage room could be coincidence, but two?

If Ji Qingqing still couldn't understand that someone was deliberately sabotaging things, then she had wasted her life!

Her eyes turned icy cold, and a thought flashed through her mind—kill Chen Huaxiu.

And now was the perfect opportunity to do so.

She could easily claim she was trying to save her mother and accidentally killed her, washing her hands of all responsibility.

With that thought, Ji Qingqing swiftly pulled the hairpin from her head and stabbed it toward Chen Huaxiu's neck.

"Let go of my mother at once!"

Chen Huaxiu heard Ji Qingqing's voice and turned around in surprise.

But what did she see?

A sharp, gleaming silver hairpin thrust viciously toward her neck. Chen Huaxiu dodged just in time, and the hairpin missed its vital target, piercing into her shoulder instead.

Blood seeped out, instantly staining her clothes red, and Chen Huaxiu's grip on Madam Meng loosened.

She stared at Ji Qingqing in disbelief, her eyes filled with hurt. "Yueyue, you want to kill me?"

Madam Meng was helped up by two maidservants, clutching her chest and coughing incessantly, yet her gaze at Chen Huaxiu was fierce and venomous.

At this moment, she couldn't care about anything else; there was only one thought in her mind—Chen Huaxiu must die.

Gritting her teeth, Madam Meng's voice was hoarse, "Qing Qing, kill her, kill this lying wench."

"They all want to kill this lady, so you don't need to show them any mercy anymore."

She wanted Wu Jinxi and Chen Huaxiu to witness firsthand what it feels like to be killed by their own biological daughter.

Just thinking about their agony gave her a sick sense of pleasure!

Ji Qingqing eventually took the sword handed over by the guard, her hands trembling as she held it, yet a sorrowful expression appeared on her face.

"Our marquis's household took pity on your family and kindly took you in, but you've repaid us with such ingratitude—one framing my mother for adultery, the other trying to strangle her without even listening to reason. The household can no longer keep you!"

Don't blame me for being ruthless; keep your eyes peeled in your next life!

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