amaotonovel Chapter 189 I'm Not Angry
Chapter 189 I'm Not Angry
"Sister Xiaoji..." Wu Xingyao, standing beside her, spoke timidly, breaking her thoughts.
Bai Xiaoji snapped out of her daze, glanced at her "best friend" who was completely under Ning Xiuyang's thumb, and felt a surge of anger rising within her.
Without saying a word, she opened the car door and got out, then took out large and small shopping bags from the trunk.
"What are you all standing there for? Grab your things and come upstairs!"
Her tone remained sharp.
Wu Xingyao didn't dare to argue, and hurriedly got off the bus as well, frantically helping to carry the things.
The two of them walked into Bai Xiaoji's new home, one after the other.
Back in her brand-new house, Bai Xiaoji threw the shopping bags on the ground and rushed into the bathroom.
Hot water gushed from the showerhead, washing over her tired body, but it couldn't wash away the restlessness and turmoil in her heart.
Wu Xingyao, like a diligent little bee, quietly put all the purchased items back in their place, tidying up the new home in an orderly manner.
When Bai Xiaoji came out after taking a shower, Wu Xingyao had already laid out the new bed sheets and duvet cover for her.
"Sister Xiaoji, I've made your bed. Come and sleep now," Wu Xingyao said ingratiatingly.
Bai Xiaoji glanced at her, said nothing, and walked straight to the bedside to sit down.
Wu Xingyao also finished washing up and then carefully climbed onto the other side of the bed.
The two lay on the brand-new bed, sharing the same blanket, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.
Inside the room, only the faint, pervasive noise of the city outside the window could be heard.
After a long while, Bai Xiaoji finally couldn't hold back any longer.
She turned over to face Wu Xingyao, and in the darkness, asked, word by word:
"Yaoyao, tell me the truth."
"How much wealth does Ning Xiuyang actually have now?"
"And...how many women does he actually have?"
Her voice, in the quiet night, sounded exceptionally clear and cold, especially the last sentence, which was filled with deep bitterness and anger.
Wu Xingyao's body froze instantly.
She knew that the "main event" for tonight had finally arrived.
This was also the most important task Ning Xiuyang had given her.
She remained silent for a moment in the darkness, as if organizing her thoughts, before hesitantly speaking in a very uncertain tone, "Sister Xiaoji, I... I told you... could you please stop being angry with Brother Yang?"
"You speak," Bai Xiaoji said, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Wu Xingyao swallowed hard and said softly, "I don't know how many properties he owns... but anyway... he's quite wealthy."
"Not long ago, he even transferred 50,000 yuan to me as pocket money..."
Her words, seemingly a boast, were actually intended to further provoke Bai Xiaoji.
Sure enough, Bai Xiaoji's breathing became noticeably heavier.
Fifty thousand yuan... pocket money?
She worked hard for a month, but her salary was less than 10,000 yuan.
Ning Xiuyang casually gave Wu Xingyao 50,000 yuan as pocket money?
The gap between the rich and the poor made her feel suffocated.
"As for...as for women..." Wu Xingyao's voice became even softer, as if she was afraid of being hit by Bai Xiaoji.
"As far as I know..."
"Besides me..."
"There should be... two people living in that house in Binjiang Garden."
"There should be... a few more beautiful female live streamers..."
"Anything else...anything else, I really don't know..."
Boom!
A female news anchor?!
He's even sleeping with female livestreamers?!
Bai Xiaoji felt as if the top of his head was about to be blown off by this rage!
She sat bolt upright in bed, her voice instantly rising eight octaves:
"He's also sleeping with female livestreamers?!"
Wu Xingyao was so frightened that she trembled all over and quickly sat up as well, pulling on her arm with a pitiful expression.
"Sister Xiaoji! You...you said you wouldn't be angry!"
"I'm not angry!"
Bai Xiaoji was trembling with anger, and he flung her hand away. "How could I not be angry!"
"One of you, two living at home, and several female anchors! How many is that? What does he want? Does he want to be emperor?!"
She was absolutely furious.
She always thought that even if Ning Xiuyang had gone astray, the most he would have had was Wu Xingyao as his girlfriend.
But she never expected that the reality was a hundred times worse than she had imagined!
This isn't just having two boats at once, it's practically operating an aircraft carrier!
Wu Xingyao looked at the furious Bai Xiaoji. Although she was scared, she still gritted her teeth and continued to carry out the task assigned by Ning Xiuyang.
She spoke softly, in a tone that conveyed "I'm a victim too," and said quietly:
"What...what can I do...Yang-gege is so outstanding and so rich, so many girls like him..."
"And...and he's really good to us..."
He said we were all his wings, and he couldn't fly without one of them...
"wing?!"
Bai Xiaoji was so angry at these shameless remarks that he almost spat out blood.
What kind of scumbag quotes are these?!
But ironically, when Wu Xingyao said these words, there was a hint of sweetness and self-righteousness on her face.
Bai Xiaoji looked at her and suddenly felt a wave of powerlessness.
She got it.
Wu Xingyao has been completely brainwashed by Ning Xiuyang.
She didn't think it was wrong for Ning Xiuyang to have many women; in fact, she was proud of it.
Talking to her about these things is like casting pearls before swine.
Bai Xiaoji slumped back onto the bed and covered her head with the blanket.
She needs some peace and quiet.
She needs to think carefully about what she should do next.
She should act like a shrew, rush up to Ning Xiuyang, give him a good scolding, and then break up with him completely.
still is……
Ning Xiuyang's smiling face and his words, "I can support you more than enough," uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.
be terribly upset.
……
As night deepened, the large apartment in Binjiang Garden, unit 1501, was brightly lit.
In the living room, Han Yunmei and Qian Baobao were sitting on the sofa watching TV, looking rather bored.
A lively variety show was playing on TV, but their minds were clearly elsewhere.
"Sister Meimei, do you think... Master will come back tonight?"
Qian Baobao changed into a soft set of loungewear, hugged a pillow, and asked somewhat uneasily.
Ever since Ning Xiuyang brought her back that day and she signed that "driver's employment contract," she has been living here.
During this time, her husband, Dai Shuai, naturally contacted her many times, but she always scoffed at him and would occasionally reply with one or two messages so that he wouldn't report her missing to the police. When Dai Shuai suggested meeting, she would refuse directly, citing that she was on a business trip.
If it weren't for satisfying her boss's tastes, she really wouldn't want to deal with this person anymore and would rather just block him.
For several days in a row, she didn't see the boss at all.
This made her feel very uneasy.
She finally managed to get rid of that good-for-nothing Dai Shuai Mao and latch onto Ning Xiu Yang, this golden thigh, so she absolutely can't let herself be neglected like this.