My online dating circle has millions of followers, why would she put a collar on me?

Su Xiaoyue's voice came from behind Xia Anmian.

Xia Anmian's body stiffened.

She slowly turned around and saw a girl standing two meters away, holding a newly activated bank card in her hand.

This girl was the same girl he had seen nestled in Jiang Yi's arms on the surveillance footage.

Su Xiaoyue's expression was calm, but this calmness was completely different from the obedient and gentle demeanor she had shown when facing Zhao Xiujuan earlier.

Did you hear that?

Xia Anmian's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were still red, but the tears had stopped.

"I heard you."

Su Xiaoyue walked over at a leisurely pace, her heels clicking crisply and rhythmically on the tiled floor.

She walked to Jiang Yi's side, naturally reached out, and took his hand, which was resting on the edge of the table, their fingers intertwined.

Xia Anmian's gaze fell on the two people's clasped hands, and as if burned by something, her pupils suddenly contracted.

"Su Xiaoyue."

Xia Anmian's voice was very low, as if she was suppressing some kind of emotion that was about to burst forth.

Do you know what you're doing?

"I know."

Su Xiaoyue raised her head and looked directly into her eyes.

Those eyes were so bright, they seemed to see right through a person, inside and out.

"I'm holding my boyfriend's hand. Miss Xia, do you have a problem with that?"

"Boy friend?"

Xia Anmian's lips twitched slightly, but the curve wasn't a smile; rather, it was a chilling expression.

It's as if to say, "What kind of joke are you making?"

"How long have you known each other? Three days? You call someone you've only known for three days your boyfriend?"

"What do you mean three days? My husband and I have been together for three years!"

Su Xiaoyue said firmly, and then obediently kissed Jiang Yi on the cheek.

Jiang Yi tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Zhao Xiujuan sat opposite, still clutching the lid of the takeout box in her hand. She was completely still, as if someone had pressed the pause button on her, her eyes wide open, shifting back and forth between Su Xiaoyue and Xia Anmian.

Jiang Dawei also put down his chopsticks, frowning as he looked at the scene before him.

"Su Xiaoyue."

Xia Anmian said in disbelief:

"You were scammed out of 1.3 million by his sister, and now you're telling me he's your boyfriend? Are you crazy?"

Su Xiaoyue's eyelashes trembled.

The movement was so subtle that Xia Anmian would not have noticed it at all if she hadn't been watching her intently.

But Xia Anmian noticed it.

She thought Su Xiaoyue would back down, hesitate, or reveal even the slightest flaw.

But she was wrong.

Su Xiaoyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then the corners of her mouth curved up.

"Miss Xia, what nonsense are you spouting? You don't need to resort to such low tactics to sow discord between my husband and me!"

"Don't you think so, honey?"

As Su Xiaoyue spoke, she looked at Jiang Yi beside her.

Jiang Yi felt uncomfortable being stared at by Su Xiaoyue, and Xia Anmian and his parents were also looking at him.

Xia Anmian didn't speak, but stared at Jiang Yi.

"Say no! Say it now!"

Xia Anmian cried out in her heart.

However, in the end, she was disappointed.

Jiang Yi stared at his father's and mother's faces.

And then there was Su Xiaoyue's sly smile as she thought she had succeeded.

He knew that Su Xiaoyue had done this on purpose.

He can't help it.

"Xia Anmian, let's break up. There's no need to keep going like this. It's pointless."

Jiang Yi blurted it out in one breath, then didn't dare to look up at Xia Anmian's face at all.

Xia Anmian's face turned as white as a wall in an instant.

Her lips were trembling, as if she wanted to say something, but something seemed to be blocking her throat, and she couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Su Xiaoyue then happily kissed Jiang Yi on the cheek again.

Then he looked at Xia Anmian smugly.

Miss Xia.

"My husband has already made things very clear. Are you still going to stand here?"

Xia Anmian finally moved.

Her gaze shifted from Jiang Yi's lowered head to Su Xiaoyue's face, then back to Jiang Yi.

Her lips moved twice, as if she were saying something, but the syllables were stuck in her throat and none of them came out.

Then she turned around.

Her turning around was very slow, as slow as a videotape playing frame by frame.

The hem of her trench coat swayed slightly with her movement, arcing through the air before falling down to hug her calves.

She took a step.

The heel clicked crisply on the tiled floor.

--despair

Then comes the second tone.

Third tone.

One step, two steps, three steps.

She walked out of the private room and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

The bamboo curtain hanging at the entrance of the private room swayed a few times before slowly, very slowly, coming to a stop.

Su Xiaoyue let out a long breath.

She's having a blast right now!

Finally, I've completely gotten rid of that annoying woman from my husband's clutches!

"husband."

She turned her head to look at Jiang Yi's profile, her voice softening, carrying a hint of ingratiating, cautious probing.

"let's go?"

Jiang Yi did not answer immediately.

He watched the direction that was gradually receding into the distance, and his heart felt as if it had been clenched.

Heartache!

Memories of Xia Anmian kept flashing through my mind.

Until that night.

But at this moment, all of that has shattered.

He never wanted to experience what happened in that interrogation room again in his life.

Perhaps, without myself.

She can find someone better!

Zhao Xiujuan's gaze darted back and forth between her son and the missing girl, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly before finally managing to squeeze out, "Xiao Yi, that girl..."

"Mom," Jiang Yi interrupted her, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping against glass, "Let's go."

He stood up, the chair legs scraping against the tiled floor with a screeching sound.

His movements were somewhat stiff, as if cement had been poured into his joints, and every inch of movement was accompanied by sluggishness and resistance.

Su Xiaoyue immediately stood up, still not letting go.

She smiled at Zhao Xiujuan.

Her smile returned to the obedient one she showed when facing her elders: "Auntie, I'll have the driver take you."