I Dragged My Fiance's Uncle off the Altar

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Chapter 93: A Woman ‘s Voice

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Liu Chun had been holding it in from the beginning. After apologizing, she waited for Xing Shu’s reply.

Xing Shu looked at Feng Jian and raised her eyebrows. “You?”

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Feng Jian’s face turned pale and she could not say a word. Not only did Xing Shu want to fire her, but she also wanted her to apologize. In her dreams!

Feng Jian blustered, “Go to h*ll! Xing Shu, I won’t let you off!” Feng Jian turned on her heels and left, leaving Liu Chun with a long face. She looked at Xing Shu. “I’ve already apologized. It’s Feng Jian’s business if she doesn’t want to apologize. Can I leave now?” After she leaves, she would call her cousin-in-law and sav that she had already apologized. Then she would be free to deal with Xing Shu, without interference from her cousin-in-law. She would definitely not let Xing Shu off daring to embarrass her like this!

Xing Shu stood up and picked up the walking stick beside her. “Nie Heng should have said that he wanted you and Feng Jian to apologize to me together. Since Feng Jian has left, today’s apology doesn’t count. Find another time and invite her over.”

Liu Chun widened her eyes in disbelief. She felt that she had been tricked. “Xing Shu, I’m willing to stand here because of my cousin-in-law. Who do you think you are? If not for my cousin-in-law, you wouldn’t even have the right to talk to me with your status!” Liu Chun was so angry that her face turned red. She could only stare at Xing Shu indignantly due to Nie Heng’s warning.

Xing Shu had already walked to the bedroom door. She was about to open the door when she saw that the door was pushed open a crack; Cheng Lang was about to come out. She quickly pushed him in. Outside the room, Liu Chun saw the shadow of a man through the crack in the door. Xing Shu moved too quickly for Liu Chun to see his face clearly. But she felt that he had an aura of elegance.

Xing Shu stood in the bedroom and closed the door behind her. When she saw

Cheng Lang being pushed onto the bed by her, she laughed with mirth. “Young Uncle, if you go out now, the entire city will know about us in less than an hour.”

Cheng Lang asked, “Are you afraid?”

Xing Shu’s emotions were a little complicated. She could not fathom Cheng Lang at all. He did not seem to care if their relationship was exposed. If it was exposed, not only rumors abound, but Old Master Cheng would probably also be alerted. Cheng Lang would not be affected much. It would be dismissed as a man’s affair at most. But what about her? It would be a piece of cake to kill her.

Xing Shu lowered her eyelashes and slowly clenched her fists behind her back. “Not yet anyway.” Her voice became hoarse as she avoided Cheng Lang’s probing gaze.

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Liu Chun—who was outside the door—could not sense the undercurrent in the bedroom at all. She was left hanging there. After waiting for a while and seeing that Xing Shu did not come out, she left in resentment. When she reached downstairs, she could not help but call Feng Jian who did not pick up. She was furious. If Feng Jian had not left suddenly, this matter would have been resolved! She got hot under the collar and blocked Feng Jian’s contact information, swearing to cut off ties with her. As for Nie Heng, she would let him know that Feng Jian was unwilling to cooperate. If Xing Shu dared to complain to him, she would tell Liu Xiangru about it. If Liu Xiangru made a move, Xing Shu would be dead meat.

Liu Chun felt much more relaxed after she sorted things out in her head. She sneered and left in the car.

Upstairs, Xing Shu walked over to Cheng Lang and patted him over. “Young Uncle, where’s your cell phone? Let me make a call.”

Cheng Lang would never let anyone have such a personal item like a cell phone. However, he melted and tacitly agreed at the sight of Xing Shu’s softened tone and puppy-dog eyes.

Xing Shu took the cell phone—grabbed Cheng Lang’s finger—and used it to unlock the fingerprint lock. Then, she found Nie Heng’s phone number and called him. It was already 8 p.m.. Nie Heng was at Sunset Bar in attendance of Jin Yue’s welcoming party, but he did not like such gatherings. So, he found a corner to sit down after some greetings. He raised his eyebrows when he saw Cheng Lang calling. Jin Yue—who was beside him—also saw the caller ID. Thinking that Cheng Lang was coming over, a smile flashed across her eyes. “Is

Cheng Lang coming over?”

Nie Heng shook his head. “Cheng Lang, what’s up?” However, it was not Cheng

Lang’s voice. Instead, it was a woman’s voice. “President Nie.”

Nie Heng was stunned. He turned off the speakerphone reflexively. Xing Shu actually dared to use Cheng Langs cell phone to call him? Cheng Lang was a very particular person in all aspects. He hated it when others touched his personal belongings.. He actually indulged Xing Shu to this extent?

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