Chapter 689: Chapter 689
At this point, what other options does she have?
She could only hope this Brother Yong could hold out for three days.
If he manages to last until then, she’ll have to figure out another plan.
Fang Xiaohui thought about Jiang Xin.
Don’t think she doesn’t know; she’s already looked into Jiang Xin’s business, and it’s doing well, earning five to six thousand every month.
Sometimes, when business is booming, it even goes over ten thousand. Now, she has hired six workers.
And her cheap uncle, Fan Jianguo, is said to run a flourishing business, with an annual income of over a hundred thousand.
If worse comes to worst, she can only target this aspect.
Fang Xiaohui decided to visit Jiang Xin.
The last time, she cast a talisman on Jiang Xin. She wondered how things were now.
Hopefully, Jiang Xin hasn’t fallen apart yet, or at least not until she’s done using her.
She hurriedly took a bus to Jiang Xin’s place to check things out.
Jiang Xin recently enjoyed a string of happy events.
The usual worries on her forehead had been replaced with deep feelings of joy.
Seeing this, many people understood that Jiang Xin must be in a relationship.
Indeed, she was in a relationship.
Upon seeing this, many doubted their perception of life.
Since when did Fang Xiaohui become so kindhearted?
Fang Xiaohui indeed didn’t cast an Unlucky Talisman on Jiang Xin. She felt such a talisman wouldn’t satisfy her resentment and instead used a Scumbag Romantic Talisman on Jiang Xin.
Even from the name, she could sense the talisman was filled with malice. For a woman whose first marriage encountered misfortune, continuous deceit from men later would make life seem meaningless, wouldn’t it?
After repeated blows, Jiang Xin would have no path but one of despair.
She wanted turmoil in the Jiang family home and wanted Fan Xiuying and Jiang Ladle to suffer. Since they didn’t treat her well, she’ll let their most beloved daughters experience heart-wrenching pain.
Since they never regarded her as part of the family, they shouldn’t blame her for her ruthless actions.
Jiang Xin now met a tall, handsome man from a remarkable background.
Li Zhibin is the manager of a garment factory. His sister once made clothes there and returned, only to discover such talent exists in this small place.
He made efforts to talk and hoped to invite Jiang Xin to the factory to be a designer.
Jiang Xin refused at first, but gradually, they became familiar.
Jiang Xin hadn’t given much thought to remarriage. With Qin Dazhi being such a honest, reliable man who changed, why trust anyone else?
And importantly, Jiang Xin felt inferior.
Previously just a textile worker and having not even graduated middle school.
But Li Zhibin is different; people say he’s a college graduate, and after working in the factory for five to six years, he was promoted to department manager and then to the director.
Furthermore, Li Zhibin is two years younger than Jiang Xin.
Most importantly, he’s quite dashing.
With such a person interested in Jiang Xin, she naturally felt inferior.
Li Zhibin reportedly had a wife who gave birth to a son before dying in childbirth. Since her death, he’s been disinterested in finding another wife.
Why would someone like him approach a divorced woman with two daughters?
Though both were remarried, Jiang Xin felt she still didn’t match up; he’s a college graduate—what was she?
Lacking education and looks, Li Zhibin surpassed her in appearance.
Feeling ashamed naturally led her to avoid him.
Yet, she had no choice since persistence wins over resistance.
Li Zhibin was handsome and articulate; his sweet talk won Jiang Xin over.
Especially with Li Zhibin repeatedly assuring Jiang Xin he’d treat her daughters as his own, pledging to care for them like his own daughters.
He earnestly claimed he neither smoked nor drank, and certainly had no bad habits like gambling or violence.
Li Zhibin frequently visited.
Gradually, Jiang Xin definitely warmed up.
Li Zhibin arranged to meet Jiang Xin today.
His general point was that after spending time together, Li Zhibin felt they were getting older and shouldn’t waste time on mere dating; they should establish a family and provide a complete home for the children.
He hoped Jiang Xin would accompany him to meet his parents, and importantly, for Li Zhibin to meet Jiang Xin’s parents.
The two prepared to register their marriage.
Of course, Jiang Xin agreed when she heard this.
A man wanted to marry her and form a family to care for her two daughters; she couldn’t help but be grateful.
Li Zhibin is younger, better-looking, with a better job, and educated.
From any perspective, Li Zhibin had no need to deceive her.
Fang Xiaohui arrived as Jiang Xin brought Li Zhibin to meet her parents.
Seeing Jiang Xin from afar with a tall man carrying gifts entering the Jiang family’s door, Fang Xiaohui’s eyes glimmered. This man didn’t seem to be decent.
Appeared to be cunning inside; her Scumbag Romantic Talisman was likely effective. This man shouldn’t be any good.
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Fang Xiaohui suddenly had a bright idea—if Jiang Xin got cheated, she’d pretend to bump into her and better yet, expose everything to stand on her behalf.
But she should be able to charm Jiang Xin, soften relations with the Jiang family.
Accompanying Jiang Xin through the emotional turmoil would make her an indispensable sister to Jiang Xin. Then, any requests she made would surely be granted.
Importantly, she feigned getting clothes done at the tailor’s.
Already learned from the workers that Jiang Xin’s store had outstanding business.
Making five to six thousand a month, and even over ten thousand during peak times.
With several years of this, Jiang Xin must’ve saved at least a hundred thousand.
Asking her for fifty thousand should suffice.
Fang Xiaohui wished that Brother Yong would just die.
Hoping he wouldn’t notice anything unusual and those photos never get exposed.
But Fang Xiaohui’s heart was indeed disturbed, fearing any mishap and secretly praying for Brother Yong to survive, just in case those photos were authentic.
If her pictures spread all over town, it wouldn’t be fun.