Shi Wenwen did not expect that these composite photos would be seen through by Yan Xi at a glance.
Shi Wenwen’s gaze was fixed on the photos, as if she could tear through every flaw.
After composing them, she had checked them countless times, certain there wasn’t the slightest loophole, before sending them to Yan Xi. Yet, Yan Xi replied almost instantly.
This left Shi Wenwen feeling embarrassed and losing face.
Shi Wenwen’s face contorted with anger at Yan Xi’s words.
Yan Xi sneered and asked, “Is that all? Too childish. Anything else? For example, some risqué photos of you and Fu Yan Ting? Like these.”
After sending her message, Yan Xi also sent a few photos, all of them taken with Fu Yan Ting in the past.
They looked so sweet back then.
Yan Xi was cooking in the kitchen, with Fu Yan Ting holding her from behind.
Yan Xi was strolling by the sea, with Fu Yan Ting holding her hand.
Seeing those photos, Yan Xi’s thoughts drifted back five years. Back then, she could never have imagined that things would come to this between her and Fu Yan Ting.
Upon seeing these photos, Shi Wenwen’s face twisted with jealousy.
She hadn’t expected Yan Xi to be so shameless, daring to post such photos to brag.
That made sense. Fu Yan Ting now hated Yan Xi to the core, so Yan Xi could only use these photos to maintain a sense of presence and console herself.
Yan Xi suddenly felt that arguing with Shi Wenwen was childish and wanted to withdraw the photos, but it had already been more than two minutes, and they couldn’t be recalled.
Yan Xi decided to just let it be. Since they were already sent and couldn't be recalled, she might as well let them be.
Yan Xi tossed her phone aside.
But the phone kept buzzing.
Even without looking, Yan Xi knew all these messages were from Shi Wenwen.
Yan Xi gave a wry smile. She hadn't expected Shi Wenwen to be so persistent and still have the energy to message her.
Yan Xi picked up her phone and opened the dozens of messages Shi Wenwen had sent. Yan Xi didn't want to read them one by one and simply ignored them. She scrolled down to the last message, where Shi Wenwen asked to meet her.
[Yan Xi, let’s meet. Don’t you want to know how Zhang Ma died?]
Yan Xi was indeed shocked by Zhang Ma’s death. Yan Xi originally wanted to refuse Shi Wenwen’s request, but instinctively, she agreed.
At the coffee shop.
Shi Wenwen sat there, looking at Yan Xi with the air of a victor, and said softly, “Zhang Ma is dead. She was murdered three days after leaving the Fu family. Her body was only found today.”
Yan Xi wasn’t interested in any of this. She only wanted to know how Zhang Ma died.
“Yan Xi, if you hadn’t driven Zhang Ma away, she wouldn’t have been harmed. Therefore, you are directly responsible for Zhang Ma’s death.”
“What does this have to do with you? How do you know I drove Zhang Ma away?”
Shi Wenwen hadn’t visited Fu Yan Ting’s residence during this time, and her relationship with Zhang Ma wasn’t close enough for Zhang Ma to tell her about her whereabouts.
Therefore, Yan Xi was very curious how Shi Wenwen knew all of this.
“Of course, Yan Ting told me. He also said that the woman he hates the most is you, and he’s only keeping you around to torment you. Yan Xi, if I were you, I’d be sensible and leave on my own. That way, we can at least retain a shred of dignity.”
“Whether to leave or not, and how to leave, is not for you to tell me.”
If these words came from someone else, Yan Xi might have believed they genuinely cared about her.
But hearing them from Shi Wenwen, Yan Xi only found it laughable.
And Yan Xi was indeed not polite, bursting into laughter.
Shi Wenwen hadn’t expected Yan Xi to be so shameless, saying such things.
She had truly seen it all.
“Don’t worry, even if I leave, I’ll find a way to make Fu Yan Ting abandon you.”
“You…”
Yan Xi knew that Shi Wenwen’s rambling was meant to disgust her on purpose.
If Shi Wenwen thought this could break Yan Xi, she was gravely mistaken.
Yan Xi sneered, not taking Shi Wenwen’s words to heart at all.
Shi Wenwen hadn’t expected Yan Xi to be so wicked.
She was infuriated.
Shi Wenwen narrowed her eyes, looking at Yan Xi, and said coldly, “Yan Xi, aren’t you curious how Zhang Ma died? Do you want to become the next Zhang Ma?”
Yan Xi, who had been calm,’s eyes widened in disbelief upon hearing Shi Wenwen’s words. She stared at Shi Wenwen and asked coldly, “You killed Zhang Ma, didn’t you?”
Shi Wenwen did not deny it.
She looked at Yan Xi with a triumphant expression, showing a hint of approval.
She smiled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes.
Shi Wenwen said softly, “I finally understand why Fu Yan Ting chose you among so many women. Yan Xi, your intelligence truly impresses me.”
“Shi Wenwen, aren’t you too pathological? You love Fu Yan Ting, and you know how much Zhang Ma meant to him. Why did you still lay hands on Zhang Ma?”
“I love Fu Yan Ting, but Fu Yan Ting doesn’t love me. After so many years, no matter how hard I try, he won’t even glance at me. Yet, you hurt him so many times, and he still chooses you.”
“Even so, you shouldn’t have killed Zhang Ma. That was a human life! How could you do it?”
Yan Xi looked at Shi Wenwen, a chill suddenly creeping up her spine.
Yan Xi couldn’t understand. If Shi Wenwen truly loved Fu Yan Ting, how could she bear to do something that would hurt him so deeply?
“So what? That old woman deserved to die. She didn’t treat me well when she was alive, and she wasn’t particularly kind to me either. Now, her death can make Fu Yan Ting loathe and hate you so much. It’s killing two birds with one stone.”
Shi Wenwen spoke these words with a light tone, showing no signs of the psychological burden of having taken a life.
Yan Xi looked at Shi Wenwen in disbelief. Shi Wenwen was quite beautiful and came from a good background. If she hadn’t been so fixated on Fu Yan Ting, she would have found her own happiness.
But she had a near-pathological obsession with Fu Yan Ting, willing to pay any price to get him.
If Fu Yan Ting knew that Shi Wenwen was the one who killed Zhang Ma, Yan Xi wondered what his reaction would be.
“Shi Wenwen, aren’t you afraid of Zhang Ma’s vengeful spirit coming for you in your sleep?”
Yan Xi asked coldly.
Thinking of Shi Wenwen’s actions, Yan Xi suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She had never met such a ruthless woman. Yan Xi felt Shi Wenwen was a pervert and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Yan Xi stood up, preparing to leave. But as she turned, she was surrounded by a group of burly men.