Chapter 417 - Huo Yunting’s Revenge III
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WARNING! Tsundere President
- Shopkeeper Fang
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- 2020-05-11 05:54:21
Chapter 417: Huo Yunting’s Revenge III
Translator:
EndlessFantasy Translation
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EndlessFantasy Translation
What do you mean?
Huo Zhenning’s voice turned hoarse as the glass shook in his grip. He looked at Lu Zhaoyang folding her hands in anxiety,
Is it—is it true?
Lu Zhaoyang stiffly nodded. Her lips flattened as she glanced at the tablet in Huo Yunting’s hands.
The old man shuddered in shock unlike the old woman who quivered with excitement. It was such exhilarating news like muse to her ears. If it was not the fact they were in public, she might have laughed out loud in joy.
FINALLY! That lunatic woman IS DEAD! No one anymore shall threaten my position in this family. NO ONE! The last obstacle is gone! My day has come!
Her smile crumbled the moment Huo Yunting exchanged glances with her. It was a hideous glare. Her cheeks twitched as she put up her masterly acting skills again, sniffing as she grabbed her mouth in disbelief. She seized Huo Zhenning by his arm,
Yunting—don’t be too sad about this. Nobody wanted this to happen…
Oh please, keep the pretentious acting to yourself. Aren’t you the one who assigned somebody to put the newspaper with you and your beloved husband inside my mother’s ward? Hmph, isn’t that obvious enough?
He snorted,
What a whore. A woman like you aren’t enough close to my mother’s toenail. I must agree that aging makes one’s eyesight poor. You sure want junk that nobody else wants, even treasure it. How funny.
Yunting, I can tolerate whatever you did to me but you can’t simply accuse me for things I had NEVER done! How did I even do that when I have been in the Capital the whole time? Say anything you want but with proof!
Refuted Xue Yuming. Her experience told her that Huo Yunting was not exactly confident on the culprit behind that move. That boy would have confronted her directly if he was very sure.
Therefore, Xue Yuming must not act weak towards Huo Yunting or the gossip would drag her down!
Huo Yunting lowered his gaze as his fingers brushed over the tablet carefully. The letters QIU RAN reflected in his eyes,
Your technique of manipulating people is rather impressive, I must say. What a society we are in. Even the other woman who tore the entire family apart and pressed the former wife to death could speak as loud and righteous as you now. Madam Xue Yuming, did you leave your pride and morality as a human being in your mother’s womb when you were born?
Madam Xue is your elderly!
Shouted Huo Zhenning fiercely.
Shut the hell up.
Huo Yunting swung the old man away, glaring with bloodshot eyes as he ground his teeth like a wolf about to thrash and annihilate the world.
Those eyes muted Huo Zhenning. He could not believe that he failed to utter a word.
Yunting scanned Xue Yuming from head to toe and his finger pointed at her as he asked Huo Zhenning,
I don’t understand. I don’t understand what about her that made you love her so much. This woman manipulated, even forsook her own child. And this woman also formulated plans to drive your already mentally-ill ex wife to death! There’s NOTHING HUMANE ABOUT THIS WOMAN! Why do you even love her?
The more Huo Yunting pointed out about Xue Yuming, the more he felt sorry for his late mother who had been mumbling to avenge herself and make Xue Yuming pay every single day.
Nevertheless, her son who heard everything did not do anything else apart from insulting this wicked woman and marrying her daughter.
Therefore it had to be today! He MUST bring Xue Yuming’s dignity down the drain!
There was a monstrous thrill that overwhelmed him thinking as such. His deepest and darkest secret nearly escaped his lips to tell the world that Lu Zhaoyang was his. They were married all along!
Imagine what hell Huo Zhenning and Xue Yuming would be in if he ever did that! They would lose every ounce of their credibility and shall be notorious till the day they died!
ISN’T THIS MY PLAN WHEN I FIRST MARRIED LU ZHAOYANG?
HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN ALL THIS?