With knees like jelly, He Lei showed Jiang Shaocheng a video. The chopsticks Jiang Shaocheng had been holding snapped.
A tremor of fear rolled through He Lei. I knew this would happen, he thought wearily. Why couldn't the young mistress just behave herself? What did she stand to gain by embracing another man–and angering her husband?
"Take me to her school," Jiang Shaocheng commanded, and He Lei rushed to obey.
Ke Liuyi was disgusted that Jiang Shaocheng was going to school to find Tang Qiu–again–but she kept her expression pleasant. "Qiu hasn't finished classes yet, has she? Why are you going to pick her up now?"
He Lei shot her a warning look. Ke Liuyi was tempted to fan the flames of Jiang Shaocheng's anger, but she restrained herself, if only so he wouldn't take his temper out on her.
It didn't stop her from resenting Tang Qiu even more, though.
