Chapter 420: Chapter 420

Hearing Zhuo Yao’s denial, Jiang Kefei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mom, look, Yaoyao said it’s not her." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴovelfire.net

Second Aunt Jiang glared at her son with frustration, wondering what kind of enchantment this cheap woman Zhuo Yao had cast on him.

"Zhuo Yao, just because you say it’s not you doesn’t make it so. You need to provide evidence. I remember you have a mole on your shoulder. Not to mention, the face of the woman in the photo looks exactly like yours, and the mole matches perfectly."

Mentioning the photo, Second Aunt Jiang felt a wave of bad luck. Usually pretending to be so innocent, who would know she was actually so wanton in private, even making her son dizzy with her charm? Who knows how much money Kefei spent on this cheap woman.

While cursing Zhuo Yao vehemently, Second Aunt Jiang completely forgot how satisfied she was with Zhuo Yao before.

Zhuo Yao was about to crumple the photo in her hands, her mind racing.

The photo showed her incident with Manager Zhang from the night before last; apart from her and Manager Zhang, there was no third person. How did this photo come about?

Could it be Manager Zhang?

No, it shouldn’t be. Manager Zhang might take photos but would never publicize them. He’s more scared than she is about their relationship being exposed.

What to do now? The most important thing is to handle the current situation.

Zhuo Yao looked at Jiang Kefei’s calculating mother and the bewildered Jiang Kefei.

What a shame for this foolish Jiang Kefei.

After making up her mind, Zhuo Yao squeezed out two tears on her pale face, hanging on her cheeks without falling, looking pitiful.

"Kefei, do you believe me? We’ve been together for so long. Don’t you know what kind of person I am? My father was a soldier, I wouldn’t dishonor him," Zhuo Yao said tremblingly.

Seeing Zhuo Yao looking so frail and tottering, Jiang Kefei’s heart had already begun to waver.

Second Aunt Jiang sneered internally, coming to a sudden realization. Zhuo Yao was too complicated; if her son fell into her hands, she wouldn’t have any standing in the future.

No way! Zhuo Yao absolutely not!

With this thought, Second Aunt Jiang put her hands on her hips and scolded, "You little tramp, the photo is right here, and you still dare to argue. Isn’t that your damn face?

Who are you crying for now? When you were fooling around with others in bed, why were you so loose and cheap?

Still trying to fool my son, what do you take my son and the Jiang family for?"

Jiang Kefei’s previously wavering heart was once again shaken by his mother’s outburst; he looked at Zhuo Yao again with suspicion and disdain.

Zhuo Yao cursed internally and put on an aggrieved but unyielding look, straightening her back and raising her chin.

"I don’t care what you think. The person in the photo is not me; someone is trying to frame me. Since you don’t believe me."

At this point, Zhuo Yao closed her eyes in pain, tears falling again, "Jiang Kefei, we’re breaking up."

How could Jiang Kefei bear this, shouting, "I disagree!"

Second Aunt Jiang almost got disgusted to death by Zhuo Yao; unable to hold back, she slapped her foolish son and then hit Zhuo Yao twice more forcefully.

Jiang Kefei was stunned, "Mom—"

Covering her cheek, Zhuo Yao was furious, you old hag, why do you hit me, do you think you’re Wan Chuer!

Second Aunt Jiang spat venomously, "What are you glaring at, careful I gouge those seductive eyes of yours out! Such a slut! The facts are plain to see, and you still dare to spout nonsense.

I’m saying it here, you, break up with our Xiao Fei immediately, and pay back how much Xiao Fei spent on you at once.

My son worked so hard to make money, not to pamper some boy toy of yours."

Recalling what her coworkers said in the office today, "Whiter than your son," made her even more furious.

"Xiao Fei, tell me, what did you buy this tramp?"

Zhuo Yao looked tearfully at Jiang Kefei, "Kefei, are you really breaking up with me? Are you just going to watch your mom hit me? Are you still a man!"

Jiang Kefei glanced at his mom and then Zhuo Yao, feeling caught in the middle, "Yaoyao..."

Zhuo Yao cursed in her heart, then turned to Second Aunt Jiang, "Since you look down on me so much, I won’t stay and be in your face; let’s just say Kefei and I aren’t meant to be."

After speaking, she quickly bent down to pick up the photos on the ground and wanted to leave.

Second Aunt Jiang wouldn’t let her go so easily, grabbing Zhuo Yao’s hair, "You want to leave, no way. If you don’t pay up, I’ll take the photos to your company for an explanation."

In the end, Zhuo Yao was thoroughly searched, and her money was taken by Second Aunt Jiang, who also kept the photos.

When Second Aunt Jiang found Jiang Kefei’s bank card in Zhuo Yao’s wallet, she slapped Zhuo Yao twice more in anger, "Shameless slut!"

Zhuo Yao shrieked as she tried to hide behind Jiang Kefei, who instinctively went to shield her, causing chaos in the house.

Finally, Zhuo Yao wrote an IOU for ten thousand yuan and left Jiang’s house with swollen cheeks in complete disgrace.

On the road, Zhuo Yao secretly vowed, you old woman! I, Zhuo Yao, swear not to be human if I don’t repay today’s humiliation. Aren’t you worried about your son? Just wait for the day he abandons you.

After leaving, Zhuo Yao called her ex, intending to cry about her grievances, but it took forever for the call to connect.

"Woo woo..." As soon as she cried, a mocking voice from the other end said, "Zhuo Yao, are you that desperate, so indiscriminate? Such a big belly, not even a hair on the head; how could you kiss that, and making such wanton noises. Just thinking about it makes me sick!"

Zhuo Yao was completely dumbfounded, staring at the disconnected call absorbing none of it.

After thinking for a long time, Zhuo Yao called Manager Zhang.

"Manager Zhang, did you take the photos? Why would you..."

"You’re fired." Manager Zhang’s flustered and cold-blooded voice came through, followed by the busy signal of a disconnected call.

This time, Zhuo Yao finally felt something was off; someone was framing her!

Who would do this to her?

Before Zhuo Yao could think of anyone, her phone rang; when she looked, it was her mother calling.

Zhuo Yao cleared her throat before finally picking up, "Mom..."

"Don’t call me mom! I don’t have such a shameless daughter!

I thought you were working hard outside, but instead, you’re selling yourself! Do you think it’s fair to the hard work I put into raising you? Do you think it’s fair to your deceased dad?! Don’t you know you’ve disgraced our whole family!"