Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 646 - 321 Luoxue’s Doubt_2

Chapter 646: Chapter 321 Luoxue’s Doubt_2

"Really?"

"Really!"

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

Before the man could continue questioning, the girl looked at him directly and said, "I won’t regret it! I will never regret it! Never! Never! Never..."

The girl’s speech was like a machine gun, repeating the word "forever" countless times.

Her voice became increasingly choked.

Jiang Shouzhong silently watched the young princess venting her grievances, his gaze tender.

He raised his hand wanting to wipe the tears from her face, but the girl swatted it away.

Yelü Miaomiao hastily wiped her tears with the back of her hand, choking up, "Jiang! I must be the main wife, they can only be concubines, otherwise I’ll make you suffer for a lifetime! Did you hear that!"

She slightly tilted her chin, attempting to maintain her pride.

As a princess, she couldn’t settle for being secondary.

Jiang Shouzhong tenderly stroked the girl’s hair, smiling gently:

"I heard you, I won’t let you be a concubine, in my heart, there’s no such thing as a concubine. You are my one and only Miaomiao, no one else can replace you."

The man’s words were somewhat evasive.

"I hate you!"

Yelü Miaomiao suddenly pushed Jiang Shouzhong to the ground.

But the next moment, she threw herself onto him and hugged him tightly, sobbing, "Jiang Mo, why do you have to be so annoying, why did I fall for you, you bastard! I regret it, wuwu..."

The proud girl eventually compromised.

She hated this man, disliked this man. Yet, she truly loved him very much.

Hate, the extreme of passion. Love, the direction of the heart.

To love but not to have, to hate without cause, in the end, it’s merely a moment’s compromise or letting go.

Jiang Shouzhong held the girl’s slender body, gently patting her back, murmuring: "You have a lifetime to hate me, and I have a lifetime to make you like me."

——

When Jiang Shouzhong and Yelü Miaomiao emerged from the cave, they found Qu Hongling leaning against a stone wall, her eyes slightly closed, seemingly asleep.

Looking at the girl’s lonely figure, Jiang Shouzhong’s heart was filled with regret.

Truth be told, he had contemplated keeping Qu Hongling with him earlier, but feared upsetting Yelü Miaomiao, and ultimately let her leave. Of course, this was also a form of "confession."

What to confess?

To confess his current attitude towards love to Qu Hongling.

Although his resentment towards Qu Hongling had faded, he could no longer love this girl with the same wholehearted, unadulterated affection he had back in Anhe Village.

He had changed.

Yelü Miaomiao, Ran Qingchen, Li Nanshuang, Qiu Ye and Xia He... he wanted them all.

There was nothing to be conflicted about.

As for whether you, Hong’er, agree or not, it’s no longer important.

If you, Qu Hongling, are unwilling to share a husband or serve him with others, then I, Jiang Shouzhong, can only... try my best to please you in bed.

After absorbing the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor and even the magma lake, his "Divine Artifact" became even more formidable, particularly enveloped with an indescribable burning sensation.

A heat from within.

Even the Spiritual Liquid ultimately released was intensely hot.

This time, he truly wasn’t afraid of coming out soft.

"Hmph, keep pretending."

Yelü Miaomiao looked at Qu Hongling, who was feigning sleep, and scoffed, "Someone is really hypocritical, going on about how amazing their man is, not getting out of bed for a month."

Qu Hongling, who couldn’t keep up the act, glared at Yelü Miaomiao with a flushed face: "Aren’t you bragging too?"

Her gaze flitted to Jiang Shouzhong, her nose twitching with grievance, then she turned away and said, "Since you’re done, I won’t disturb you anymore, I’m superfluous anyway."

The girl slowly shuffled her feet.

The underlying message was clear: Jiang, hurry up and pamper me.

Yelü Miaomiao laughed, "Safe journey, no need to see you out."

"You—"

Qu Hongling glared furiously at Princess Yanrong, her delicate body trembling.

Too much!

To take my man and then drive me away?

Then I just won’t leave!

Qu Hongling stopped in her tracks, ran back, and grabbed Jiang Shouzhong’s arm, tugging, "He’s my man, why should I leave, you’re the one who should go, I’m his first official wife!"

"Hehe, so you know you’re just the first one," Yelü Miaomiao said sarcastically. "I heard from the husband that you ran off with a divorce letter in hand."

Qu Hongling choked, retorting loudly:

"But that doesn’t change the fact that I was his first woman."

"So what? Jiang Mo was my first man," Yelü Miaomiao rolled her eyes. "And let me make it clear, I am the main wife, you’re the concubine."

"You’re the concubine!"

"You’re the smaller one!"

"..."

The two women started arguing.

Who would have thought that the friends who seemed as close as sisters before would now be like arch-enemies at first sight?

And Jiang Shouzhong, stuck in the middle, couldn’t get a word in.

After a while, the arguing women were a bit out of breath, each hugging one of Jiang Shouzhong’s arms, neither willing to let go, their eyes full of hostility toward each other.

At that moment, Yelü Miaomiao suddenly thought of something and said to Jiang Shouzhong: "Husband, let’s go look for Ran Qingchen first, with some luck, we might find her."

"Ran?"

Qu Hongling was somewhat puzzled.

Jiang Shouzhong explained to her: "Miaomiao came across Qingchen before and saved her." He briefly recounted the events told to him by Yelü Miaomiao.

After listening, Qu Hongling was full of regret.

If she hadn’t been injured back then and had stayed with Yelü Miaomiao, perhaps she could have met her sworn sister.

Yelü Miaomiao then said with her signature sarcasm:

"I heard that someone rushed to someone else’s wedding to snatch their man, that’s truly deep love. I must say, I’m impressed, very impressive. It’s a pity for that Miss from the Ran Family, she became a joke."