CHAPTER 385: 384

Lili Song was stunned for a moment, then chuckled,

"Lu Xiaoer, totally normal."

"..."

Lili Song’s words were too brief and Zhongli Wuzhi did not react at first, until Lili Song repeated,

"Lu Xiaoer’s sexual orientation is completely normal."

"What did you say?"

"Are your ears not working? How many times do I have to say it?"

"Are you saying there’s something wrong with my charm?"

"..."

Big eyes glared at squinting eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly grew cold. Lili Song looked at Zhongli Wuzhi speechlessly,

"That cold joke isn’t funny at all."

"You said... her sexual orientation... is normal? That is to say... she likes men?"

Lili Song nodded, watching Zhongli Wuzhi’s confused expression, the tense moments also filled with a hint of relief.

But... before this, Xiaoer really had fooled him badly.

"So... that night, she was really deceiving me? Why?"

"A man and a woman alone, she probably was worried you’d have bad intentions,"

Lili Song guessed.

This kind of prank that bullies people, Little Ear was quite good at it.

"Lili Song, look at me, are you sure? Are you one hundred percent sure?"

"I’m very sure."

She watched as Zhongli Wuzhi’s expression changed from stiff to ecstatic...

Zhongli Wuzhi was anything but a simple man.

Behind him was a huge family consortium.

He was the eldest son of the Zhongli family. Before he turned thirty, nobody took him seriously, treating him only as a dissolute Young Master Hua who enjoyed frolicking among women.

Cynical and not serious about life, probably a common judgment about him.

But after turning thirty, the head of the Zhongli family passed away, the family fought internally, and this underestimated eldest son brilliantly seized control of the Zhongli Consortium.

But in his emotional and personal life...

He was always quite casual. As Lu Xiaoer said, at home he was the kind of person who could lazily lie on her legs and talk nonstop all day.

Lili Song thought about it and found it amusing.

Looking down at her barely noticeable belly, her hand resting on it, she also remembered when she was heavily pregnant, and Wen Nian was clinging to her...

"When we get her out, I definitely need to settle this score properly with her,"

Zhongli Wuzhi murmured to himself.

"Xiaoer... is actually a singleton."

Lili Song’s lips moved again, and she added another sentence, this remark was no less shocking than saying "she is a lesbian."

"Singleton... Why?"

"Zhongli, if you really want to understand someone, be with them, eat and drink with them, understand her through your own insight, not through what others say."

Lili Song looked at him,

"Wen Nian and I had many issues, a large part of which were because we listened to others, understood through others..."

"Who knew, you could be introspective?"

Zhongli Wuzhi teased her.

Lili Song smiled, her gaze returning to the window, her eyes steady, "I have always been introspective, always exploring, always trying... trying to find a new possibility for him and me."

"..."

"Zhongli, Xiaoer is really good, truly wonderful..."

"I know."

Lili Song whispered softly, her fist tightening slightly, "I hope... she can hold on well... I hope nothing happens... I really hope..."

Zhongli Wuzhi’s heart was also constantly being moved.

Song Lili closed her eyes to rest for a moment...

She knew that once the plane landed, there would be no more time to rest.

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The ballroom filled with red bellflowers was already fully arranged for the wedding, seemingly just waiting for the bride to arrive.

All the guests in attendance did not rise from their seats in the end.

It was the President’s wedding, no matter who the other party was; after all, Wen Nian was the President, the person with the highest authority and status in the country.

Those who were invited should feel fortunate, proud to be invited by the President.

As for someone like Vice President Zhuo Ting, perhaps all he had in mind was to watch this drama play out...

Song Xiangqiao sat next to Zhuo Ting, each word Wen Nian had just spoken in front still ringing in her ears.

The President’s wife...

He really made it public, he really made it public for Song Lili...

The car accident on the night of Wen Liangyu’s birthday three years ago was never investigated again, and only Song Xiangqiao carefully investigated it.

No clues or evidence were left behind, not even the police record of the accident was wiped out.

Anything Wen Nian didn’t want known was truly indiscernible.

But Song Xiangqiao was smart, logical, and had already guessed a rough idea in her heart.

It was Wen Nian’s meticulous planning of swapping the prince with a pauper, allowing Song Lili to leave Anlin—the place of controversy—using Tang Xiaohua’s name.

Meticulous planning... Mr. President’s meticulous planning...

All for just one woman...

To this day, Song Xiangqiao still didn’t understand, where exactly did she fall short compared to Song Lili?

She had clearly been dead for over three years, yet here she returned.

Not only did she return, but she also directly leapfrogged above her!

She was already the Vice President’s wife! Already this country’s second in command...

But Song Lili... she became the one right below the top.

She looked around at the ten thousand red bellflowers, inappropriately planted in Anlin; Wen Nian had personally built a huge greenhouse for her...

Both were women, both beautiful, daughters of influential families. She was used by Zhuo Ting as a tool for childbearing, the tender affection others saw was all for show, all fake!

Yet Song Lili was cherished and carefully protected in the palm of Wen Nian’s hand...

"What’s wrong?"

Zhuo Ting noticed something off in Song Xiangqiao, her body trembling slightly, "Does your hand hurt?"

"Hand... When did it ever stop hurting?"

Song Xiangqiao responded faintly.

Her ten fingers were broken, a punishment given by Wen Nian.

Even after all this time, the broken fingers had still not healed properly... Only able to be covered with black gloves, rendering her unable to do anything.

"What’s wrong?"

Zhuo Ting frowned, somewhat impatiently asking again.

Song Xiangqiao’s beautiful eyes looked toward the edge of the stage, where Wen Nian was being shown on a video...

"Zhuo Ting, tell me... can a murderer become the President’s wife?"

"..."

Zhuo Ting squinted his eyes.

"If a murderer can become the President’s wife, does this country have any laws?"

Song Xiangqiao asked softly, her voice not loud, but Zhuo Ting heard every word very clearly, frowning, "Haven’t you suffered enough?"

"If I reveal the fact that Song Lili is a murderer, do you think the people sitting here would remain calm at heart?"

"..."

"As long as someone investigates, they will definitely find out, what if he’s the president? Marrying a murderer, can the citizens tolerate it? Can Congress, can the Cabinet tolerate it? If Wen Nian is impeached, Zhuo Ting..."

Song Xiangqiao looked at Zhuo Ting, highly tempting.