Chapter 11: Chapter 11 I Must Divorce Lingfeng!
The next day, Gu Nanqiao had not yet awakened when she was startled awake by a series of knocks on the door.
More precisely, it wasn't knocking but... slamming.
"Gu Nanqiao, I know you're in there, open the door quickly!" Xia Molan yelled shrilly from outside, pounding forcefully on the door of her bedroom, "Come out here!"
Gu Nanqiao opened her eyes, her head pounded with a splitting headache as she listened to the noise outside.
She had gone to bed after taking a bath last night but suffered from insomnia, only falling asleep after 3 a.m.
She had not slept long and was extremely weary.
But no matter how tired she was, the sound of the pounding made it impossible to continue sleeping, so she got out of bed and went to open the door for Xia Molan, "Mom."
"Gu Nanqiao!" Upon seeing her, Xia Molan's face twisted in fury, as if she was about to devour someone, she raised her hand and pointed accusingly at her, shouting angrily, "I never thought you would dare to do such a disgraceful thing behind Lingfeng's back!"
Gu Nanqiao, with her mother's sharp gaze upon her, replied with the slightest hint of impatience, "Mom, what's wrong now?"
If it had been any ordinary day, she might have maintained a smile to save face and placate Xia Molan.
But at this moment, she couldn't even muster a forced smile.
She hadn't been resting well these past few days and had finally managed to fall asleep, only to be rudely awakened so early; holding back her irritation was already her limit.
"What's wrong with me?" Xia Molan sneered, raising her hand and throwing a newspaper straight at Gu Nanqiao's face.
Gu Nanqiao stood still, unable to dodge in time, allowing the newspaper to hit her face.
The corners just grazed her face, causing a sting of pain.
She knelt down, picked up the newspaper.
It was an entertainment tabloid with a bold and glaring headline at the top—
Jinjue CEO's wife's secret midnight rendezvous with a mysterious man, lost in passion and entangled in love at a bar.
Below the headline was a photo, taken while she was cornered against the wall by Huo Jingting.
Only his back was visible in the photo, while her face was fully exposed.
She took a deep breath and said to Xia Molan, "Mom, this is a misunderstanding, I can explain."
"Explain? The facts are right before my eyes. What kind of lies do you plan to use to deceive me?" Xia Molan trusted only what she saw, laughing coldly, "Gu Nanqiao, this time, I will force Lingfeng to divorce you!"
The conversation had reached this point; it was clear she had already been condemned.
Gu Nanqiao's eyebrows knitted tightly, a trace of anger flickering in her eyes. She knew that no amount of explanation would be of use, so she fell silent.
"Wait until Lingfeng comes back. Then you can wait to be thrown out of our house!" Xia Molan dropped these final words, then turned and left the room without looking back.
Gu Nanqiao watched her retreating back, her lips parting as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.
In the end, she said nothing, watching helplessly as her mother disappeared from her sight.
"Bang—"
The sound of the door slamming shut was deafening, echoing in Gu Nanqiao's ears. She blinked, as if snapping back to some semblance of awareness.
...
...
At Jinjue Group, in the Deputy General's office.
The phone on the desk rang. Huo Jingting put down the mouse and answered the call, "Hello."
"Deputy General, there's a lady downstairs who says she wants to see you," reported the receptionist secretary, "but she doesn't have an appointment."
"Oh?" The man raised an eyebrow, a playful interest seeming to flash through his eyes, "Who is it?"