Yun Jiaqi hadn't heard the whole of the conversation but she had heard enough to know that Yun Meiyi cared for the man who was being mentioned. After all, if not, why would she be so desperate to save him?
"So, that's the husband that you have been boasting about yesterday?" She asked, suddenly feeling smug. A husband who is bedridden or dying - how could he even compare to Su Yang? No doubt Yun Meiyi suddenly got rich. The man must be dying and she took the chance to marry him and leech off his money.
How degrading!
Yun Meiyi frowned at her words. Not understanding, she pulled her arms off her hold and walked past her, ignoring whatever she was up to. Even though she guessed that it wouldn't help, still gave it a shot just with the thought that maybe Jiaqi had gotten some brains overnight.
But she was terribly wrong to think that one could recover from dumbness over a short span of a night.
