Huang Ying softly walked over to the table that Ruan Qishan was practicing calligraphy at, a confident and warm smile on her face. However, she didn’t know that the foundation on her face was too thick, and her smile made the places that were caked with powder exceptionally obvious, especially at the corners of her eyes and her smile lines where a couple of lines had appeared.
And because she was wearing too much lipstick, and there were problems with her application technique, she had lipstick on her teeth. Therefore, every time Huang Ying smiled, she would show the lipstick on her teeth.
Those things, in combination with her unsuitable pink dress and her harsh and waxy yellow face, made Huang Ying look exceptionally strange.
She looked like the child-eating monster that seniors would tell children scary stories about.
Ruan Qishan took a deep breath. “Cousin’s wife, if you have something to say, then say it. Don’t be polite with me.”
“I’m fine,” Huang Ying said, pinching her neck. “Qishan, do you remember what you said to me back when we were dating?”
How could Ruan Qishan remember something that had happened such a long time ago? Also, he said many things at that time, so how would he know which one Huang Ying was referring to?
Most importantly, thinking about the way Huang Ying looked right now, Ruan Qishan didn’t want to remember his past with her!
Upon seeing that Ruan Qishan couldn’t remember it, Huang Ying pursed her lips and smiled. “Did you forget? In the past, you said that you liked it best when I wore pink.”
As she spoke, Huang Ying slowly twirled around. “What do you think? Although it isn’t pink, don’t you think that pale pink also looks good on me?”
Ruan Qishan pulled his mouth at his mouth stiffly. “Cousin’s wife, whatever makes you happy.”
“What do you mean, whatever makes me happy? Are you happy, Qishan?” Huang Ying looked at Ruan Qishan with a burning gaze. “I dressed up today for you. Everyone says that a woman will doll herself up for the one she loves. Today, I dolled myself up for you.”
Upon hearing that Huang Ying’s words were getting stranger and the more she spoke, the further it got from the relationship of an uncle and sister in law, Ruan Qishan’s expression suddenly became stern. “Cousin’s wife, please be dignified!”
Huang Ying ignored Ruan Qishan’s stern request. “Qishan, do you remember that when we were dating, you loved to hold my hand and walk under the cherry blossoms with me. At that time, you said that the cherry blossom’s color was very suitable for me.” As she spoke, Huang Ying adjusted her dress. “Look, isn’t the color of this dress very similar to the color of cherry blossoms? I remember everything that you said. Although I married Xu Cheng’s father, I never forgot about you in my heart. I believe that you also haven’t forgotten about me! Am I right?”
Huang Ying looked solemnly at Ruan Qishan and continued, “We still have many beautiful memories between us. I believe that if your mother hadn’t prevented us from being together, then right now, we would definitely be happy. I’m not like Wang Yazhi, who doesn’t know anything. I’m smart and earnest. I have scholarly knowledge and wisdom. I will be a good wife and can help you resolve difficult problems and leave your worries behind. Unfortunately, destiny makes fools of people… However, Qishan, right now, it isn’t too late. The unseen world of spirits and the heavens still care about us. He knows that we are in love and therefore, brought me here…”
“Cousin’s wife!” Ruan Qishan shouted. He could no longer endure it and he looked at Huang Ying sternly. “You and I both have our own respective families and kids. Therefore, don’t speak of the past so that we can avoid unnecessary misunderstandings! I don’t care about most people, but I don’t want my wife, Wang Yazhi, to be hurt. Therefore, it is best that you watch your words and actions!”
