A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1346 - 261: The Bravery Bearer Stirs Up the Snake (Part 1)

"Ready... everything is prepared."

"And the medicine?" Yun Ya asked.

"I’ve already sent someone to decoct it."

Yun Ya nodded, washed his hands first, and slowly wiped them with a clean towel. Yin Suhua had been quite anxious, but seeing Yun Ya’s composed demeanor, she relaxed considerably.

Earlier, it was mentioned that she was Doctor Hua’s junior disciple; the reputation of Doctor Hua was beyond doubt, and although she had never heard of him having a junior disciple, Doctor Hua personally acknowledged it.

Yun Ya walked over, spread out the cloth bag, and glanced at Yin Suhua, "I don’t like to have outsiders present when I administer acupuncture."

In other words, please leave.

Yin Suhua looked worriedly at Su Yu, left reluctantly, turning back every few steps.

Once the room was completely silent, Yun Ya took a deep breath, picked up the silver needle...

Outside the door, Yin Suhua waited anxiously.

Zhuang Xiyue came over to comfort her: "Auntie, don’t worry, Yuyu will be fine."

Yin Suhua held Zhuang Xiyue’s hand tightly, "I hope so."

Yan Song was nowhere to be seen; he reappeared five minutes later, and as he passed by Yan Nangui, he said lightly: "Thanks."

After speaking, he left swiftly under Yan Nangui’s surprised gaze.

Yan Nangui smiled, thinking of the soft, fragrant body of the girl, feeling somewhat restless. He shook his head and turned to leave.

Meng Shujing immediately called for Qiaoyin upon her return; Qiaoyin managed the clothing — she was the only one who had handled these clothes. Could it be that Qiaoyin betrayed her?

"Confess the truth to me, or don’t blame me for being merciless," Meng Shujing said sternly.

Qiaoyin immediately knelt on the ground: "Madam, my loyalty to you is as clear as heaven and earth. How could I possibly betray you? I really don’t know about this matter."

Meng Shujing knew Qiaoyin well; she wouldn’t betray her. Fingering the table lightly, she asked solemnly: "Describe in detail how the clothes went from the store to being worn by me; don’t omit any details."

Qiaoyin nodded immediately, recalling and saying: "I personally went to Hengchun Store at Fuyuan Road to pick up the clothes yesterday afternoon, and they were handed to me directly by the store owner. After returning, I personally handed them to you. You tried it on; it was a good fit, and then you put it in the wardrobe until you wore it this morning. No one else had touched it during this period."

Meng Shujing’s clothes were exclusively custom-made at the Hengchun brand store, a leading domestic high-end women’s wear brand, with designs by many designers catering to high society ladies. The clothes had been ordered a month ago, and after Qiaoyin brought them back, Meng Shujing tried them on before putting them back in the wardrobe, handled solely by her and Qiaoyin. The only possibility was that something happened to the clothes before Qiaoyin received them.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuke had extended her hand so far; truly putting in all her effort.

Meng Shujing’s fingers clutched the edge of the table, icy coldness erupting in her eyes: "Call and ask Hengchun’s manager to come."

"Yes," Qiaoyin rose and immediately went to execute.

"Wait, ensure it’s done secretly, without alerting the snake."

Recalling today’s humiliation made Meng Shujing’s teeth gnash with hatred; she and Lu Yuke had always been at odds, a saying goes, a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are born enemies, and between her and Lu Yuke, it was practically a deep-seated vendetta. Yet they maintained appearances; this time Lu Yuke made a ruthless move, if she lacks benevolence, don’t blame me for lacking righteousness.

At this moment, Yan Nanxiao entered from outside; Meng Shujing still considered his previous suspicious gaze in the main hall, feeling suffocated but holding onto a slice of hope, she stood up and approached him: "Nanxiao, let me explain...."

Before the word "explain" was fully uttered, before the final syllable fell, a slap landed on her face, sending her to one side, crashing into the flower rack behind her, with a porcelain pot shattering on the ground, pieces scattered.

Like her heart at this moment, riddled with holes.

The pain on her face couldn’t compare to the ache in her heart; she covered half her face, staring at the man across her in disbelief: "You actually hit me?"

Though their relationship was average and they occasionally bickered, never once in their twenty years of marriage had Yan Nanxiao hit her.

Meng Shujing was completely stunned.

She didn’t love this man; she married him initially following her family’s arrangement. The status of Yan Family’s eldest daughter-in-law matched her expectations, offering a life of luxury and nobility, and as for who the man was, how he looked, it was unimportant to her. Nonetheless, after twenty-plus years of marriage, giving birth to three daughters for him, managing household affairs, both internally and externally, everyone praised her as virtuous. She did have some feelings for this man amidst mutual support over the years, thinking it wouldn’t be bad to live like this for a lifetime.