Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 464 There's news about Mr. Jiang!
Jiang Muchen found it laughable to say these words in such a cold yet bitter tone.

Jiang Beiheng has been missing for many days without a trace. Now, even the culprit has disappeared without a trace. This is an extremely dangerous sign. Facing Tang Xu, he felt more resentment towards her for not continuing the act.

Yes, perhaps he should have such complaints at this moment—after all, if Tang Xu had continued to act according to plan, things might still be under control, Yan Shiyu wouldn't have suddenly disappeared, and he could have used the "amnesiac" Tang Xu to continue to put pressure on Yan Shiyu.

But in truth, only Jiang Muchen knew that his resentment stemmed less from her exposure and more from regret.

It's a pity she didn't actually lose her memory.

It's a pity she couldn't forget Yan Shiyu.

What's even more regrettable is why she still remembers all the conflicts and entanglements that happened between them.

Therefore, compared to that, he would rather she continue to pretend, even if it meant pretending for a lifetime—

At least, he could still harbor some empty fantasies.

Instead of the current situation where even questioning is futile.

Tang Xu did not respond after hearing Jiang Muchen's words.

Now that things have come to this, she no longer needs to act or pretend in front of him. She should just be herself, and there's no room for further discussion about the established facts.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Tang Xu asked.

Jiang Muchen looked at Tang Xu, who remained as indifferent as ever, and a fleeting hint of bitterness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Where exactly is Yan Shiyu?" Jiang Muchen asked.

"I don't know," Tang Xu answered truthfully.

"Tang Xu, even if I have wronged you in many ways in the past, making you hate me to the core, my father still loved you as his own daughter, right? Now that his life or death is unknown, do you think you can just say 'I don't know' and pretend that this never happened? Don't you feel guilty when you're up at night?"

Tang Xu slowly lowered his eyes, and after a moment, he slowly said, "Perhaps I will suffer from the torment of my conscience for the rest of my life, but one must bear the responsibility for one's actions. So, let me consider living in fear and guilt for the rest of my life as my retribution."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Muchen's expression changed drastically. "Are you tacitly approving of Yan Shiyu's actions? Or do you also approve of his so-called revenge? You think my father deserves to die at his hands, right?"

Tang Xu kept her eyes downcast and simply said, "I have nothing to say."

Seeing Tang Xu's reaction, Jiang Muchen probably realized something—

Their two-year marriage was a joke to everyone. Everyone thought he was forced into marriage and was extremely dissatisfied and disgusted with Tang Xu. But only he knew how well he understood Tang Xu.

He knew her personality all too well, her true nature, and her bottom line—that's why he could easily provoke her time and time again, watching helplessly as she drifted further and further away from him, and watching helplessly as he fell deeper and deeper into her trap.

No matter what happens, Tang Xu would never stand by and watch Jiang Beiheng go through such a thing.

There's only one reason for her attitude: she couldn't persuade Yan Shiyu either.

Thinking of this, Jiang Muchen felt a mix of emotions, which eventually turned into anger, rising in his eyes. When he spoke again, it was uncontrollable sarcasm: "It seems that you are not that important to him. He made you unable to dance forever, disregarded your wishes, manipulated your life, and did so many things behind your back. In the end, you can only watch helplessly as you wait here—Tang Xu, is this the kind of man you choose?"

Faced with Jiang Muchen's words, Tang Xu neither refuted nor responded. After a moment, she simply said, "Are you finished? If you are, please leave."

As Tang Xu was about to turn and close the door, Jiang Muchen suddenly raised his leg, which was not in a cast, and slammed it against the door.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, a series of hurried, approaching footsteps suddenly came from the stairwell behind Jiang Muchen. The person who came didn't even take the elevator, which meant either there was a special situation or the matter was extremely urgent.

Upon hearing the footsteps, Tang Xu and Jiang Muchen's expressions changed slightly as they stared at the door at the bottom of the stairs.

Finally, the fire door was pushed open, and Duan Siwei appeared before the two of them, panting. Looking at Jiang Muchen, he spoke before he could even catch his breath—

"We have news about Mr. Jiang!"

Upon hearing this, the two men's pupils dilated almost simultaneously, and Jiang Muchen immediately said, "Speak quickly!"

"Mr. Jiang has been found in the desert. He is very weak but otherwise unharmed and has been taken to a hospital in Los Angeles!"

The matter, which had been fruitless for many days, suddenly took a miraculous turn. Jiang Muchen seemed to be in disbelief, sitting there, not knowing how to react between his breaths.

Tang Xu suddenly reached out and unconsciously touched her neck, struggling to breathe. After finally regaining her senses, she turned around and stumbled into the house.

Hearing her commotion, Jiang Muchen finally seemed to come to his senses and said to Duan Siwei, "Prepare the plane immediately!"

Duan Siwei responded and, knowing the matter was urgent, immediately stepped forward to push Jiang Muchen away.

But at the moment of leaving, he couldn't help but stop and ask hesitantly, "Should we tell Miss Tang again?"

Jiang Muchen slowly turned around, looked at the half-closed door, pondered for a moment, and finally said only one sentence: "Let's go."

Duan Siwei dared not linger any longer and immediately pushed Jiang Muchen's wheelchair away.

Inside the house, Tang Xu was frantically searching for her phone. She searched the living room, then the bedroom, and even the two bathrooms, but couldn't find it anywhere.

She stood in the middle of the living room, somewhat dazed, trying hard to recall when she last used her phone. But the more anxious she became, the less she could remember. Tears streamed down her face as she searched every corner of the house, but to no avail.

Just as she stood helplessly at the kitchen door, wondering where else she could look, she suddenly heard a very faint telephone ring.

Tang Xu froze abruptly, tried to make out what was going on for a moment, then turned around and rushed to the refrigerator. He opened the refrigerator door and saw his cell phone, which he didn't know he had put inside at some point.

She quickly reached for her phone and saw that it was showing a call from Duan Siwei.

Tang Xu's fingers were trembling uncontrollably. When she finally answered the phone, she looked up and saw her reflection in the refrigerator mirror, her face already covered in tears...