Chapter 294 - 289: After Getting Drunk
To discredit Fang Pingying, Xu He did not hesitate to lie.
Actually, these were not Fang Pingying’s words at all; they were Li Yuchun’s words. Even when Fang Xiu told her, she said it was Li Yuchun who said it, but Xu He insisted on placing the blame on Fang Pingying.
After hearing this, Luo Zhiming was so angry that his teeth clenched with a grinding noise, "Again that bitch Fang Pingying, I won’t let her off."
Looking at his expression, if Fang Pingying were here at this moment, he would have wanted to kill her.
This is precisely the effect Xu He wanted. Seizing the moment, she egged him on a few more times, "If I were you, I wouldn’t let her off either. She’s brought you to this state, yet she’s living happily, with both a shop and a child on the way. Once the child is born, your elder brother might dote on her even more. Their family will have everything complete, while you have nothing, not even knowing if your son is truly yours."
Hearing Xu He’s words, Luo Zhiming’s facial expression twisted even more. He guzzled down a large cup of liquor with grinding teeth, cursing, "Hmph, she won’t have it so good. If I don’t have a son, don’t even think about her having hers peacefully born."
These words were exactly what Xu He wanted to hear. What she hoped for now was for the child in Fang Pingying’s belly to be gone; then she and Luo Zhiyong might still have a chance.
Otherwise, once Fang Pingying gives birth, Luo Zhiyong will probably pay her no more attention.
Seeing that Luo Zhiming was sufficiently provoked, Xu He didn’t say much more, because if anything were to happen, she would be responsible.
She immediately changed the subject, pouring more wine for Luo Zhiming, "Come on, Brother Zhi Ming, let’s put aside those displeasures."
"Come, let’s drink away all sorrows." Luo Zhiming, at this point, was somewhat inebriated. He looked at Xu He and chuckled, taking the wine from her hand, "Let’s do it."
Luo Zhiming was silently suffering from depression and anger, which he couldn’t express. Being a cuckolded man, it’s impossible for him to feel good about it. The only option was to drown sorrows in alcohol.