After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 25 She's the Mistress
Lin's mother genuinely felt that Gu Xijue had gone too far this time.

Bringing his mistress into the house and expecting the woman of the house to cook for them—isn't that insane?
She took the vegetables from Song Jin'an and put them in the sink: "You call yourself a socialite heiress? What kind of rich girl would come here to destroy someone else's family? You're so pretty, but your heart is so dirty that even bleach can't clean it!"

Lin's mother was indignant and kept talking.

Song Jin'an was amused by her and reached out to pat Lin Ma's shoulder, gesturing with her hands.

—Don't worry about me, I'm fine.

Halfway through cooking, Song Jin'an went to the restroom and ran into Su Ruoya at the corner when she came out.

Judging from this posture, it was clear that she was deliberately waiting for her here. Song Jin'an still vividly remembered the scene where she was pushed and bumped in the stomach last time.

She protected her stomach and took a step back to a safe distance.

Looking at her terrified expression, Su Ruoya sneered, "Your belly is really lucky; with so much blood, you didn't die."

Then, with a look of anticipation, he sized her up and down: "You do look quite good in this apron; you're definitely cut out to serve others."

Song Jin'an originally wanted to tolerate it, but Su Ruoya was really going too far, and she got fed up.

He took out his phone and deliberately turned the volume up to the maximum.

A cold, emotionless voice broadcast echoed through the sky: "You really think these words can touch a nerve? Su Ruoya, you really underestimate me."

Now that Gu Xijue wasn't here, she was completely uninhibited, and the innocent, naive expression on her face was long gone.

"Song Jin'an, don't you even look at yourself in the mirror? Do you deserve to be in the Western Finals?"

Song Jin'an smiled, took a few steps forward, and then moved her fingers quickly across the keyboard.

"Su Ruoya, even if I am not good enough for Gu Xijue, I have become the Mrs. Gu you most wanted to be, while you are nothing but a clown."

"As long as Gu Xijue doesn't divorce me, you can only be a mistress, understand?"

These words were undoubtedly like stabbing Su Ruoya in the heart with a sharp knife, again and again.

Instantly, Su Ruoya exploded, pointing her finger at Song Jin'an and yelling, "You're just occupying a position nobody cares about! Xijue's love is with me!"

Song Jin'an sneered and continued to exert himself.

"You don't care? I think you care about it a lot, you're afraid I'll stay in this position for even one more day."

Although the phone broadcast was devoid of emotion, it still drove Su Ruo crazy!
Song Jin'an has never had a good temper. When she was being raised among servants, her sharp claws had already been trained by reality.

However, in recent years, she has been so mentally tormented that she has almost forgotten what she used to be like.

But he wasn't afraid of a woman like Su Ruoya at all, nor did he want to give her a friendly look!
Su Ruoya was furious; Song Jin'an's words felt like scraping her flesh piece by piece with a knife.

"Song Jin'an, you're the mistress caught between me and Xijue! Just because someone has a marriage certificate doesn't mean they're right!"

"Xijue doesn't love you either. He's always liked and loved me. In all these years, has he ever even given you a second glance? Has he?!"

Su Ruoya was determined to show off her superiority in front of Song Jin'an, because only in this way would her heart feel a little less pain.

And she clenched her fists tightly, looking at the mute woman in front of her!

He watched as Song Jin'an typed on her phone, a satisfied look on his face. "Since he loves you so much, why doesn't he divorce me? You're so important to him, so why am I pregnant with his child?"

These two questions left Su Ruoya speechless.

His eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him with a fierce look!
I kept asking myself, why, why doesn't he get a divorce...

Su Ruoya refused to admit that there might be even the slightest possibility that Gu Xijue might be interested in Song Jin'an. She even refused to remember that Gu Xijue had never touched her.

However, she quickly raised her head and glared at Song Jin'an: "He has wanted to divorce you for a long time, but you shamelessly used the child to tie him down!"

"If it weren't for the old man protecting you, you and that thing in your belly would have been kicked out of the house!" As if that wasn't enough, he glared fiercely at her protruding belly: "No, it would have ended up in the hospital's medical waste bin."

Song Jin'an listened to what she said, and although it was the truth, it had no offensive power at all.

These were all things that the Gu family had laid out clearly, and even Song Jin'an herself didn't care, scoffing as if she were looking at a fool.

Su Ruoya's heart was burning with rage. She hated the woman in front of her who had taken everything from her, and wished she were dead!
Unwilling to give up, she walked up to Song Jin'an. As soon as she took a step forward, Song Jin'an stepped back, looking wary.

"Why are you so nervous? Relax, I won't do anything here."

Because Song Jin'an almost miscarried last time, Gu Xijue installed surveillance cameras all over the first floor of the villa.

Although there wasn't one in the bathroom, if she tried to do it again, it would cause unnecessary trouble. It's not something that can be 100% successful, so she won't do it now.

Then Su Ruoya gave Song Jin'an a strange smile: "By the way, I found the maid who raised you."

Song Jin'an froze on the spot, gasped, and looked like she was about to rush up and tear someone apart.

Su Ruoya scoffed, "You're already this nervous before I've even done anything to her."

She stared intently at Song Jin'an's face, the corners of her mouth curving upwards: "It's just that I went there at the wrong time; I happened to see her son grabbing her hair and banging her head against the wall, demanding money."

Upon hearing this, Song Jin'an's heart pounded.

Knowing he wouldn't get anything out of Su Ruoya, he prepared to leave and wanted to call his grandmother.

Seeing this, Su Ruoya smiled and said rudely, "You better not make me angry again, or your grandma will become your punching bag."

Song Jin'an then realized what was happening, and suddenly stepped forward to grab Su Ruoya's arm, her eyes bloodshot, as if to say, "You did the right thing, didn't you!"
"Yes, I did it."

Su Ruoya readily admitted it, shaking off Song Jin'an's hand and looking down at her: "Remember this, Song Jin'an, you can't beat me."

Her eyes and brows were full of arrogance and smugness; she was determined not to let the woman in front of her have an easy time!

After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs to the second floor, while Song Jin'an leaned against the wall, feeling that it was all so ironic.

You can mess with her, she'll play along to the end, but she can't tolerate someone reaching out to her grandmother, the grandmother who's always been so devoted to her since childhood...

She took out her video call and called her grandmother. It took a long time, almost an eternity, before her grandmother finally answered.

In the video, the grandmother's head was wrapped in gauze, and Song Jin'an's tears were almost overflowing. When the grandmother on the other end of the video saw Song Jin'an crying, she quickly spoke up.

"Miss, don't cry."

(End of this chapter)