Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 85: Feeling Bad Luck with Just a Touch

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Feeling Bad Luck with Just a Touch

"I don’t know," Fu Xingzhou said, embracing her while trying to suppress the rising desire. "We didn’t come together."

The rest room was neither too big nor too small, equipped with a sofa and a coffee table, and a television hung on the wall that was turned off.

Fu Xingzhou sat down on the sofa, his long legs crossed. "I only know that he doesn’t have any relations with the Yao and Xia families."

Having no connection yet attending the engagement party—no one would believe he wasn’t targeting Meng Tian.

"Can you help me get some information from him, see what he’s really up to?"

Fu Xingzhou glanced at her sideways, a playful smile on his face, "Even if I find out, do you have the ability to stop him?"

"Well, could you persuade him, then? Meng Tian is a forensic pathologist, enforcing the law impartially is her duty; if Jiang Ying doesn’t commit any illegal acts, he won’t be thrown in jail."

"Everyone understands that principle," Fu Xingzhou said, pulling her hand to sit on his lap, "but Tang Jingyao doesn’t—or, more precisely, doesn’t want to."

Seeing her frown, Fu Xingzhou raised his hand and gently rubbed her forehead. "If Jiang Ying were you, I too wouldn’t let anyone who hurt you get away, whether you were right or wrong."

Ye Yan stared at him for a long while, feeling a warm current slowly flowing through her chest.

"I can’t intervene in Tang Jingyao and Meng Tian’s grudges," Fu Xingzhou’s hand massaged her tender neck idly, "let nature take its course."

"Has Tang Jingyao ever killed someone?" Ye Yan asked seriously, her eyes clear and distinct.

"Do you think... I’ve killed someone?" Fu Xingzhou suddenly lifted her chin, his breath coming close, his deep gaze seeming to see through her thoughts.

Ye Yan thought of the time when that fugitive was beaten to a terrible state, his life hanging by a mere thread.

For someone like Fu Xingzhou, even if he were responsible for a death, there would be plenty of others to take the fall for him. He could make everything look clean, or use others’ hands; in short, his own hands would certainly not be stained with blood.

"If you had, would you be afraid of me?"

Ye Yan shook her head.

"Fool," Fu Xingzhou laughed, "people like us are never clean."

"Would Tang Jingyao force Meng Tian to pay with her life?" That was what Ye Yan was most worried about.

Fu Xingzhou raised an eyebrow, "You think too highly of his mercy."

Taking a life, after all, is the most basic form of revenge.

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Meng Tian hadn’t hidden for long before Mrs. Meng’s phone call summoned her out.

She looked around but didn’t see Tang Jingyao anywhere.

With Tang Jingyao’s status, he certainly wouldn’t be squeezing in with the crowd in the hall.

Meng Tian patted her chest.

"Saw a ghost, are you that scared?" Mrs. Meng asked, puzzled.

Her daughter had always been fearless, which was why she chose forensic pathology in the first place. Mr. Meng and she had strongly opposed the choice of this profession—what respectable young lady spends her days dealing with corpses, and it wasn’t as though the Meng family couldn’t provide for her.

But the child was stubborn. Once she made up her mind, not even nine bulls could pull her back.

"Worse than ghosts," Meng Tian shuddered as she thought of Tang Jingyao’s charming smile.

"Where’s Ah Yan?" Mrs. Meng looked around but didn’t see Ye Yan.

When Meng Tian was hiding on the second floor, she vaguely saw a figure that looked very much like Fu Xingzhou.

Had Fu Xingzhou come looking for Ye Yan?

The banquet hall was quiet, evidently his arrival was unknown to others; the Gambling King just wanted to see his wife, that was all.

"She might have gone to the restroom," Meng Tian casually prevaricated.

No sooner had the words left her mouth than Ye Yan appeared.

Meng Tian looked at her up and down curiously for a while.

"What are you looking at, what’s wrong?" Ye Yan didn’t understand and quickly checked her clothes, convinced that she had dressed very neatly when she left home; there definitely shouldn’t have been any oversights.

Meng Tian moved closer to her ear, filled with meaning, "Is your Mr. Fu always this quick?"

Realizing what she was implying, Ye Yan’s face flushed red, "Auntie is here, don’t talk nonsense."

Meng Tian smiled ambiguously, "What’s the normal speed for your Mr. Fu? Do you measure it by minutes or hours?"

"We didn’t do anything," Ye Yan glared at her.

"Do you believe it, because I certainly don’t."

Mr. Fu had just arrived in Macau from Hong Kong and rushed to see his beloved wife; if they did nothing, that would definitely be abnormal.

The touching and kissing are unavoidable, but whether they did anything else is unknown.

"What are you two sisters whispering about?" Mrs. Meng looked over, puzzled.

Before there was a chance to answer, an incisive voice interrupted.

"Miss Meng really knows her crafts, even managing to completely charm Mrs. Meng."

Meng Tian turned her head and saw the Xia Mengyao and Yao Huan mother-daughter duo, who had come to seek retribution, followed by a pale-faced Pei Ye.

Pei Ye looked at Meng Tian with disgust, cursing her inwardly for meddling.

If not for her constant flattering and sucking up to Mrs. Meng, he wouldn’t have been dragged here to muddle through this mess when there were so many people awaiting his networking at the party. He couldn’t afford to waste his time on such trifling matters.

She truly was a jinx. How could he have been so blind to date her in the first place?

Now he felt like he was smeared with excrement and couldn’t shake it off.

Mrs. Meng blinked her eyes but said nothing, simply picking up her glass and sipping her drink, observing with a cold eye.

Meng Tian looked at the Xia Family mother and daughter, fuming in anger, and her cowardly ex-boyfriend.

Her mother was right; she indeed had been blind, and for several years at that.

In the past, it was she who had pursued Pei Ye. Back then, he was the president of the student council, sunny and handsome with excellent academic performance, possessing a very good reputation among teachers and students.

He had provided tutoring and frequently followed the hospital to remote areas for volunteer medical services.

In Meng Tian’s eyes, he was so perfect.

School love was always naive and beautiful, untouched and unspoiled. Meng Tian discovered another side of Pei Ye during the competition for employment.

There was only one job offer from the hospital, and Pei Ye wasn’t the most favored candidate.

However, during the interviews, another student was suddenly involved in a car accident, and Pei Ye was subsequently given the job.

Meng Tian had seen Pei Ye handing cash to someone privately, but at the time, she did not connect the car accident with Pei Ye.

After starting work, both of them became very busy, with increasingly rare occasions to meet.

Pei Ye’s utilitarian pursuit and his unscrupulous ways for climbing the career ladder became unacceptable to Meng Tian.

Eventually, Meng Tian caught Pei Ye and the daughter of Dean Xia in a heated kiss in the office, with half their clothes off.

They broke up after that.

"Pei Ye, now tell Mrs. Meng clearly; what kind of person is your ex-girlfriend exactly?" Xia Mengyao pushed Pei Ye forward.

Mrs. Meng’s dark eyes fixated on Pei Ye.

For some reason, Pei Ye felt somewhat guilty under that gaze, thinking it must be the pressure exerted by those who are high in status.

"Meng Tian," Pei Ye stated formally, "We have already broken up, so please stop following me around shamelessly, okay? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re after. You just want to sabotage Yaoyao’s and my engagement party. Let me tell you the truth; even if I’m not with Yaoyao, I won’t be with you. A woman who deals with dead bodies every day, I feel unlucky even touching you."

Slap!

Pei Ye’s face felt a sharp pain as he received a solid slap.

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