Chapter 48 – You’ve Got The Wrong Person
“He’s not sincere in pursuing his wife,” Li Rong, as an Alpha with rich experience in pursuing his wife, thinks he has the right to speak, “Under normal circumstances, to apologize, to win back, to pursue his wife, to show sincerity, generally speaking, the more miserable the better, but he still has time to take a shower and change clothes before coming over.”
“That’s fine, isn’t it?” Zhou Tao also joined the conversation. “If I want to win someone back, I must leave a good impression on them.”
Li Rong’s eyes were immediately filled with pity, and he said, “Xiao Zhou*, you have never dated anyone, right?”
[*T/N: “Xiao” is used an a diminutive and added to the front of Zhou Tao’s surname to form a nickname of sorts.]
Zhou Tao scratched his head stupidly, and asked, ”How do you know?”
“Because couples who have been together for a long time are already very familiar with each other’s appearance, so it is difficult to impress each other with stunning looks. And if I show up looking very glamorous and beautiful, doesn’t it mean that I can live well without you? Who will be softhearted when they see that?”
“So it’s actually like that!” Zhou Tao looked as if he had suddenly seen the light.
Li Rong continued, “At this time, it’s more important to play the emotional card, pretend to be pitiful, or show sincerity. The more miserable I am, the more I care about the other person. This is the correct way to win back my lover.”
Zhou Tao suddenly realized something and felt that something was wrong: “…But why are you so proficient at this?”
Li Rong: “…”
Fortunately, An Ji was still thinking about the case and didn’t notice their conversation.
Translations by Vanilla Muse. Read on vmnovels [dot] com
Li Rong’s words were correct. For normal people who wanted to win back their partner, they would not show up looking so glamorous, but He Guangzong’s attitude of trying to get back together did not seem fake.
Why was that?
Could something have happened last night that forced him to shower and change clothes?!
There was indeed something fishy with He Guangzong!
No, it should be Song Meng had lied too!
Ten minutes later, An Ji and Li Rong appeared in the Song family’s living room again.
“Is there something else you need?” Song Meng glanced at them and seemed to be too lazy to deal with them.
An Ji asked, “Your relationship with He Guangzong is pretty good, right?”
Song Meng was stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head: “I don’t want to talk about him.”
“Then let me re-phrase my question.” An Ji leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His sharp eyes pierced directly into Song Meng’s eyes, “Why do you want to break up?”
Song Meng’s face flashed with an unnatural look, but his good manners prevented him from getting up and chasing them away. He just said, “This matter should have nothing to do with solving the case.”
An Ji pressed, “Since the two of you are engaged, why do you suddenly want to break up?”
“It’s just that our personalities don’t match.” Song Meng obviously didn’t want to continue, and his tone became cold. “If there is nothing else, please leave. I feel a little uncomfortable and need to rest.”
An Ji stood up and said sternly: “Does your conscience feel good if you make up false evidence to cover up the crime and let He Guangzong go unpunished?!”
Song Meng was instantly frozen in place, with an expression of shame and embarrassment on his face. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his teeth: “What do you mean? I know nothing.”
Song Meng sat with his back ramrod straight. His hands were folded atop his thighs. His gaze fixed firmly on An Ji’s brows, as if he were an unattainable goddess, exuding an inviolable aura from head to toe.
Unfortunately for him, An Ji sent him back to hell with just one sentence.
“Did you really not see An Ning after you went back?”
Song Meng’s face turned pale instantly.
He felt as if he had returned to the dark garden last night.
In his mind’s eyes, Song Meng could see the other omega’s flowery white thighs flash in front of him. It was as if the sound of heavy breathing was still ringing in his ears. Song Ming stood behind the flower, watching his fiancé acting like a mad dog. He was pressing down the omega and piercing him without a care.
Just thinking about it made him feel sick. He sat there as if his soul had been sucked out, and even the color on his lips had faded completely.
After a long silence, Song Meng slowly spoke, his voice hoarse: “He said he just got the wrong person…”
