CHAPTER 99: CHAPTER 99: VENTING ONE’S SPLEEN

If it weren’t for the fact that the timing and location were wrong, she would’ve certainly chewed Jiang Wan out on the spot.

No matter what, it’s not about winning matters, but about pride; this damn woman really thought that with her sarcastic, roundabout insults, Jiang couldn’t understand what she was implying.

And about others eyeing her man.

It’s laughable.

It’s just her, finding an older guy and treating him like a treasure, holding him in the palm of her hand.

In reality, everyone else can see it clearly.

The age gap between the two is obvious, not to mention the wedding ring on the man’s hand; clearly, he’s married.

It’s obvious that Jiang Wan is just a mistress.

It’s just that she’s an idiot and hasn’t noticed the strange looks from others when they see her.

But come to think of it, it makes sense; openly going out and shopping with someone else’s man, she must be proud of her status.

After finally hooking up with such a rich man, of course, she’d want to ensnare his heart.

See, there she was, slowly showing off.

The store clerk rolled her eyes, suppressing the urge to curse out loud.

After all, she couldn’t lose this month’s sales over a moment’s impulse.

We’re all adults, after all, need to be rational; salary is the most important thing, no need to mess with upcoming commissions over Jiang Wan’s few words.

But if it meant putting up with such humiliation, the clerk absolutely couldn’t take it.

Despite fearing to offend Jiang Wan, the big customer, she still had to bite back.

The clerk’s mind worked quickly, immediately thinking of a way to retaliate, cleared her throat, and spoke up:

"Exactly, you wouldn’t believe it, working here long enough, you see all sorts of people."

"What you mentioned is just the most ordinary example; these days, there are plenty of women wanting to climb the social ladder, the moment they see a man they think has money, they eagerly stick themselves to him."

"Having worked in this mall for quite a few years now, I’ve seen plenty of such cases."

At this point, the clerk’s tone took a turn, a mocking smile playing on her lips as she continued:

"What you mentioned is just one kind, I’ve seen others too."

"There are women with no shame at all who see a wealthy man and flock to him, becoming a mistress."

"Doing such unscrupulous things for a bit of money, isn’t that brainless?"

"Why do young people these days choose to go down that road, wouldn’t the original wife tear them apart if she found out?"

"I say, you should find someone honest to settle down with, ideally with a decent family background, that’s the way for a lasting relationship."

"These young girls today are too proud, they don’t understand the wisdom of the older generation."

"There will come a day when he discards her, and then she’ll regret it."

Hearing these words, Jiang Wan’s face instantly turned pale.

She could reasonably suspect that everything the clerk said was aimed at her.

Otherwise, why would she find the words so piercing?

However, she lacked evidence, and couldn’t do anything about the clerk.

Besides, Jiang Wan thought, perhaps she was feeling guilty with a guilty conscience; after all, she knew she was the mistress.

Moreover, that Zhou Kuangyu’s ring on his left hand’s ring finger is clearly a symbol of marriage.

From the first day they were together, Zhou Kuangyu never tried to hide his married status.

So Jiang Wan knowingly became the mistress.

Furthermore, just as the clerk said, she’s with Zhou Kuangyu for his money.

If Zhou Kuangyu were a poor nobody, she wouldn’t even spare a glance at him.

Another thing, he’s a man nearing forty. While he’s decent-looking, Jiang Wan wouldn’t have taken a second look.

Currently, she acts so obsequiously in front of Zhou Kuangyu only because he has power and money to offer her a better life.

Jiang Wan suspected the person the clerk spoke of was herself.

But on second thought, she hadn’t revealed her identity or Zhou Kuangyu’s identity to the clerk, so naturally, the clerk wouldn’t know.

Probably just a coincidence.

With that thought, even though anger fumed inside her, she couldn’t do anything about the clerk.

Besides, if she were to cause a fuss, it would be admitting she was the mistress.

Jiang Wan had some intelligence, she wouldn’t allow herself to fall into a humiliating situation.

If, by any chance, she starts a fight with the clerk, and the clerk yells out to the street that there’s a mistress in her store, going after a rich man’s money, things would get ugly.

Then, even if she had ten mouths, she couldn’t talk her way out of it.

Jiang Wan was furious, bewildered by why she came out shopping and ended up getting upset.

So, even if the clerk picked up on something and sarcastically addressed it with her,

She could only swallow her pride and keep quiet.

Plus, if she really argued with the clerk, Zhou Kuangyu definitely wouldn’t stand up for her.

After all, being a mistress isn’t exactly honorable.

Zhou Kuangyu, a grown man, could just walk away, and no one would remember him.

But she was different; living in this small town for so many years, there’s no telling if someone nearby knows her.

Moreover, she attended high school here, many classmates are from around this town.

If recognized, she’d be a laughingstock.

Before even starting college, her reputation would be destroyed, so naturally, she wouldn’t dare stir things up.

The clerk relied on this fact, so she confidently spoke up.

After all, being a mistress isn’t respectable; no matter how bold Jiang Wan is, she won’t admit to being someone else’s mistress.

The clerk looked at Jiang Wan, fuming but too scared to speak, feeling deeply satisfied.