I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

Jiang Yao then pulled Xing Shu away and left. After entering the elevator, she suddenly touched her chin and asked Xing Shu, “Have you slept with Cheng Xingyang?” Xing Shu and Cheng Xingyang had been engaged for many years and were both adults. Although Cheng Xingyang was a scumbag, he was not bad-looking.

Xing Shu asked, “Would you believe me if I said no?” Her tone was indifferent.

She was already prepared to be mocked by Jiang Yao, but Jiang Yao replied, “Yes.” She put the credit card Cheng Lang gave her into her bag with a serious expression and said, “You don’t love Cheng Xingyang, and he doesn’t have what it takes to make you give yourself to him. You got together with my uncle because there’s only one man like him in the city. Any woman who has bedded him will feel like she has hit the jackpot.”

Xing Shu was curious. “How do you know that I haven’t known Cheng Xingyang in the biblical sense before?”

Jiang Yao said, “Because of the way you look at Cheng Xingyang. It’s not like I haven’t seen you and Cheng Xingyang together before. You can’t hide the look in your eyes when you like someone. You’re good to Cheng Xingyang because he’s your fiancé, that’s all.”

Jiang Yao looked happy-go-lucky, but she was very perceptive.

The elevator went straight to the underground parking lot. Jiang Yao had changed her car again—to a very flashy red convertible. Xing Shu sat in the front passenger seat. As soon as she put on her seatbelt, Jiang Yao handed her a candy. Xing Shu thanked her. She remembered that it was Jiang Yao’s birthday today and she had not prepared a birthday gift for her. Jiang Yao waved her hand indifferently. “It’s fine. There’s no need to prepare any in the future either. My birth is not a glorious thing. My mother wishes that I was never born. Other than Young Uncle, no one has ever given me a birthday gift.”

Jiang Yao said it casually and started the car. Xing Shu did not ask further. She did not want to delve into the so-called secrets of the wealthy. The car stopped at Sunset Bar. The valet’s eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Yao. “Hello, Miss Jiang.”

Jiang Yao took out a thick wad of cash from her bag and stuffed it into the valet’s clothes. She had always been generous with her tips, and the valets at Sunset Bar liked her very much. The valet chatted happily with Jiang Yao before parking the car with a smile. Xing Shu stood beside Jiang Yao the entire time. When she saw the person not far away, she frowned. It was Liu Chun, and she was accompanied by several socialites.

Xing Shu’s position was very conspicuous. It was mainly because Jiang Yao was not a low-key person. The moment she arrived, she dragged Xing Shu to the center. As soon as Liu Chun saw Xing Shu, she immediately pursed her lips and said mockingly, “Oh, I was wondering who it is. I heard that the Cheng family is going to annul your engagement? Shouldn’t you be bawling your eyes out at home? You’re still out and about and in the mood for drinks?”

The photographs of Xing Shu and Jin MO had already spread throughout the Beijing upper-class circle. Everyone knew that she had made Cheng Xingyang a cuckold and loved such scandals of a wealthy family. They jumped at the chance to deride her in person. “Haha, so this is Xing Shu? The one who had a meal with Jin MO?”

“You’re engaged to Cheng Xingyang, yet you’re still fooling around outside. How shameless.”

“Well… Birds of a feather flock together. She hangs out with Jiang Yao… So, she can’t possibly be decent.”

Not only did these people diss Xing Shu, but they also dragged Jiang Yao in. Jiang Yao instantly saw red and slapped Liu Chun. “Are you nuts? We’re here for a drink. Why are you yakking in my face? Do you think you’re some kind of angels?”

The crisp sound of the slap interrupted their derision. Liu Chun covered her face in disbelief. She did not expect Jiang Yao to be so unreasonable. She was not the one who said it. Why did she slap her?

Liu Chun’s chest heaved violently in indignation. When she saw Xing Shu—who was watching the show—she suddenly found an outlet to vent her anger. “Xing Shu, what are you looking at? Are you very happy to have your engagement annulled?” She could not afford to provoke Jiang Yao, but she still berated Xing Shu without a care.

Xing Shu smiled. “Annulled? Xing Linlin told you? If someone like me—who has an official engagement—is mocked for annulling the engagement because of a cheating fiancé, then what about Xing Linlin? She slept with Cheng Xingyang and became a mistress to an engaged man. Shouldn’t she be put to death?”

Xing Shu’s words drew their ire. How could Xing Linlin be a mistress?!

Liu Chun sneered, “There’s proof—photos—of you having a meal with Jin Mo. Moreover, Cheng Xingyang has already admitted that you’re very unbecoming.

How dare you spread rumors about Xing Linlin now? You’re really shameless..”