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

Chapter 67 I'm Going to Win
Song Jin'an found a corner with a chair and sat down. Unexpectedly, as soon as her bottom touched the sofa cushion, Su Ruoya followed closely behind and sat down less than two meters away from her.

She knew Su Ruoya had come with ill intentions, so she simply ignored her and kept rubbing her small handbag with her fingers.

Although there weren't many people in the area, several pairs of eyes were indeed watching them. Su Ruoya's eyes held a malicious glint, and her voice was icy cold: "I really didn't expect you to be so capable, managing to get Xijue to bring you to the banquet."

These words sounded like a jar of aged vinegar churning inside Song Jin'an.

She raised an eyebrow, clearly not intending to speak to Su Ruoya. No matter what Su Ruoya said, she would treat it as air. After all, in this kind of situation, if things really got out of hand, it would be quite a headache.

Since having her daughter, Song Jin'an has become even more patient.

However, her indifferent attitude really made Su Ruoya feel uneasy: "What, Miss Song, don't you know to bring a pen and notebook when you go out for social events? If the organizer invites you to say a few words, are you going to raise your hand and use those vulgar sign language?"

Su Ruoya said that sign language is not something that can be presented in public.

Song Jin'an wasn't particularly affected by what she said, because she had already figured out the little tricks of this crazy woman in front of her.

She wanted to provoke me, so that I would go crazy and embarrass myself in such a big situation.

Before Gu Hetang was born, Song Jin'an would definitely have argued with her to the end, but now it seems that none of that matters.

Song Jin'an's detached expression only fueled Su Ruoya's anger. This woman showed no sign of getting angry, so she changed her approach.

"Song Jin'an, you don't feel anything when others look down on you, but if Tangtang looks down on you, would you still be so indifferent?"

Su Ruoya seized on this point and pressed on: "Tell me, when Tangtang grows up, will she hate you for having a mute mother who can't even speak?"

If Song Jin'an remained calm, Su Ruoya would probably poop on her head. She took out her phone from her bag and was about to type when Su Ruoya suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to talk to me? What are you doing here with your phone now?" She looked at the woman in front of her mockingly, and then spoke again: "Let me tell you, it won't be long before Tangtang has a new mother. Of course, you know that new mother, that's me."

Song Jin'an: "..."

She was speechless for the first time, wondering if the woman in front of her had gone mad.

Su Ruoya's eyes were red as she stared at her intently, her fingers gripping her wrist tightly: "You're so shameless, stealing my man."

"If it weren't for you, I would have married Xijue long ago. You're shameless. You took advantage of him when he needed me the most. Song Jin'an, are you very proud of yourself? Very proud of yourself for climbing into his bed by stepping on my body?"

The more Su Ruoya spoke, the more ferocious her facial expression became, and this ferocious face was magnified in front of Song Jin'an.

That fierce face made me want to tear her to pieces; even being shredded into a million pieces wouldn't be enough to make me regret it.

Song Jin'an shook off her hand, struggling, and only after shaking it off did she look at her with a deep gaze, typing a line on her phone, which she enlarged to a huge size.

Because the venue was very noisy, even if the announcements were made verbally, they might not be heard clearly.

But he married me, not you.

"You are not good enough for him!"

—Then are you worthy of him?
Song Jin'an had already lost her temper and was no longer willing to swallow her anger.

—Since you love him so much, why did you go abroad back then, Su Ruoya? You and he both love yourself the most, yet you both like to act like you're crying and heartbroken after losing someone. Do you know what people like that are called in psychology?

—Hierratic personality.

It's such a waste that these two aren't actors. Su Ruoya glared at Song Jin'an with resentment, loudly questioning her, "What do you know? What do you know!"

"Song Jin'an, don't use your filthy thoughts to speculate about the love between me and Xi Jue!"

Not to be outdone, Song Jin'an smiled and typed a line of text.

—If he loves you so much, why doesn't he divorce me? Also, you're targeting me because you haven't won him over, right? If that's the case, why are you making me your imaginary enemy?
After saying that, Song Jin'an stood up, put her phone back into her handbag, and went into the bathroom.

Su Ruoya was furious. She squinted at Song Jin'an's departing figure, her blood boiling. She sneered and kicked the fruit stand. With a clatter, a small fruit knife fell to the ground.

Staring at that small hand, which hung limply at her sides, she let out another cold laugh: "Song Jin'an, I am the one Xi Jue is thinking of!"

He grabbed the fruit knife and followed Song Jin'an to the bathroom.

There was no one inside; it was very quiet.

Song Jin'an had already gone to the restroom and was washing her hands at the sink when Su Ruoya appeared in front of her again.

She ignored her and turned to leave, but Su Ruoya stopped her.

"Song Jin'an, I'll bet you, let's see if Xi Jue has you or me in his heart."

Before Song Jin'an could react, she pulled out her phone and called Gu Xijue, her voice trembling, "Xijue, come to the bathroom and save me! Miss Song, you're going to kill me..."

"what--"

Before she could finish speaking, Song Jin'an saw Su Ruoya holding a small fruit knife and stabbing it viciously into her arm.

The entire knife was inside his body, and blood immediately flowed down the hilt.

She screamed, then cried out in a hoarse voice, "Don't come any closer, don't come any closer..."

Song Jin'an was dumbfounded by this performance; she never expected Su Ruoya to go to such lengths!
She had already suffered too many setbacks at Su Ruoya's hands, and she didn't want to suffer again this time. Suddenly, she thought of something and quickly took out her phone from her bag to secretly record a video. Su Ruoya saw this, stood up, and waved her phone away with one hand.

With a loud thud, the phone was thrown far away. Song Jin'an really thought she had gone mad!

Su Ruoya, however, stood up while leaning against the wall, pulled a knife from her arm, and blood splattered—

The splatter landed on Song Jin'an's face. She wanted Song Jin'an to hold the knife, a strange smile on her lips, and then plunged the knife into her chest, but Su Ruoya was also afraid of dying, so she didn't plunge it deep.

"I'm going to win, Song Jin'an."

Song Jin'an was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly, telling her not to go any further. She really didn't expect that Su Ruoya would actually stab herself with a knife!
With time running out, Su Ruoya wanted to create the scene where Song Jin'an was the one who did it, but the woman in front of her was completely uncooperative. Time was ticking away, so she had no choice but to change her strategy again and slash Song Jin'an's thigh with a knife...

Song Jin'an inevitably touched the knife handle, but she was only cut on her thigh, which was far less serious than Su Ruoya's self-harm.

Just then, Gu Xijue rushed in. His eyes widened at the sight of the blood-soaked scene. As he picked up Su Ruoya from the pool of blood, his gaze turned coldly to Song Jin'an, who was holding a knife.

He called out anxiously, "Ruoya, Ruoya!"

Gu Xijue went berserk, grabbed Su Ruoya in his arms, and rushed out!

(End of this chapter)