Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 740 - 720 Don’t Steal Someone Else’s Man

Xiaolei glanced at Jiayi almost imperceptibly before hurrying to leave.

Just as she passed by Jiayi’s door, someone twisted Xiaolei’s arm, stopping her in her tracks. She took a deep breath and pulled a face, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Xiaolei asks, "I’ve never been to Europe, nor have I ever dealt with Europeans. Are all people from A Country as shameless as you?"

Each word was uttered without any consideration for the other’s feelings.

To flirt with a married man, using scented candles and sexy lingerie, and then being caught in the act by his wife, yet acting as if nothing happened, such thick-skinned women must be rare.

Unfortunately, Jiayi had encountered one such oddity.

She should probably go buy a lottery ticket sometime.

Who knows, she might just be that lucky.

Since Xiaolei was caught right in Jiayi’s room with everything laid clear, she didn’t bother with any excuses. She pulled her hand free, no longer in the mood for official talk, and straightened her thin, paper-like robe. Her eyes narrowed, raising a challenge:

"My cousin told me not to defy you, but since sister-in-law has asked me right to my face, if I don’t answer honestly, it would be disrespectful to you. So, I can only make my intentions clear to you now, yes, what I want is—" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

She paused, deliberately leaning forward, whispering into Jiayi’s ear, "—to share Cousin with you."

This feeling of challenging the first wife was truly exhilarating.

More exhilarating than any of her past romances.

Turns out, the taste of conquering and stealing someone else’s man is quite delightful.

Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was forcefully seized.

Xiaolei was startled and before she could react, Jiayi yanked her into the bathroom.

Jiayi pushed her into the bathtub and grabbed the showerhead with a fluid motion, turning it on. The water jet surged out, splashing onto Xiaolei’s face and head:

"Your father didn’t raise you well, so let me correct your values for you~"

"What values—damn it! What are you doing? Let me go~ Let me go~ Are you trying to drown me—"

Water entered Xiaolei’s eyes, making it impossible for her to keep them open, and she started shouting wildly in an attempt to struggle.

Jiayi raised her slender arm, placing it across Xiaolei’s neck in a textbook chokehold, blocking her windpipe:

"First, don’t steal someone else’s man."

"Ah—" Xiaolei’s throat was constricted by Jiayi’s grip, forcing her mouth open, cursing sporadically.

Jiayi angled the showerhead, directing the water into Xiaolei’s throat:

"Second, a foul mouth doesn’t mean you’re genuine; it’s like a flushing toilet. —Time to clean it."

Choking, Xiaolei couldn’t speak, her rage mixing with humiliation.

Just as she was about to kick out, her knee throbbed with acute pain from Jiayi’s counter-knee strike that collided with the bathtub’s edge. She cried out in pain, unable to get back up!

Being half-Western, Xiaolei had a taller physique than Jiayi, and rebelling would have been too easy.

But she had no idea where her sister-in-law had acquired such nimble strength to subdue her completely.

Add to that the effects of alcohol, leaving her reactions half a beat slower than usual, her strength was rendered useless.

Who could have thought that this sister-in-law, who appeared as innocent as a little rabbit, would actually know—

Taekwondo?

In just ten seconds or so, Xiaolei was drenched like a soaked chicken, her eyes and nostrils filled with water, and she groaned while sprawled in the bathtub, "Ugh... help, help me..."

Seeing her face turn purplish from choking, Jiayi grabbed the soaking collar of Xiaolei’s clothes and lifted her out:

"Lastly, you need some brain supplements! Being used by someone and still prancing around, be careful or you won’t even know how you end up dead!"

The last sentence served as ridicule and warning about Su Yan using her, which certainly had its purposes.

The events of the evening were, without a doubt, arranged in advance by Su Yan.

Having said that, Jiayi tossed the showerhead onto Xiaolei, grabbed a dry towel, and wiped herself down.

Feeling much refreshed after venting, she turned and left the bathroom.

Xiaolei struggled to prop up her arms and climbed up from the slippery bathtub, turned off the shower, coughed hard for a while, and finally coughed out the water from her lungs.

She gasped for breath, utterly exhausted, and only then did she feel a burning pain on her knees and throat.

Without even looking in the mirror, she knew she was covered with hideous bruises.

She had never suffered such humiliation, but it was clear that her sister-in-law intended to teach her a severe lesson tonight.

Fuming yet powerless, she clenched her fists, grabbed a towel, and while wiping her wet hair, she cursed under her breath as she walked out of the bathroom.

Upon exiting, she saw Su Yan with a cold expression on her face; she didn’t know when Su Yan had come in but was staring intently in her direction.

Feeling irked and also humiliated by not being able to catch her cousin’s attention, Xiaolei snapped, "What’s there to look at! Cousin has already left!"

Su Yan revealed a cold smirk, thinking she’s useless; she had been alone with Huo and had even shut the door to a room together but still hadn’t secured his affections, and yet she dares to be irate.

But Su Yan didn’t say much, only mocked Xiaolei with a disdainful look up and down and said icily, "Get dressed and go back."

*

Jiayi had just reached the deck by climbing the stairs when she saw George standing there waiting.

Seeing the young mistress returning triumphantly, the tension on George’s rugged face eased, and he let out a small sigh of relief.

He had thought so; since the young mistress had voluntarily stayed behind, she would likely come out on top. Boss was worrying too much.

"Didn’t you go down with him?" Jiayi stopped in her tracks.

"Uh. Yeah." George hemmed and hawed.

Jiayi immediately understood and chuckled, "Did he ask you to stay behind?"

George confessed honestly, "Yes, Boss was worried you might be at a disadvantage, so he told me to stay in case anything happened... to help you anytime."

Pfft, to help her anytime?

Was that man afraid that she would get beaten up by Xiaolei?

Had George been told to stay to step in and fight on her behalf?

She pursed her lips.

She didn’t know when it had started, but she had discovered that she knew taekwondo.

It was only after reuniting with Anya that she found out she had taken a semester of taekwondo at H University and had even taken the exams.

She had initially gone tonight to disrupt Xiaolei’s romantic encounter and would have left it at that.

But Xiaolei’s nonchalant attitude was simply infuriating.

Without a bit of reality check, she would really think she could reach for the sky.

George glanced down at the cabin again, "Young Mistress, about Miss Xiaolei..."

Jiayi understood his concern, "Don’t worry, I didn’t kill her, nor did I injure her."

Huo Zhenyang leaving her in China was enough proof that they still had to give face to A Country.

Even if Jiayi detested Xiaolei, she only meant to scare her.

After all, murder was a capital offense, and injuring someone was also a crime; was she supposed to throw her life away or go to jail over Xiaolei? Was she crazy?

The two of them descended from the yacht.

George went to bring the car around.

As Jiayi looked up, she saw Huo Zhenyang standing still, gazing over leisurely with a profound look in his eyes.

She had just thoroughly enjoyed punishing Xiaolei, but now, seeing this man walking steadily toward her, her heart inexplicably began to race.

He walked up to her and looked her over, seeing she was unharmed, and his tense expression relaxed significantly.

He raised his hand and took a strand of her hair, still wet with droplets and not yet dried, twirled it between his fingers to dry it off, and then placed it behind her ear, teasing, "All done playing?"

It was as if he was speaking to a child who had returned from a long day of play.