“I just remembered, my brother also mentioned having several wives.”
Dai Xingluo handed the phone back to Xu Mu. “I originally thought he was joking, but turns out it’s true.”
“The part about several wives is false, but this one wife is real.”
Xu Mu slipped the phone into his pocket.
“Can I meet this sister of yours?”
Dai Xingluo asked with a smile.
“What do you want to do?”
Xu Mu suddenly fixed her with a cold, calm gaze. “Xingluo, she’s my family. If you dare harm her in any way, I won’t forgive you.”
“Ah, so this is how I look in my brother’s eyes. I just wanted to have a cup of tea with your sister, that’s all.”
Dai Xingluo sighed softly before asking, “What’s her name?”
Xu Mu hesitated for a moment but decided to tell her, “Her name is Ye Tong.”
“That name sounds familiar... I think I’ve heard it before.”
“She’s originally from the Ye family in Yang City.”
Xu Mu explained.
Dai Xingluo suddenly understood—it was the Ye family from before. She decided she had to meet her.
…
After Xu Mu sent Dai Xingluo back to the antique shop, he drove back home.
Firewood was similar to ordinary wood, with one key difference—it was fire-resistant.
So Xu Mu could easily make use of it himself.
Back at home, Xu Mu took out a dagger and carved a small hollow inside the wood, making the internal space as large as possible.
In the end, he shaped the firewood into something resembling a sphere.
The sphere had a small hole about two fingers wide; inside it was hollow, enough to hold four or five pills at once.
Without a more precious pill furnace, he could only rely on this method.
He didn’t plan to finish all at once—he intended to make three first and then continue later.
Maybe someday, he would find even better materials.
…
A black Mercedes-Benz AMG was now parked in front of the gate of the villa district where Xu Mu lived.
Dai Xingluo sat behind the wheel, her eyes fixed without blinking on the scene outside.
She had already done her homework on Xu Mu.
The Xu family of Jiang City currently resided in the Jiangshang Villa District.
Not only that, she even knew exactly which cars were registered under his name.
Just moments ago, she had bribed the security guards here and learned from them.
Xu Mu’s two cars went out almost every day.
From this, she confirmed that Xu Mu wasn’t lying—he really had a wife living with him.
Dai Xingluo clenched her fists, feeling deeply upset.
The man she liked spent every day cozying up to other women, filling her with murderous intent.
What she liked, she had to take back. If she couldn’t get it, she’d rather destroy it.
Growing up in the Dai family, this kind of personality often left her beaten and bruised, but she never changed.
“It should be here soon. I want to see what kind of woman dares to steal my man!”
Dai Xingluo glanced at her phone.
Time passed bit by bit.
A Porsche 911 appeared in her view.
She carefully checked the license plate—yes, it was definitely Xu Mu’s car.
Dai Xingluo immediately started her engine and drove toward the car, deliberately blocking the entrance to the villa gate.
She rolled down the car window and gestured to Ye Tong to do the same.
Ye Tong was a bit puzzled but followed Dai Xingluo’s lead anyway.
“Sis, I’m carrying Xu Mu’s child. I want to talk to you.”
Dai Xingluo’s eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled warmly.
Hearing this, Ye Tong’s expression froze for a moment before she nodded.
Both cars pulled away together and stopped by the roadside.
Dai Xingluo reached for the dagger in the center console cup holder but hesitated, ultimately putting it back down.
She wanted to see what kind of person Ye Tong really was first.
If there was another way to make her leave Xu Mu, that would be best.
If she left on her own, Xu Mu wouldn’t hold it against her in the future.
As Dai Xingluo stepped out of the car, she noticed Ye Tong getting out too.
She stared at Ye Tong and secretly admired her—this woman was truly beautiful.
Not in a stunning way, but in a way that made people feel comfortable.
A barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of Dai Xingluo’s mouth as Ye Tong briskly walked toward her.
No need to guess—she was about to argue, maybe even hit her.
Bring it on!
If you dare lay a hand on me, I’ll fight back without hesitation.
“How many months now? Are you feeling alright?”
Ye Tong came up to Dai Xingluo and took her hand, asking with genuine concern.
“Ah?”
Dai Xingluo froze.
What was going on?
Had she not understood what she just said?
So Dai Xingluo reminded her again, “Sis, I’m not lying—I’m carrying Xu Mu’s child.”
“I know. When did you two meet?” Ye Tong asked.
Dai Xingluo gave a slightly mocking smile. “About a month ago. Xu Mu was practically calling me every day, saying his wife at home didn’t satisfy him.”
She sneered inwardly. By saying it like this, Ye Tong would definitely get angry.
And then go ask Xu Mu for a divorce.
“Sigh, so that’s how my husband really feels.”
Ye Tong lowered her head slightly and let out a deep sigh.
Dai Xingluo was thrilled—exactly!
Go ahead and get that divorce!
“I really did wrong by him.”
Ye Tong whispered softly.
He’s so strong, but every time after Xu Mu finished the first round, she’d beg for mercy and pretend to be asleep.
She hadn’t been able to satisfy him twice in a row.
Ye Tong felt a pang of guilt—she truly felt sorry for Xu Mu.
Her husband had been wronged.
“What the heck? Sis, he cheated! Why are you apologizing? It’s clearly his fault!”
Dai Xingluo was dumbfounded.
“No, it’s my fault. If I had been good enough, he wouldn’t have cheated.”
Ye Tong shook her head, then grabbed Dai Xingluo’s hand. “Don’t worry, since I’m already carrying the child, I’ll accept you. Come home with me first.”
Dai Xingluo took a deep breath, feeling that something was off.
Had she recently ordered too much takeout and gone crazy from all the discounts?
This didn’t make any sense.
“Sis, aren’t you afraid I’m a bad person?”
Dai Xingluo looked at Ye Tong curiously. “Like maybe I only went after Xu Mu for his money?”
“No way. I’m usually pretty good at reading people. You’re so beautiful, you make me feel inadequate. How could you do something like that?”
Ye Tong looked at Dai Xingluo with a smile and said, "It's only natural that my husband can't keep himself together around you."
Dai Xingluo felt her cheeks flush.
This woman...
Forget about getting physical with her—right now, Dai Xingluo didn’t even have the nerve to say anything sarcastic.
"Sis... you're more beautiful than I am," Dai Xingluo murmured, her head lowered.
"Then later, let our husband be the judge," Ye Tong said, laughing as she took Dai Xingluo’s hand.
"Our... husband..."
Hearing this, Dai Xingluo’s cheeks deepened in color. "Sis, are you really okay with this?"
"You might not understand what it means to belong to a hidden family," Ye Tong decided it was time to give Dai Xingluo a little perspective.
She had originally planned to step in and take the heat herself, but since it was being handed to her on a silver platter, there was no way she’d let this opportunity slip by.
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