Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 406 - 205: Jing Zhimei’s Self-inflicted Troubles (Six Updates)

Chapter 406: Chapter 205: Jing Zhimei’s Self-inflicted Troubles (Six Updates)

After Mo Yunchen spoke, Jiang Qingtian felt as if all his strength had been drained away. He knew Mo Yunchen was right, but he just couldn’t accept it.

Jiang Qingtian looked at Qin Qin beside him, silent. Her beautiful face was captivating and exquisite, making it impossible for him to look away.

Mo Yunchen blocked Jiang Qingtian’s line of sight, and his phoenix eyes sent a warning look his way, "From now on, Qinqin is your aunt by marriage, mind your attitude."

Aunt by marriage?! A sharp pain clutched at Jiang Qingtian’s heart, his face twisted in agony.

"Yes!"

After responding, Jiang Qingtian made an excuse to leave. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would lose control.

Unable to resist looking back, he saw his uncle Mo Yunchen affectionately kissing Qin Qin’s forehead, and Qin Qin looking up at him with a coquettish smile.

So their relationship was this good—he didn’t even have the right to get close.

Jiang Qingtian’s expression was one of defeat and disarray as he quickened his pace to leave Mo Yunchen’s villa.

"Okay, are you satisfied now?" Qin Qin pushed Mo Yunchen away, aware that his actions had been intentional.

"Yes, I am satisfied!" Mo Yunchen embraced Qin Qin, smoothing her black hair, "Let’s go, I’ll take you out for a proper stroll."

"Mhm!"

In Jing Zhimei’s room, the sound of flowing water came from the bathroom.

All night, all day, she didn’t know how many times she had showered, trying to rid herself of the revulsion covering her. She kept scrubbing herself harshly with her hands, not stopping even when her skin turned white and wrinkled.

"Miss Zhiyue, Miss Zhiyue, would you like to have lunch?" a servant asked respectfully from outside the door.

Jing Zhimei came out wearing a nightgown, dripping wet and glaring at the door with a hoarse voice, "No need, I am not hungry."

The servant outside hesitated, glancing at another servant and shaking their head. Since Miss Zhiyue came back last night, something was off. She hadn’t come down for breakfast, and now it was noon, and she still hadn’t eaten.

Footsteps in high heels stopped at the door, and the two servants turned and bowed slightly to the newcomer, saying, "Miss Zhilei."

Jing Zhilei curled her lips into a cold smile, "She hasn’t come out for meals today?"

There had been an incident yesterday, so she hadn’t attended Old Master Mo’s banquet, but this morning she heard plenty of interesting news and was delightedly returned from outside.

Recently, Jing Pharmaceutical Group’s reputation had suffered, losing many clients to the up-and-coming Heavenly Medicine Group. Out of curiosity, she tried the medicine produced by Heavenly Medicine Group and had to admit that their medicine was far better than Jing Pharmaceutical Group’s.

And lately, Jing Zhimei had become a popular topic of conversation in Jingdu City. Before, everyone talked about how capable and competent the Jing family’s daughter Zhiyue was, but now they talked about how the same Jing family’s daughter Zhiyue was overrated, having been defeated at Top-Grade Heavenly Fragrance by an unknown girl, unable even to cure a simple pain.

After yesterday, there was more frenzied gossip today. Only this morning did she find out that last night Jing Zhimei was apparently mixing with Mo Haoxuan of the Mo Family, and they had been caught in the act.

Hmph, saying they were already boyfriend and girlfriend? Didn’t she know? All those who were in the know were well aware!

At the thought of this, Jing Zhilei scoffed coldly, her fists clenched in the dark, a thrill of excitement rising in her heart.

All these years, both daughters of the Jing Family, she had been suppressed by Jing Zhiyue to the bottom. Outsiders did nothing but praise Jing Zhiyue. Who even knew of her, Jing Zhilei? People would only want to curry favor with Jing Zhiyue, and even when chatting with her, the conversation would turn to Jing Zhiyue, filling her with rage and resentment. Over time, she forgot that Jing Zhiyue was her own cousin; instead, she saw her as an adversary, an enemy. Seeing Jing Zhiyue in distress made her very happy.

Inside Jing Zhiyue’s room, Jing Zhiyue looked at her own reflection in the mirror, her body bruised and battered, her expression dark. She picked up a bottle of toner and threw it at the mirror; she didn’t want to see herself in such a sorry state, so unattractive.

It was all Mo Yunchen, all Qin Qin, all Mo Haoxuan, all of them, all of them. One day, she would repay them, double the pain they had caused her.

"Why can’t you just love me, why?" She had loved him for so many years, and yet he’d pushed her onto someone else, causing her such pain and humiliation, all witnessed by so many people. Who could understand such agony?

"Jing Zhiyue, why are you hiding in your room, wallowing in sadness? You really do the Jing Family proud, don’t you? So many people saw you in a tryst with Mo Haoxuan," Jing Zhilei said mockingly as she opened Jing Zhiyue’s room, walking in with her arms crossed.

Jing Zhiyue turned her head, her face sullen and icy, her beautiful eyes filled with a gloomy, bloodthirsty intent, startling Jing Zhilei.

In the past, Jing Zhiyue would get angry with her, but never with such a terrifying gaze, causing Jing Zhilei to recoil, yet she knew Jing Zhiyue didn’t dare kill her.

"What’s the use of glowering at me? Do you think this matter is over? You have brought shame upon our Jing Family’s name."

Jing Zhilei stopped in her tracks, not daring to approach Jing Zhiyue.

"Shut up!" Jing Zhiyue roared hoarsely at Jing Zhilei.

"You dare tell me to shut up? Do you think others will stop talking if I do? This morning, the whole high society was talking about your affair with Mo Haoxuan at the Mo Residence," Jing Zhilei taunted.

With Jing Zhilei’s words, Jing Zhiyue quickly rose from her seat and closed in on Jing Zhilei.

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do, Jing Zhiyue? You wouldn’t dare!"

As Jing Zhiyue approached with that terrifying look, Jing Zhilei felt the horror of Jing Zhiyue for the first time.

"Everyone is talking about me? They’re all discussing me – a bunch of sluts, what right do they have to talk about me?" Jing Zhiyue grabbed Jing Zhilei’s chin, forcing her to look up, and yelled with a hint of madness.

Recently, she had already been at the pinnacle of controversy, and now, after this incident, Jing Zhiyue’s carefully maintained image was thoroughly shattered. She was filled with hate, resentment, and an unwillingness to accept this fate.

"Let... let go of me."

Jing Zhilei swung away Jing Zhiyue’s hand and staggered backward, "Jing Zhiyue, you’re just a madwoman. Are you the only one allowed to do as you please, but no one’s allowed to speak of it? If it weren’t for my uncle paying off all the media in Jingdu City, maybe today’s top news headlines would be about you, Jing Zhiyue."

Having said her piece, Jing Zhilei didn’t stay any longer. Today’s Jing Zhiyue was clearly not herself, and Jing Zhilei feared she might actually kill her. Now that she had provoked Jing Zhiyue enough, it was time to leave quickly.

Once Jing Zhilei had left, Jing Zhiyue roared in fury, "Sluts, they’re all sluts, a bunch of sluts."

After venting, Jing Zhiyue collapsed on the edge of her bed and picked up the phone, dialing Mo Haoxuan’s number.

She had to seek retribution from those responsible for all this – it was all Qin Qin, that wretched woman who had seduced Mo Yunchen, causing him to treat her this way, leading her to the state she was in today.