My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 932 - 931 The Taste of Heartache

Who is Third Young Master Jun, if not someone she knew all too well? A man inherently devoid of integrity. That Eastern woman sure looks pretty, fitting his aesthetic just right.

Seeing how affectionate that woman is with him, it’s not the look of a fresh acquaintance. How long has this been going on?

"Mommy, you’re misunderstanding," Ye Yiyi immediately became anxious, "Daddy was just being polite, that’s why he let her link arms. It’s just an arm, it doesn’t mean anything. The person Daddy loves the most is you, he definitely won’t fall for someone else."

With self-derision, Ye Lu’s heart questioned, the most loved?

The man’s love seemed shallow indeed. Just last night he had been intimate with her, whispering sweet nothings of love by her ear.

And today he’s holding another woman’s arm, boldly attending the banquet. It shows that what men say in bed is not at all reliable.

But why should she feel disappointed?

What does that represent?

She ought to feel nothing, as she was well aware of his promiscuous nature and had decided not to care about anything related to this man anymore.

Mu Bao’er, why did you have to say those things to me, forcing me to discern my true feelings? Even if it’s self-deception, couldn’t I at least lie to myself for a while?

Why must you make me feel that disappointment, that heartache, all over again?

I loathe this feeling!

Ye Lu bowed her head and closed her eyes, her complexion pale.

"Mommy." Ye Yuan held her hand, heartache evident.

Ye Lu looked up, smiling faintly: "I’m fine."

She had learned to endure, learned to bury her true self deep down, and revert to being that indifferent, nonchalant person.

At this moment, Ivanov had already descended to the lower floor, smiling as he stepped forward to greet Hua Lunxi, expressing his utmost welcome.

Hua Lunxi was puzzled by his overly enthusiastic demeanor, and the surrounding guests, Ji Mo, Su Feiman, they all narrowed their eyes in surprise, equally perplexed.

The Hua Clan didn’t have significant ties with the Ivan Family; Ivan’s attitude was so passionately strange that it unsettled people.

"Mr. Hua, allow me to introduce my adopted Eastern daughter, Yiren," Ivanov immediately said with a beaming smile, introducing the woman by his side.

Ye Lu’s eyes widened in shock. This woman who had stolen the Hua family’s treasure was actually Ivanov’s adopted daughter.

Then, this wasn’t a simple theft but a conspiracy, with the international arms-dealing Ivan Family meddling in the affairs of the Hua family.

The Hua family had never offended this family; what could their purpose be?

The woman called Yiren, with deep and meaningful eyes, watched Hua Lunxi with a glint in her gaze.

"I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time. You’re just as composed and gentle as I imagined," Yiren’s husky voice carried an unusual emotion, and her expression wasn’t that of someone introducing herself, but rather as if reuniting with long-lost kin.

Hua Lunxi, taken aback, subtly shook her hand: "Miss Yiren has heard of me too?"

"Of course, although you don’t know me, I am quite familiar with you." Yiren’s smile was beaming, with her gorgeous lips curled and her eyes casting coy glances, somewhat flirtatiously.

Hua Lunxi grew even more suspicious. According to Ye Lu’s clues, this woman was likely the thief from the museum, yet upon meeting him, she didn’t show the slightest bit of guilt; her demeanor was still so affectionate.

"All right, no need to stand around. With the night being so pleasant, why not dance a tune?" Ivanov laughed heartily.

"Jun Huang, let’s dance," Yiren said with a smile, taking the initiative to pull Third Young Master Jun to the dance floor.

Third Young Master Jun’s eyes flashed. Ivanov’s enthusiasm and Yiren’s behavior towards Hua Lunxi sparked a lightning-fast thought in his mind.

End of today’s update.