Chapter 10: Su He's Identity

A single remark from Su He immediately caught Lin Yue's attention.

It was only now that she turned to look at Jiang Yan beside her.

She was startled.

She had been so focused on Su He that she merely forgot to take notice of the person standing beside her.

She had seen photos of Jiang Yan before and knew that he was the heir to the largest family in Yue City—the Jiang Family.

What's more, her niece Tang Sirou had a special relationship with him.

Both the Lin Family and the Tang Family were hopeful she could marry Jiang Yan. Despite rumors that Jiang Yan's life might be short, the Jiang Family was considered a strong tree to lean on, and even a short-lived tree was of no concern to them.

And for the past few years, rumors had swirled about the pair being involved romantically, which led to thriving business for both the Lin and the Tang Family.

But now—

He was holding Su He's hand.

What did this mean?

She turned her head to glance at her niece, seeing her face filled with grievance.

She thought she understood.

"Su He, Aunt Yue knows you still bear a grudge about me marrying your father back then, but that matter has nothing to do with Sirou. If you want revenge, just come at Aunt Yue." With a kindly visage, Lin Yue spoke to her, "If you want a boyfriend, Aunt Yue can introduce you to someone, but..."

Her voice trailed off as she glanced at Jiang Yan, his expression blank, yet displaying a cold detachment.

Su He: ?

Without Jiang Yan letting go, Su He couldn't leave.

But this guy had been babbling for so long that it was getting on her nerves.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

As she opened her eyes, a layer of harmless shallow smile had appeared in them.

She looked at Lin Yue, corners of her mouth slightly raised, "There's an old saying—like father, like son; like mother, like daughter. Lin Xueyin and Mrs. Lin, you are truly deserving of being mother and daughter—your way of speaking is exactly the same. It seems you both could really use some classes in Mandarin, I happen to know a friend who runs such courses, I'll introduce you—no need to thank me."

Her tone was cool with a touch of lazy frivolity, seemingly lacking in aggression.

The hidden meaning was: Speaking without thinking, mindless chatter.

Lin Yue was slightly taken aback, "You..."

Tang Sirou had not expected Su He to openly confront her aunt but seemed quite happy about it.

She wanted Jiang Yan to see Su He's true colors—disrespectful to elders and even violent.

"Miss Su, my aunt didn't mean that, please don't misunderstand," Tang Sirou spoke up for Lin Yue, "If my aunt's words have made you uncomfortable, I apologize on her behalf, I'm sorry."

She feigned a posture as if taking initiative to manage the situation.

Su He's eyebrows knitted slightly.

She glanced at Tang Sirou; was this girl playing the part of a delicate lotus?

She quickly lamented internally: How could Jiang Yan be so blind as to fancy her? What a pity...

"I indeed felt uncomfortable, and I accept Miss Tang's apology," Su He admitted with a smile that was both strong and modest.

Tang Sirou stared at her in bewilderment: "..."

Jiang Yan had remained silent the whole time, but when Su He spoke, the corners of his mouth lifted into a fleeting smile, just like a flash in the pan.

Tang Sirou bit her red lip and cautiously asked, "Then... may I ask, Miss Su, why did you hit my cousin just now? She is inherently kind and gentle, never one to provoke trouble."

Su He: ?

What kind of monsters are these?

She must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today…

It's all Jiang Yan's fault!

After Tang Sirou asked, she looked towards Jiang Yan.

But, as it happened, Jiang Yan turned his head to look at Su He at his side, his eyes flashing with surprise.

Tang Sirou secretly rejoiced inside.

At that moment, An Xueyin, the one who had just been slapped, appeared.

She had just been dealing with her facial injuries.

Su He had hit her hard, leaving her cheek red and swollen. It took a good while of icing to reduce the swelling before she dared to show her face.

She came out because her mother and cousin hadn't returned for a long time.

Upon arrival, An Xueyin immediately exclaimed, "Mom, cousin, it was Su He, that shameless woman, who hit me in the restroom just now!"

She pointed at Su He, her eyes brimming with hatred.

In an instant, Jiang Yan's eyebrows furrowed, and a touch of untouchable chilliness swiftly surrounded him.

His pair of pitch-black and profound eyes, wrapped in icy coldness, glanced at An Xueyin.

Upon meeting the man's gaze, An Xueyin instantly cowered.

Her first impression was that this man was so cold, so terrifying, especially those eagle-like eyes, which were so intimidating.

She silently retreated her hand and shifted her gaze away.

Then, she sneaked another look—so handsome, and somewhat familiar.

The man's features were sculpted, with sharp angles and beautifully yet firmly defined contours, as if he were the most exquisite jade carved by the hand of God.

Yes, she had seen this man in her cousin's phone gallery.

He was her cousin's boyfriend.

But why was he standing with Su He?

Could it be that Su He shamelessly stole her cousin's boyfriend?

In an instant, she was reenergized, having caught Su He's weak point.

"Su He, you still say you're not trashy, yet you blatantly seduce my cousin's boyfriend."

Upon An Xueyin's outburst, all the informed parties present were dumbfounded.

Tang Sirou was particularly shocked; she wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Su He, you are simply shameless! Disgusting! How could you do such a shameful thing and be a homewrecker!"

"It's no wonder Uncle An doesn't want you, preferring to send you to your poor maternal grandfather's house rather than to care for you himself."

"I bet the money for your years abroad must have come from selling yourself, right? How on earth could your poor grandfather afford to send you overseas for study—utterly laughable."

Lin Yue, watching from the side, wanted to stop her unrestrained daughter; they were not afraid of Su He.

But this man before them, they couldn't afford to offend.

Yet she couldn't stop it—

An Xueyin, seeing Su He's silence, thought she had hit a sore spot.

She became more and more enthusiastic in her accusations.

She turned to Jiang Yan and kindly advised, "Sir, let me tell you, Su He has been tossed to the countryside since she was young, lacking proper manners. Four years ago, she went abroad, claiming to study, but for sure she got scammed by some man, and now that she's been dumped, she's back home.

She's played ambiguous games with so many men; she's filthy, and who knows, she might even have contracted some dirty virus. I advise you not to get involved with her.

My cousin is a popular actress, beautiful and kind and gentle, isn't she thousands of times better than Su He, who is nothing but an old shoe with nothing but a pretty shell? Are you blind to fall for her?"

An Xueyin was completely oblivious to the man's displeased expression.

Jiang Feng and Jiang Qi silently lit a metaphorical white candle for this 'uncultured' young lady.

Has her mouth been fed on 'crap'?

So foul?

After a while, the corridor was filled with the man's low, cold voice.

"Sirou, is this the inherently pure and gentle nature you spoke of?"

Jiang Yan's question was directed at Tang Sirou.

Tang Sirou had not expected to be contradicted so quickly.

She bit her red lip, her face a mix of embarrassment and grievance, without responding.

Lin Yue also wore a look of embarrassment.

As for An Xueyin, not understanding what he meant, she was about to speak when she was interrupted.

"Jiang Feng, inform Wan Muqi to prepare for a lawsuit. Someone has insulted and slandered Mrs. Jiang's reputation."

Jiang Feng: "Understood, Master, this corridor conveniently has cameras and recording functions."

The unaware Lin Yue and her daughter: "..."

Mrs. Jiang?

And the name Wan Muqi was not unfamiliar to those in this circle.

He is the king of legal counsel; just three days ago, he was in the news for winning another transnational financial case.

Upon hearing the term "Master," An Xueyin was stupefied.

Even if she was foolish, she knew that in Yue City, there was only one person who could be addressed as "Master."

She had seen him on her cousin's phone, but she did not know his identity; it turned out he was the helmsman of the illustrious Jiang Family of Yue City, Chairman of the Jiang Group.

And since Jiang Yan's photos hardly ever appeared in the papers, it was normal that she didn't recognize him. But why didn't her cousin clarify this from the start?

In contrast, Tang Sirou felt a tremor in her heart.

He had publicly acknowledged Su He's identity.