Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 667 - 331: Interception

Chapter 667: Chapter 331: Interception

Holding the delicate and exquisite Little Flower Fairy in her hands, Qu Hongling couldn’t stop marveling at it.

The young woman occasionally poked the Little Flower Fairy’s soft, plush belly with her fingers, flicked its wings — thin as cicada’s wings — a couple of times, and tapped its little head playfully. She was thoroughly entertained.

The Little Flower Fairy, being a Demon herself, sensed the similar aura from Qu Hongling and, in turn, behaved affectionately. It planted kisses on her cheek from time to time, clinging onto her tightly.

But this harmonious and heartwarming scene did not sit well with Yelü Miaomiao.

Afraid Qu Hongling might claim her beloved treasure for herself, Yelü Miaomiao quickly snatched it back after letting her play with it for a while, carefully putting the Little Flower Fairy back into the bell and guarding it protectively.

"Cheapskate."

Qu Hongling pouted her red lips.

However, having indulged enough, the young woman didn’t bother to argue. Instead, she brought out other toys she purchased in town and started having fun with Yelü Miaomiao, or simply lay on the floor chatting about random gossip.

As they chatted, the conversation somehow drifted to the women around Jiang Shouzhong.

Thus, Yelü Miaomiao and Qu Hongling began counting on their fingers and analyzing.

For example, which woman had an established relationship with Jiang Shouzhong, which woman was in an ambiguous state with him, and which woman seemed to show potential for development.

For those with established relationships, they decided there was no choice but to put up with it.

At most, they could settle it by relegating them to concubines.

For those in ambiguous states, the two women agreed they needed to be extra vigilant. Any development should be nipped in the bud. If necessary, they wouldn’t hesitate to break up the coupling to avoid adding another competitor for affection.

As for any signs of development, they were resolute in smothering it before it could grow.

After their extensive analysis, they concluded:

Ran Qingchen, Li Nanshuang, Xia He, Qiuye, Mengniang, and Jinxiu would have to be accepted.

Chun Yu and Dong Xue required heightened caution.

As for Jiang Yi and Lengjing, who hadn’t yet established any connection with Jiang Shouzhong, they needed preemptive measures to crush any possibilities.

However, there were a few women about whom neither of them worried in the slightest.

For instance, Dugu Luoxue, Li Guanshi, and Luo Wanqing—these peerlessly beautiful, noble women were far too aloof and dismissive of men. They wouldn’t believe, even in death, that these women would end up sharing a bed with Jiang Shouzhong.

Additionally, Zhang Que’er and Er Liang were also of no concern—they were, after all, just kids.

What would a little brat know about love anyway?

Of course, they had no idea whether Jiang Shouzhong had other women around him. Since the man hadn’t said anything, they couldn’t make careless assumptions and could only try to stay extra cautious.

After mulling over everything for so long, the two women’s expressions grew increasingly sour.

Who would have thought their man’s side would be surrounded by so many stunning women, each with their unique charm?

Fortunately, they noticed early; otherwise, even the Imperial Palace wouldn’t have enough space to accommodate them all.

The sole consolation for the two women was that being held in such high regard by so many exceptional ladies proved that their man was extraordinary indeed.

Yelü Miaomiao, staring at the handwritten list of names, sported a grim expression and grumbled angrily, "If I had known this bastard was such a philanderer, I would’ve become a nun instead of giving him such a bargain. Infuriating!"

Qu Hongling said, "You can still escape from the sea of suffering now."

Yelü Miaomiao smirked coldly, "Why don’t you escape from the sea of suffering, little demoness?"

Qu Hongling let out a sigh, "If I don’t go to Hell, who will? Seeing me unhappy will serve as a warning to other women so they can cherish their happiness and be less susceptible to being deceived by scumbags in the future."

Jiang Shouzhong, listening nearby, broke into a cold sweat.

The man silently thanked his luck that he hadn’t disclosed the situation with Xie to these two.

"Husband, how many sisters do you plan to marry?"

Yelü Miaomiao suddenly leaned closer, draping a hand on Jiang Shouzhong’s shoulder. She smiled sweetly and asked, "Feel free to tell us; we won’t mind."

"Mm-hmm, we won’t mind at all." Qu Hongling nodded energetically.

Not mind?

Jiang Shouzhong’s expression twitched slightly.

Not mind? Then why did you both spend half the day analyzing and even creating defense plans for each woman?

With a deadpan face, Jiang Shouzhong said:

"Actually, having you two is enough. My heart could never hold too many women. But certain emotional debts must be resolved—I’m sure neither of you would want your man to be seen as a heartless cad, right?"

Faced with such a smooth answer, the two women couldn’t help but roll their eyes.

Yelü Miaomiao shifted into a more comfortable sitting position, slipping her tiny foot into Jiang Shouzhong’s lap.

The young woman’s adorable almond-shaped eyes curled into crescent moons as she deliberately pressed her toes against the man’s abdomen, inching closer, while she sweetly said, "Husband, be honest, just how many emotional debts do you owe?"

Seeing her brazen act of seducing the man with her charm—though clearly trying to coax out some secrets—Qu Hongling couldn’t help feeling displeased.

Thus, she, too, casually slipped her little foot into the man’s lap.

Inside the carriage, the two women naturally didn’t need to wear shoes or stockings.

Jiang Shouzhong said with a laugh, "It’s not that much. Anyway, what you already know is enough. Some things can’t be explained clearly in a short time."

The man attempted to stall with vague and noncommittal words.

Yelü Miaomiao sneered, "Why do I feel like you’re very guilty, husband?"

"Guilty? Not at all."

Jiang Shouzhong wouldn’t let himself get caught up in the details with these women.

Grasping the two women’s petite feet, he suddenly let out a curious sound. Looking down at the lotus-like feet in his lap, he clicked his tongue and remarked:

"These feet are truly beautiful. No wonder the ancients said, ’Three-inch golden lotus steps barely shift; jade-like skin and icy bones naturally exude elegance.’ Let me take a closer look and see whose feet are the most beautiful."

Knowing full well that the man was intentionally trying to change the topic, the two women’s competitive spirits were instantly ignited at the mention of comparing their feet. Their desire to interrogate him dissipated completely.