Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 37 Infiltrating the House

"I’m fine. I used to cover for you when you skipped school. Now that you’re fighting for me, I can’t back down."

"Sister, I’ve been holding something in my heart for a long time." Mi Jing stuffed a piece of carrot into her mouth, speaking while eating.

"What is it?" Mi Wan’s curiosity was piqued.

"Song Guotao doesn’t deserve you! You deserve someone better!"

Mi Jing had wanted to say this ever since Mi Wan decided to date Song Guotao. But back then, their parents said he was a good person and treated Mi Wan well. More importantly, it was Mi Wan’s choice, so she decided to respect her and kept these words buried in her heart.

"Haha, then should I try to find someone better in the future?" Mi Wan joked.

"Absolutely!"

Mi Jing was finally amused by Mi Wan. While chatting and eating the delicious spicy hot pot, she remained mindful of the activity in the villa.

With Mi Wan’s company, Mi Jing didn’t feel that the long wait was torturous. On the contrary, time passed quickly in the cheerful atmosphere Mi Wan had stirred up.

Over an hour later, the lights in the villa’s living room finally went out. Soon, bright lights came through the bedroom window on the second floor, followed by a woman’s figure appearing in front of the window.

"Sis, hide quickly." Worried about being discovered, Mi Jing smartly bent down and crouched low while warning Mi Wan and pressing her shoulder down.

Mi Wan reacted swiftly, following Mi Jing’s lead and lowering her body. Then she slightly raised her head to observe the activity at the second-floor window.

In the dim light, Mi Wan couldn’t clearly see the woman’s face. She only saw her reaching out to pull the curtains, then the light and her figure disappeared behind the curtains.

Seeing this, Mi Wan’s gentle gaze dimmed, and a look of melancholy crossed her face.

She thought she could remain indifferent and unaffected, but at this moment, she couldn’t stay calm. She wondered if the man who expressed such deep remorse and guilt to her that day was sincere. If he truly felt sorry for her, why would he be in such a hurry to propose to another woman, bringing her home, before they were even divorced?

Mi Wan, do you really know this man?

Mi Wan couldn’t help but ask herself, as a sour feeling quickly corroded the protective walls in her heart.

"Sis—"

In the light from the streetlamp, Mi Jing saw the sadness revealed in Mi Wan’s expression. Her heart tightened, and she looked at Mi Wan with concern, softly calling out.

"I’m fine." Mi Wan quickly composed herself, smiling at Mi Jing. "It’s safe now."

Hearing this, Mi Jing’s throat tightened. She slowly straightened up, paused for a moment, and then consoled, "Sis, don’t hold it in. If you’re unhappy or upset, just say it. Don’t pretend to be cheerful all the time."

"Really, I’m fine, just suddenly feeling a bit sad."

Mi Jing understood that although Mi Wan looked soft and weak, she was stronger than anyone else. Growing up, Mi Jing had only seen her cry once, and that was when she broke up with Ji twelve years ago.

Thinking of the past, Mi Jing also felt sad, her heart feeling stifled.

Her sister was so outstanding. Why couldn’t she have the happiness she deserved?

Could it be that fate truly envies the talented?

"What are you thinking? Weren’t we going in?" Seeing Mi Jing’s sad daze, Mi Wan waved a hand in front of her, gently reminding her.

Oh right!

She almost forgot what they came for!

Mi Jing snapped back to reality, quickly retrieving the camera from her bag, hanging it around her neck. She then took out her phone and said to Mi Wan, "Sis, just in case, phones must be turned off."

Saying this, Mi Jing immediately turned off her phone and slipped it into her bag.

Upon hearing Mi Jing’s words, Mi Wan didn’t hesitate. She took out her phone, turned it off, and then got out of the car with Mi Jing.

This was Mi Wan’s home for over four years, so she was very familiar with it. Mi Jing, who used to visit often, was also not a stranger. After opening the door, the two quietly entered the house and headed straight for the master bedroom.

"Guotao, honestly, Mi Wan is quite beautiful. Are you really willing to divorce her?"

"A pair of worn-out shoes, no matter how beautiful, are still just worn-out shoes. Baby, in my eyes and heart, you are the most beautiful."

The master bedroom door was open, and as soon as Mi Jing and Mi Wan approached, they overheard the conversation from inside.

Bastard!

Mi Jing cursed inwardly, furious and wanting to rush in and finish off Song Guotao. But she had just taken a small step when Mi Wan grabbed her arm.

Shh!

Mi Wan gestured for silence with a finger to her lips, signaling Mi Jing to stay calm with her eyes.

Mi Jing bit her lip hard, listening to the grating laughter coming from inside, looking at Mi Wan’s turning pale face, and finally nodding her head.

"You men! Sometimes you can be so despicable. If you thought she was worn-out shoes, why did you marry her and live with her for so long?"

"Yu, what’s up with you tonight? You keep mentioning Mi Wan!"

"Because all our colleagues say she’s the legend of our firm, your capable wife, a goddess of beauty and wisdom. They also say, they say..."

"Say what?"

"They also say that your current position is all thanks to Mi Wan! Guotao, I’m scared, scared you’ll regret it and won’t want me anymore!"

"Silly, how could I not want you! No matter how great Mi Wan is, she’s just a pawn to me. You are my true love!"

Hearing this, Mi Jing was almost exploding with rage, her eyes blazing, fists clenched tightly, wanting to chop Song Guotao into mincemeat.

In contrast to Mi Jing’s anger, Mi Wan felt more sadness. If it weren’t for hearing these words from Song Guotao, perhaps she would never have seen his true colors!

So, in his eyes, she was so worthless!

Mi Wan leaned against the wall, her face pale and eyes sorrowful. Her heart felt as if it was being whipped, each breath reminded her of her stupidity and naivety...

Mi Jing, trying to hold back her anger, tightly held onto Mi Wan’s arm, silently comforting her.

"Mm, Guotao, pull the covers over, I’m cold."

"Soon you won’t be cold. Baby, be good, let me see you clearly and love you properly!"

Outside, Mi Jing and Mi Wan suppressed their anger and sadness, waiting for the right moment. Inside, the two had no clue they were being watched, lost in stripping each other and engaging in their illicit act.

"Mmm... Guotao, go gentle!"

Hearing the woman’s sweet, flirtatious voice, Mi Jing’s skin crawled, giving her goosebumps.