Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 133 Not even as good as an inflatable doll
Jiang Rourou stared blankly at the million-dollar check in her hand, "Brother Jiayang, what is this...?"

"Jiang Rourou, did you deliberately go to my mom's to cause trouble? I thought you were some innocent girl, but you're such a sissy. I advise you to give up on that idea. No matter how much trouble you cause, I will never want you again. Take this and get out of here. If you cause any more trouble, you'll regret it!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Rourou's face was filled with grief. "Xiao Jiayang, do you... have no feelings for me at all now?"

Xiao Jiayang chuckled sinisterly, "At this point, I'll tell you the truth: to me, you're just a tool to satisfy my physical needs. What man wouldn't like someone who's good in bed? Jiang Rourou, you should know your place. You're the daughter of a mistress, what makes you think I truly love you? Anyone worthy of standing beside me, Xiao Jiayang, must be from a prestigious family. What are you? Don't you even know your place? Besides, you were the one who seduced me in the first place. I made a mistake on impulse. Hurry up and take the money, and don't bother me again..."

Wow!
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Rourou splashed a drink on his face.

Immediately, thick, orange-yellow juice dripped down Xiao Jiayang's hair, quickly staining a large area of ​​his light-colored suit.

The surrounding customers all pointed and whispered in this direction.

Xiao Jiayang wiped his face with a tissue, suppressing the rising anger, and gritted his teeth, saying fiercely, "Jiang Rourou, do you want to die? How dare you splash me?"

He dared not make any big moves, lest he attract attention from those around him. After all, he was a person of status, and it wouldn't look good if word got out. Normally, he would definitely have taken action to settle this score.

Jiang Rourou pointed at him, crying and berating him, "Xiao Jiayang, you're not human, you have no conscience..."

Xiao Jiayang laughed, slowly wiping the stains off his coat. "We're both the same, you're no better yourself!"

"Alright, that's enough. Whether you take the money or not, this is the end of our relationship. If you're sensible, it'll be better for everyone!" Xiao Jiayang tossed the paper ball aside and left without a word.

Jiang Rourou slumped into a chair, her eyes filled with sorrow and grief.

After dealing with his relationship with Jiang Rourou, Xiao Jiayang went straight back to the Xiao family. Chen Wanru was relieved to hear that he had completely broken off his relationship with Jiang Rourou.

When Xiao Jiayang returned to his residence, he found Nan Wu asleep on the sofa.

The TV screen was still lit, her hand holding the remote control was hanging halfway in the air, and she was wearing a thin blanket, with a pair of slender, white, long legs under her nightgown.

Nan Wu usually wears silk dresses at home, but now that she and Xiao Jiayang are under the same roof, she has to be careful, so she always wears long sleeves and covers herself up very well.

Xiao Jiayang tiptoed up to her, his greedy gaze taking in her from head to toe, finally settling on her feet painted with red nail polish.

Nan Wu's hands are beautiful, but her feet are even more so. The red color makes her surrounding skin appear cold and pale. Her ankles have smooth curves and her foot bones are well-defined. If she wore high heels, she would be even more captivating to men.

Men who know how to have fun understand that just those legs alone can make them drool for a long time.

Xiao Jiayang's Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly, desire burning in his eyes.

Nan Wu vaguely sensed someone unbuttoning her clothes. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Jiayang's impatient face.

"Xiao Jiayang, what are you doing!"

Not only did he kick the person away, he also slapped him across the face.

Xiao Jiayang's face and stomach ached, and he howled with a dark expression, "You bitch, open your eyes and look around! This is my house, I'm your husband, it's only natural for me to sleep with my own wife, and you dare to hit me? Have I been too kind to you?"

He raised his hand to return the favor, but Nan Wu tilted her head back and brought her face close. "Come on, go ahead and hit me if you dare. I want to see what Grandpa Xiao will think when he sees the handprint on my face!"

Xiao Jiayang narrowed his eyes. "You're threatening me? You really think I wouldn't dare? Don't forget, he's my own grandfather, and you're an outsider. What makes you think he'll side with you?"

"You can try if you don't believe me!" Nan Wu wasn't afraid at all. "You!" Xiao Jiayang made a move, but was ultimately subdued by a woman. "You win!"

Xiao Jiayang rubbed his face, feeling increasingly humiliated. Unable to swallow his anger, he snorted coldly and said, "Nan Wu, I really don't understand. What good does this do for you? And what exactly are you trying to do? Aren't you afraid I'll divorce you?"

Nan Wu blinked. "Young Master Xiao, how about we make a deal?"

Xiao Jiayang smirked, "Why should I agree?"

Nan Wu smiled, "Then you'll have to listen to it first!"

She paused, then continued, "For the time being, we'll just be a couple in name only. You can do whatever you want outside, and I promise to pretend I know nothing. In fact, if anyone questions you, I can even speak up for you. I'm the young mistress of the Xiao family, and I doubt anyone would doubt what I say. As for what I do, it's none of your business!"

Xiao Jiayang caught a sensitive word: "During this period?"

"Yes, I won't let you touch me, and you don't like me, so you'll definitely try every means to divorce me, right?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I marry you? You're not even as good as an inflatable doll, okay?" Xiao Jiayang dared to say anything.

Nan Wu shrugged. "That's settled then. If you can't take it anymore after a while and want a divorce, then we can talk about it. I'll fully cooperate with you, okay?"

Once Nanwu truly takes over, no matter how chaotic things get here, it will no longer concern her.

Xiao Jiayang circled Nan Wu several times, looking her over with suspicion. "Your Nan family went through so much trouble to get you into the Xiao family, would you really be so willing to let you get a divorce? Tell me, what exactly are you plotting?"

Nan Wu's sudden standing up startled him, causing him to flinch.

"Don't believe me if you want, but you should think it over carefully!"

Nan Wu had already thought it through. Even if Xiao Jiayang didn't agree, the days he had spent considering or hesitating were enough for him to wait for the real Nan Wu to take over. She did this to divert Xiao Jiayang's attention, buy time, and protect herself.

In the afternoon, she went back to the Nan family home from the Nan company.

She needed to move her important belongings to the Xiao family one by one so that she could leave directly without having to waste time going back to the Nan family.

Jiang Rourou was also at home. When she saw her, she looked at her with disdain. Nan Wu was in a good mood and didn't bother to argue with her.

A phone call came in. Nan Wu glanced around, then walked straight to a secluded corner with her phone in hand.

"what's up?"

"You mean this? It's alright, she won't notice anything!"

"Okay, okay, I'll thank you, alright? I'll repay you properly later!"

"Okay, just wait a few more days, I can go back in less than a week!"

Jiang Rourou, who had been eavesdropping from a corner, covered her mouth in horror.

She seemed to have discovered some earth-shattering secret, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Wait a minute, isn't Nanwu's home right here? But she just said she could go back in a week? Where is she going? And who was that person on the other end of the phone?
All of this seemed to be leading Jiang Rourou in a certain direction.

There's definitely something wrong with Nan Wu!