Campus Ace Girl

At this moment, Gu Xiufen wasn’t going anywhere. She collapsed there, voice hoarse: "Wang Kegui, where are you going now? Are you going to lock yourself up in the study and think about that bitch again?"

Wang Kegui’s hand had been on the doorknob, about to go out, but as soon as he heard this he turned back. The light in his eyes was cold, almost hateful. After a moment, he ground his teeth and said, "From now on you’re not allowed to mention her in front of me, and you’re not allowed to curse her."

"I’ll curse her if I want. She’s a shameless slut." Gu Xiufen blurted out, "If she wasn’t a slut, would she have you pining after her all these years? Wang Kegui, you’re a coward, a turtle hiding in its shell. You act like some great romantic hiding in your study. If you were so great back then, why didn’t you dare defy the old man and marry her, huh? Why did you let her leave and go far away on her own... With that kind of background, who knows how many men she’s thrown herself at now. Just thinking about it, doesn’t your heart hurt?"

Wang Kegui’s voice carried a note of suppressed anger: "You’re crazy."

"I’m not crazy, I’m just saying what’s been in your heart all these years. You’re thinking about that stinking, shameless woman. You even call her name in your sleep. You’ve probably imagined reuniting with her in your head a thousand times, haven’t you?" Gu Xiufen completely tore the mask off with her husband: "She’s just a shameless whore!"

Wang Kegui finally couldn’t hold back anymore and stepped forward to slap her across the face.

This was a big deal. Gu Xiufen might usually look quiet and gentle, but she’d never had to swallow this kind of humiliation from her husband before. On top of that, too much had happened tonight. She lost her mind and lunged at him, grappling with Wang Kegui... As they fought, all kinds of filthy words spilled out, loud enough to alarm the people downstairs.

The old man vaguely heard the noise and immediately went upstairs with his cane: "Second son and his wife are getting more and more out of hand."

Wang Kefu had just benefited, so of course he had to speak up for his brother: "It’s normal for husband and wife to fight, old man, calm down."

As he spoke, he made eyes at Wanqing, wanting her to chime in with some smooth words. Wanqing had no intention of humoring him, leaning against the sofa pretending to play games... She could guess why they were fighting. Her second uncle wasn’t stupid; he wasn’t that easy to fool. The fact that he agreed so quickly today probably meant he already knew what was going on, maybe even more than she did.

Seeing she wasn’t going along, Wang Kefu could only drag his aching body and personally accompany the old man upstairs to break up the fight. Before they even went in, they could hear the noise through the door—

Miscarriage, stairs, the driver seducing the sister-in-law, Ah Liang taking money...

Old Wang’s face was extremely ugly. He really didn’t like Shen Wanqing, and he didn’t much like the child she was carrying for the eldest either, but his attitude had always been to leave things to fate. If she had the blessing to give birth, she’d marry into the family. But he never imagined that not only was the child gone, even the driver had been found by the second daughter-in-law. This was serious.

It wasn’t just him who was shocked—Wang Kefu was also stunned, muttering for a long time, "So I was the one played by that Gu Xiufen. This was all her plan?"

He pinched his own leg. "That hurts!"

Then he got worked up: "Old man, I was wronged, it was all that woman’s doing!"

Old Wang whacked him with the cane first, beating him till he howled like a ghost before growling, "That Shen woman wasn’t dragged back home by her, was she? And that child wasn’t something she forced you to make, was it?"

Wang Kefu had been about to play the good boy, but after being scolded, he rubbed his arm, feeling terribly wronged. He craned his neck and glanced downstairs; Wanqing was still playing her game, not even sparing them a glance.

His usually slow brain suddenly seemed to wake up. He cleared his throat lightly, "Anxi’s being so helpful today... could she have just been using me? And Kegui’s wife is usually so proper, yet tonight she’s gone crazy like some wild wolf. She must’ve been pushed over the edge, huh?"

The old man glared at him: "You pig!"

With that, he kicked open the door to Wang Kegui and his wife’s room. As soon as the door flew open, the couple were still grappling with each other...

"You two trying to turn the sky over?" Old Wang roared.

Always the refined one, Wang Kegui immediately stood up straight: "Father."

Old Wang’s gaze was like knives as he glared at the crazy shrew on the floor: "Xiufen, I heard everything you just said. What a fine mess you’ve made!"

The Shen woman losing the child was one thing, but the eldest daughter-in-law... that had all been arranged by her hand as well. Now even if the eldest wanted to turn back, he couldn’t.

Ke Fu didn’t care, but the old man did. After all, the grandson was calling someone else dad now. He’d gone to ask around; that family of three was living very well.

With him putting it that way, Gu Xiufen straightened her back, slowly stood up, and calmly looked at Old Wang. "Since you already know, then handle it however you want. Call the police, whatever, it’s all fine."

The old man sneered, "So you don’t care anymore, is that it?"

He turned to look at Wang Kegui: "She’s your wife. What do you have to say?"

Wang Kegui wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and said quietly, "Let’s see what the eldest says about this."

Even if the eldest had brought it on himself, it was true that she’d torn down half his home.

Hearing this, Wang Kefu actually managed to look a little sad. "Losing the child is really painful, but Wanqing has been comforting me very well. Besides, as for your sister-in-law... if she’d had a stronger will, she wouldn’t have run off with the driver. So, Kegui, don’t take it to heart. Xiufen did go too far, but she’s got a lot of good points too. She’s refined, not like your sister-in-law used to be, always picking fights with me."

This earth-shattering scandal was turned into a cheerful little story by him. For a moment, Wang Kegui was speechless, and Old Wang was also at a loss for words.

But Gu Xiufen wasn’t stupid. It was obvious that the eldest was going to play the good guy and swallow up those shares. She wanted to speak, but just as the words reached her lips, she remembered that if she refused, the three men in this family would probably send her to rot in prison...

Wanqing!

Wanqing again! She really was ruthless and capable, isolating her within the Wang Family without even breaking a sweat—a real master at sowing discord.

Gu Xiufen lifted her chin, wiped her face, and sneered, "The eldest is so magnanimous."

Wang Kefu patted his younger brother’s shoulder, then smiled at his sister-in-law. "We’re family, no need for extra words."

Gu Xiufen was so angry she could die, but there was nothing she could do. Just then, Wang Kegui said softly, "Big brother, I’m sorry."

After he finished, he patted Wang Kefu’s shoulder and quietly walked out the door.

The people who remained looked at each other, and finally the old man spoke in a low voice: "The human heart never has enough—like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. Things were fine as they were, but you just had to stir them up."

Fuming, he left as well. Wang Kefu immediately smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, don’t take it to heart. We’re still family in the future."

Gu Xiufen wanted to curse him out but couldn’t get the words out right then. Only when everyone had left and the surroundings grew quiet did she murmur, "Living well? What’s so good about it, with a husband who doesn’t love you?"

The night grew deeper. In the end, she walked to the study door and tried the handle.

The door was locked from the inside.

She went a little dazed. He wouldn’t even leave the door open for her? He didn’t even want to see her face anymore?

Inside the room, Wang Kegui sat behind a desk. There was a book laid out in front of him, its print date quite old, with many signs of having been read over and over. He sat there, quietly gazing at the words on the page.

He’d read these words countless times, could practically recite them by heart, yet he still couldn’t let them go. Whenever he felt unhappy, he’d come and look at them again...