Chapter 310: Chapter 310: Unmasking the True Face

“When adults are talking, what gives a child the right to butt in? It’s impolite!”

Qin Xuexin’s voice was not small, turning heads her way, and only then did she realize that she had broken her persona.

But at that moment, Lu Xining, who had previously maintained a calm expression, suddenly turned with a cold look, eyes steeped in chilliness, looking at her as if she saw a dead object.

The temperatureless gaze from Lu Xining inexplicably frightened Qin Xuexin.

Ming Yuan, familiar with her friend’s nature, quickly covered Little Dumpling’s ears, whispering a reminder to Ji Chao and Ji Ze to do the same.

Lu Nuonuo was already well-practiced at this mommy and god-mommy routine.

Ji Chao and Ji Ze exchanged a glance and obediently covered their ears.

“Is Ms. Qin so polite herself?”

“Seducing someone else’s husband and showing up here in a wedding dress, 2+1 in tow, does that look good to you?”

“You shameless thing, must you ruin other people’s meals? How malevolent can you be?”

Lu Xining’s bold words drained Qin Xuexin’s face of color again and again.

“Ating…” Her vulnerable appearance easily evoked a protective response from men.

Ming Yuan sneered, “Is my goddaughter someone you can comment on arbitrarily?”

Qin Xuexin clutched Su Ting’s clothes tightly, seeking warmth and support from him, but his care was nowhere to be found.

Lu Xining and her party were seated in a relatively secluded part of the restaurant.

Originally unnoticed by many.

But the successive arrivals of Su Ting and Qin Xuexin heading directly towards them captured the attention of other diners.

Comparing the trending videos and photos, then looking at their attire, it was clear they’d just come from the wedding venue.

In the quiet western restaurant, beneath the graceful sound of music, it was Lu Xining’s cold questioning.

Lu Xining waved over the bodyguard to lead the three siblings out the other side first.

Once the kids left, with no more concerns, she slapped the man across the face and coldly said, “Su Ting, if you can’t control your own ‘third leg,’ can’t you at least control your woman’s mouth?”

Qin Xuexin exclaimed in shock, “What are you doing! Ating, are you okay? Does it hurt?”

The unequivocal sound of a crisp slap brought Su Ting back to his senses, his gaze sharply turning to Lu Xining.

Before he could question her, Ming Yuan stepped forward and slapped the other side of his face.

She scoffed, “Did my sister say anything wrong?”

“Yuanyuan, it’s all a misunderstanding, the video is fake, Qin Xueyuan and I have nothing…”

Su Ting in a hurry explained the video with Qin Xueyuan,

Lu Xining lazily lifted her eyes, indifferently pointing out, “What misunderstanding? Did Mr. Su’s pants fall down by themselves?”

Her words dropped, and silence engulfed the surroundings.

Other guests who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop couldn’t help but want to give a thumbs up to Lu Xining’s remark.

Speechless, Su Ting’s face was no less pale than Qin Xuexin’s.

Lu Xining approached Qin Xuexin, her formidable aura bringing an intense pressure, each step she took causing the other to fearfully step back, her eyes flitting about, not daring to meet Lu Xining’s gaze.

“Qin Xuexin, why didn’t you bring your son with you when you came back to the country?”

Her words were like a sudden downpour of cold water in winter, freezing Qin Xuexin to the core, yet she dared not retort.

The scent of Lu Xining’s cool perfume grew ever closer.

“Or is it because… you fear that your Ating will mind that you bore a child for another man?”

Su Ting looked shocked, “What are you talking about?”

Qin Xuexin’s face showed no color, and her lips were tightly bitten.

She shrank her shoulders and hid behind Su Ting, fighting back the panic inside her heart as she said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Miss Lu. We have no enmity between us, why must you target me like this?”

Lu Xining took just half a step forward, and she immediately let out a frightened shriek, huddling behind the man.

No matter what, he was the person she had liked since her youth. Su Ting stretched out his hand to block Lu Xining, warning, “Lu Xining, don’t push your luck.”

Lu Xining lifted her gaze: “This is pushing my luck?”

“Mr. Su might not know? Your ‘moonlight lady’ isn’t just about that one video.”

Her gaze shifted to Qin Xuexin, who was pale as death, she tugged at the corner of her mouth and continued, “To get a firm grip on your benefactors, you’d always secretly record videos, right?”

“That several terabytes of videos are your retirement fund, aren’t they?”

“If those men knew how you’re scheming against them, how would they deal with you? The Qin Xue Yuan special today is the bargaining chip you used to blackmail him into sending you abroad back then, isn’t it?”

Watching her secrets being exposed, Qin Xuexin felt numb in her limbs, losing all her strength; she could only cling desperately to Su Ting, this lifesaving straw, without letting go.

“Miss Lu really has the gift of gab. I know you’re capable, and it’s easy for you to forge some videos. I can’t compete with you; I’m weak and helpless, but I can bear being wronged, I absolutely won’t tolerate slander against my innocence!”

Her eyes were red as she stubbornly denied everything, showing a tough resilience that befitted a ‘little white flower’ character.

The doubt in Su Ting’s eyes softened upon seeing Qin Xuexin like this, and he continued to speak on her behalf.

Lu Xining gave a silent scoff at the man, ignoring him, and leaned down slightly, whispering close to Qin Xuexin’s ear.

She said provocatively, “Do you know who sent out the videos? It was your dear sister Qin Xue Yuan. She’s long since taken your place in Su Ting’s heart.”

Qin Xuexin bit down on her molars, almost dead with regret in her heart!

Originally, she brought Qin Xue Yuan from her hometown precisely to contrast herself with her sister’s crudeness, to ensure she stood a cut above even though they both rose from the same mud.

Who knew that wretched girl would actually suggest to Su Ting that she wanted to enter the entertainment industry and even deliberately underwent plastic surgery to look somewhat five to six points similar to her.

Qin Xuexin was filled with rage!

Yet, she was even more afraid of what else Lu Xining might say, rushing to pull Su Ting away, but the man had come to seek an explanation from Ming Yuan and wasn’t willing to leave with her.

The situation gradually reached a stalemate.

Ming Yuan forcefully pushed Su Ting, who was next to Lu Xining, aside, looking at him with great disdain, “Su Ting, you’ve truly rotted from the core.”

She took Lu Xining’s hand, continuing to speak to Su Ting, “You’ve known all along that Qin Xuexin’s death has nothing to do with me, right?”

Seeing the man’s expression suddenly change, Ming Yuan scoffed, “You just wanted to trap me by your side, watching me fall into a vortex of self-blame and internal struggle, never to climb out of Su Ting’s control, like a dog at your beck and call, satisfying your arrogance, right?”

“The laughable part is that I was once blind and couldn’t see your true face.” Ming Yuan showed a self-deprecating smile, her hatred for him grew even more intense.

Su Ting parted his lips, wanting to speak but not knowing where to start.

Looking at Ming Yuan, who spoke with cold words, he inexplicably thought of what Ji Muye had said to him: Regret is the least valuable thing.

Turning to Su Ting, then her head back to Qin Xuexin, her voice full of sarcasm, “You don’t have to keep up the act in front of me, do you think I didn’t know what kind of person you were back then? Not exposing you, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”

“You and Su Ting are a perfect match. I sincerely wish that you two lock yourselves together for life and never go out and harm others.”

Ming Yuan took Lu Xining’s hand and left.

In the elevator, seeing Ming Yuan so angry that her chest heaved, Lu Xining patted her shoulder, “It’s all in the past.”

But Qin Xuexin’s disaster was not yet past.

Qin Xue Yuan, jealous that Qin Xuexin had stolen all of Su Ting’s attention upon her return, had exposed everything she knew on the internet.

It carried a bit of the flavor of sacrificing one’s kin for righteousness.

On the other side.

Ji Muye, who received his daughter’s sobbing voice message, had remained stoic even while dealing with his wounds, but the moment he heard Little Dumpling’s cries, his face changed instantaneously, his dark eyes filling with a cold, sharp glint.

Ma Sai hurriedly said, “Boss, your wounds aren’t fully treated yet.”

“Arrange the nearest flight back to Jingzhou.” Ji Muye fastened the bandage that wasn’t yet tied up, put on a coat, and headed out the door.

No sooner had the car started than it was struck by another vehicle that came barreling through, crumpling the front end. Ji Muye’s gaze, fierce and penetrating, turned to the man in the other car.