Guilty Wife: After Finding out the Truth, He Began Chasing After Her

Chapter 27: Blind Worship

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

‘Top of the City’ was the favorite nightclub for the young people of A City. It was also the gathering place for the upper class of A City all year round.

The two of them were sitting on the top floor. Jiang Ling had just hung up the phone. Although Zhang Ying was eager to know Jiang Huai’s answer, she still had to maintain her image in front of Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling put down her phone and sat beside Zhang Ying. She held her arm.

“Sister Zhang Ying, don’t worry. My brother agreed immediately when he heard your name. You still have time to touch up your makeup. When my brother comes, you’ll surprise him!”

Jiang Ling had always minded the fact that she was adopted. Even though the Jiang family treated her well, there was a twisted sense of imbalance in her heart. She felt that she was uncouth and unworthy of the Jiang family. She would be abandoned by the Jiang family one day.

Just like that, Jiang Ling grew up until she went to university and met Zhang Ying.

In Jiang Ling’s heart, Zhang Ying was like a swan princess, while she was an ugly duckling.

Zhang Ying was elegant and beautiful, and her gestures made people feel that she was noble. Even if she just gently stroked her hair, there would be a group of boys who would fall head over heels for her.

Jiang Ling still remembered the piano piece that Zhang Ying had played during the school’s anniversary celebration.

Zhang Ying’s slender fingers moved on the piano keys, like a dancing fairy, nimbly flapping her wings. All the spotlights shone on her, making people’s eyes involuntarily gather on her, reluctant to leave.

Out of her desire and envy for beauty, Jiang Ling followed Zhang Ying every day and learned her every move. She regarded her as his goddess and imagined that one day, she could also turn from an ugly duckling into a white swan.

Jiang Ling held Zhang Ying’s arm and took a sip of the wine in her glass.

Zhang Ying’s body had a faint floral scent. Jiang Ling couldn’t help but ask, “Sister Zhang Ying, what perfume are you using? It smells so good.”

Zhang Ying replied nonchalantly, “It’s Joe Malone’s latest perfume. If you like it, I’ll give you a bottle tomorrow.”

“Sister Zhang Ying, you’re the best.” Jiang Ling smiled happily. She liked Zhang Ying’s sensitivity and gracefulness to the latest trends.

Zhang Ying pretended not to care and asked, “What’s your brother doing right now? Will it affect his rest if he comes over so late at night?”

“It’s only 9 o’clock,” Jiang Ling replied, “How is it late? The nightlife has just begun. But my brother’s voice doesn’t sound right. He must be fighting with Yan Xia again.”

Speaking of Yan Xia, Jiang Ling’s anger rose. “I don’t know what sorcery this vixen used to force her way into my Jiang family. Why doesn’t she look at herself in the mirror? How can someone like her be worthy of being my brother’s wife!”

Jiang Ling looked at Zhang Ying and continued, “In my opinion, only an outstanding person like you, Sister Zhang Ying, is worthy of my brother, a proud son of heaven!”

Zhang Ying felt happy when she heard that. She pretended to be shy on the surface. “Don’t say that. It’s not good to say bad things about others behind their back.”

Jiang Ling was indignant. “Sister Zhang Ying, you’re too soft-hearted and kind. You’re so kind to everyone. If you weren’t unwilling to fight for it, you would have been the one who married my brother back then!”

Zhang Ying’s heart was filled with resentment. How could she not fight for it! Back then, she had pretended to be angry and went abroad because she wanted to come back after attending a concert. However, she didn’t expect Jiang Huai not to contact her for an entire month. She was looking at Weibo’s trending topics. He was actually getting married!

If Zhang Ying returned to the country at this time, her image as a white swan would be completely shattered.

As a last resort, she found a school abroad to further her studies.

Zhang Ying’s heart was ruthless. It didn’t matter. She would take back what belonged to her sooner or later!

Just as she was thinking, someone suddenly came over and sat beside Zhang Ying. The strong smell of alcohol made Zhang Ying frown and cover her nose.

It was a drunk man with a head of red hair. His handsome wolf tail braids and silver earrings made him look a little unruly.

His words were lewd, and his eyes were blurred. “Where did this little beauty come from? Have a drink with me.”