Chapter 143: Public Questioning

The people at the table changed their expressions one by one.

With an engagement to the Shen Family, she dared to “look for a horse while riding a donkey”?!

Suddenly, everyone’s gaze converged on Nan Jiaojiao as Shen Shichu released her hand and asked coldly, “Is this true?”

Nan Jiaojiao: “Yes.”

She wouldn’t even offer a single explanation!

Didn’t she know how embarrassing it was to be stared at like this?

“What is your relationship with President Pei of E.Y?”

“Acquaintance.”

Ye Xinyu glanced at Nan Jiaojiao and, with a response identical to hers, disdainfully pursed her lips, picked up the bird’s nest soup, and drank it leisurely, not feeling in the least bit responsible for the commotion she’d caused.

Shen Shichu suppressed a breath, “Let’s talk about this later, let’s eat first.”

Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes slightly, her lips pressed together, not saying a word.

In front of everyone, Shen Shichu’s first reaction wasn’t to protect her, but to question her.

So, he really didn’t love her, did he?

Chen Nian and the others originally wanted to stir up trouble, but seeing that Shen Shichu wasn’t following up, they couldn’t say much either.

Lin Shuyun, even more so, hoped that everyone wouldn’t focus too much on Nan Jiaojiao, so naturally, she remained quiet.

With Ye Congwen and Ye Congde, the two brothers, saying a few words to ease the situation, the atmosphere was smoothed over.

The meal was like a fishbone stuck in the throat; Nan Jiaojiao, who always treasured food, left almost half a bowl for the first time.

After the meal, Shen Shichu was nowhere to be found.

Nan Jiaojiao found a place to sit down, and before long, she too left, her departure as quiet as a whisper, unnoticed by anyone.

Although the Ye Family had fallen from grace, their residence still had its heritage.

Nan Jiaojiao wandered for half a day and still hadn’t reached the main gate, so she decided to rest on a bench outside a glass greenhouse.

“Brother Chu, what do you mean?

You clearly promised to marry me, why change your mind!”

Ye Shiqing’s sobbing voice reached her ears.

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze shifted slightly as she looked towards the flowerbed, where behind the sheltering blossoms, there were two entwined figures.

“I have reasons I must marry her.”

“What about me?!”

“It’s the same as before, I will pamper you even more than before.”

“Still be your mistress that you can’t show in public?

I don’t want that!”

Suddenly, there was silence.

After what felt like half a minute, Shen Shichu’s calm voice finally spoke, “If that’s the case, then let’s end it.

I will return the money to your father.”

“Don’t!”

Ye Shiqing seemed to panic, her crying broken, “Don’t, I agree, I agree to everything you say!”

A person came down the corridor, a suit jacket draped over his arm, and the man was about to light a cigarette when, looking down, he saw Nan Jiaojiao’s extended legs.

Ye Jun looked up and asked, “Why are you here?”

He pocketed his cigarette and walked over, about to ask why she wasn’t in the main house, when Nan Jiaojiao signaled for him to be quiet with a shushing gesture.

Ye Jun looked at her questioningly and only when he came closer did he hear the voices from inside the greenhouse.

“So what if I marry her, who says you can’t divorce after getting married.

I want both you sisters!”

Shen Shichu’s voice, harsh and filled with suppressed breath, spilled out.

Ye Jun’s face turned angry, “This beast!”

He threw down his suit jacket and was about to head to the entrance of the greenhouse, but Nan Jiaojiao caught his wrist.

“You knew about this?”

She nodded.

Ye Jun took a deep breath and stood with his hands on his hips, fuming for a while.

The voices they heard grew more and more unbearable; he bent down to pick up his suit jacket and, taking Nan Jiaojiao by the hand, walked away.