Chapter 119: His ego would be hurt
Of course, none of them questioned whether the story was true. After all, Hua Ling herself had told them about it in the most pitiful and heart-wrenching way possible, her beautiful eyes glistening with unshed tears.
It never even crossed their minds that Hua Ling might have fabricated the entire event, twisting reality to paint herself as the helpless victim and Hua Jing as the cruel, scheming villain.
The women exchanged smug glances, their excitement barely contained.
"Just wait until she arrives," one of them whispered, a sly smile creeping onto her lips. "She won’t be able to escape the shame we have in store for her."
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While the women continued to chatter amongst themselves, none of them noticed the elegant figure standing just a few steps behind them. Dressed in her finest robes, with an air of grace and authority, Chen Li listened to every word with a pleased smile. Gossiping was beneath someone of her stature, but since the subject was none other than Hua Jing, she found herself in an unusually good mood.
Hua Jing, oh Hua Jing, she thought, none of these people want to see you here, yet you still insist on showing your face. How laughable.
She had ensured that today would be a day Hua Jing would regret for the rest of her life. The pieces were already in motion, and once her plan was fully executed, there would be no escaping it.
As the lively conversations continued around her, another person sat quietly, lost in his own thoughts. Jiang Lei, the groom of the day, found his gaze shifting restlessly around the banquet hall, searching—though for what, he wasn’t entirely sure. Or perhaps he knew but refused to acknowledge it.
He was looking for Hua Jing.
It had been months since she was taken into the palace as the seventh consort, and in all that time, their paths had never crossed again. He had been convinced that she would never return to the Hua Mansion, yet a part of him hoped—no, expected—her to be here today.