My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1020: The Truth of Seven Years Ago
Ye Lu felt a chill in her body, her blood nearly freezing, as she glared viciously at Jun Shi.
Then she turned her head away coldly.
"Do you think I’d believe what you say? I don’t know how you found out about what happened seven years ago, but I will not believe you."
She walked away indifferently.
"Ha-ha, I knew you wouldn’t believe me, and I didn’t expect you to. But surely you can’t disbelieve them either."
Jun Shi snorted with pride and tossed a mobile phone into her hand.
Ye Lu was taken aback as she looked from Jun Shi to the screen, where she saw a recording displayed. Her heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling suffocated, afraid yet desperate to listen, but she did not have the courage to press play.
For some inexplicable fear, an unclear premonition.
A premonition that this recording would bring her fatal harm.
She looked down at her hands, her fingers trembling violently.
For seven years, she never thought about what happened that night seven years ago because her life’s shame and tragedy originated from that night. She hated the man who had hurt her innocently, hated his cruelty. She had never wronged him, yet he took her innocence ruthlessly, making her despised and humiliated, her life twisted and overturned.
For seven years, through each painful day and night, she could not stop hating this man.
"What’s the matter? You don’t dare to find out about the man who hurt you so badly? You were insulted, don’t you want to take revenge? A cowardly woman, too afraid to face the truth, how pitiful you are," Jun Shi mocked relentlessly.
Then he turned and left, convinced that Ye Lu would definitely listen to the recording.
Gu Yan really did him a huge favor. Who would have thought that the affairs of the past would still have such explosive insider secrets?
When he overheard the conversation outside the study, he was stunned. No wonder his parents insisted on having Ye Yuan that kid as the heir. It turns out those two little devils were indeed Jun Huang’s children.
Ha-ha, such an ironically perfect coincidence, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he hurriedly recorded the conversation.
A sinister and vicious glint shone in Jun Shi’s eyes.
Not long after Jun Shi left, Ye Lu indeed could not resist and tremblingly played the recording.
Then her little face turned deathly pale, her chest in severe pain as if she was suffocated, her blood freezing into ice.
The phone silently slid from her hand and landed on the floor with a soft clack.
...
Inside the banquet, the dancing came to a pause.
Third Young Master Jun and Yiren danced several dances in a row. Even the most oblivious person could see Hua Yiren’s affection for Third Young Master Jun—it was blatantly obvious. The way she looked at him was full of tenderness and affection; her eyes hardly glanced at other men, her heart seemingly only having room for Third Young Master Jun.
Many families who had come with intentions to network sighed inwardly.
It seemed this princess had already chosen her prince, leaving no room for competition.
With the Hua family and the Jun Family forming a powerful alliance, they were set to become Asia’s number one consortium, capable of competing with the old-money tycoons of Europe and America. The Jun Family’s plans were indeed successful!
Hua Yiren’s spirits were high as she walked out of the dance floor with Third Young Master Jun, signaling with her fingers.
The band immediately ceased playing.
All the guests’ eyes fell inevitably on her beaming face, knowing she had an announcement to make. Most people had guessed that it was probably about the man she had chosen tonight!
Compared to her radiantly beautiful face, however, the exceptionally handsome and arrogant man beside her seemed cold and distant, somewhat indifferent and not particularly joyful.
