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Chapter 25 - Chapter 25: The Plot Succeeds

Huo Mingze and Shen Modi went to different washrooms respectively.

After using the washroom, Modi came out to wash her hands.

There were two women also washing their hands in front of the washbasin.

They were both wearing luxurious evening gowns.

Modi didn't pay much attention. After all, everyone was dressed quite formally and grandly tonight.

She found an empty faucet and reached out her hands.

A sarcastic voice rang out beside her: "Aren't you supposed to not care about wealth? Then why are you desperately trying to squeeze into the upper-class circle?"

Only then did Modi notice that it was Song Keying standing beside her.

She ignored her and continued washing her hands on her own.

"Shen Modi, don't think I don't know what's on your mind. Do you think you can use someone as a springboard to get involved with Tianxi again? He will never like you again." Song Keying hated Shen Modi's nonchalant look.

Every time she saw Shen Modi like this, she couldn't control her maddening emotions.

After washing her hands, Modi took a tissue to dry them and looked at Song Keying indifferently, saying, "Don't assume others are as despicable as you just because you are. You can rest assured that I will never have anything to do with Gu Tianxi in this lifetime. Also, I came to Haicheng first. If you think an accidental encounter means someone is scheming, you can just leave Haicheng yourself. After all, as long as you're in Haicheng, we'll run into each other again since 'hatred and resentment always bring people together'."

"You! What do I have to do to make you leave Haicheng?" Song Keying was so enraged by Shen Modi's casual attitude that she felt like exploding.

A girl in an evening gown who was washing her hands beside them was secretly looking in this direction.

Modi glanced coldly at Song Keying: "I'll live wherever I like. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll spend my whole life in Haicheng..."

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the small shelf in front of the washbasin vibrated, and the screen lit up. The text message was clearly visible: As soon as Shen Modi comes out, let me know immediately so that I can take action.

Seeing this message, Shen Modi narrowed her eyes and reached for the phone.

Song Keying panicked and quickly grabbed for the phone.

But Shen Modi had already grabbed it first.

Song Keying thought that since Shen Modi didn't know the password, she couldn't unlock it, so she let out a sigh of relief and sneered, "Shen Modi, weren't you taught any manners? This is my phone, okay? You..."

Suddenly, her expression changed.

Because Shen Modi had unlocked her phone with the password.

The password was Gu Tianxi's birthday.

"Shen Modi, you slut! I knew you hadn't forgotten Tianxi!" Song Keying went hysterical when she thought that Shen Modi still remembered Gu Tianxi's birthday. She completely forgot that it was she who should be feeling guilty and nervous at the moment.

Shen Modi's face was solemn as she scrolled through the text message.

Song Keying had instructed the other person not to fail this time like last time and to make sure to run Shen Modi over and get rid of her once and for all.

Last time?

So, that car accident the other day wasn't an accident but a plot by Song Keying?

She had been wondering why someone would drive so fast and recklessly right in front of the zebra crossing.

She had thought at the time that the driver was just nervous and accidentally stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake.

She never expected that it was actually a murder attempt against her.

Song Keying had really gone to great lengths for an ordinary person like her.

Seeing Shen Modi scrolling through the text messages, Song Keying was so panicked that she quickly snatched the phone back and forcibly explained, "I didn't do anything."

Modi looked at Song Keying with a cold and indifferent gaze: "Song Keying, I warned you before."

With that, she turned around and left.

Seeing that Modi had actually left, Song Keying let out a huge sigh of relief.

She even felt a bit sweaty on her back.

Immediately after, she rolled her eyes and comforted herself. What was Shen Modi anyway? What was there to be afraid of?

Even if Shen Modi knew, so what? Did she have any evidence?

With Shen Modi's status, who could she even tell?

It would be useless to call the police!

This was just a backup phone for her. She could just flush the SIM card down the toilet and throw the phone away later.

Even if Shen Modi called the police, there would be no evidence.

With these thoughts, she felt much more at ease.

After leaving the washroom, Shen Modi called her best friend, Ning Qingyi, but no one answered. She knew that Qingyi might be busy and would call her back when she was done.

Back in the day, she, Qingyi, and Song Keying were classmates. She was very close to Qingyi and also got along well with Song Keying.

However, Qingyi and Song Keying didn't get along.

Qingyi didn't like Song Keying, thinking that she had a princess complex.

At that time, she had even advised Qingyi that since Song Keying came from a wealthy family, it was normal for her to have a princess complex.

Near graduation, Song Keying turned against her and quickly got together with Gu Tianxi. Only then did she realize that Qingyi had better judgment than her. She had been so blind.

"Are you done?" Huo Mingze asked her from a short distance away.

Seeing Huo Mingze, Modi picked up her dress skirt and trotted over to him: "Have you been waiting for me all this time?"

"Yes, don't run. Don't sprain your ankle." Huo Mingze quickly walked over, reached out his hand to hold Modi's, and supported her.

"Okay." Modi looked at Huo Mingze and smiled.

The more she experienced all kinds of schemes, the more she realized that Huo Mingze was truly good to her.

It was a kind of sincere and practical care.

The two of them returned to the main banquet hall.

Yao Yutong walked over gracefully, holding a glass of red wine.

Seeing Yao Yutong approaching, Huo Mingze took Modi's hand and was about to leave.

Yao Yutong took the initiative to stop him: "Mingze, won't you introduce her to me?"

Huo Mingze introduced them indifferently: "This is my wife, Shen Modi. Modi, this is Yao Yutong, the daughter of the Yao family."

"Hello!" Shen Modi greeted Yao Yutong in a poised manner.

"Hello." Yao Yutong could barely maintain her smile.

Huo Mingze's mention of "the daughter of the Yao family" had stung her.

Ignoring Yao Yutong, Huo Mingze was about to lead Modi to another place.

Yao Yutong immediately preempted him: "Mingze, I'd like to propose a toast to you two. Wish you happiness!" (She actually meant "Wish you get divorced soon.")

She held up her glass and took the initiative to clink glasses with Huo Mingze's.

When clinking glasses, she flicked her finger slightly and a pill dropped into Huo Mingze's glass.

Huo Mingze hadn't intended to drink originally, but upon hearing Yao Yutong's "Wish you happiness", he said, "Thank you, we will be happy." Then he called out to Modi: "Honey."

"Thank you, Miss Yao!" Shen Modi also held up her glass and gently clinked it with Yao Yutong's, and then drank with Huo Mingze.

Seeing Huo Mingze drink the wine, Yao Yutong was excited inside, and her heartbeat quickened a bit.

She then talked to Huo Mingze again: "Mingze, when do you plan to hold the wedding?"

This was the topic she least wanted to bring up, but now she needed to buy some time.

"We'll do it as soon as possible. We'll send you an invitation when the time comes." Huo Mingze's tone was distant.

Yao Yutong was so angry that she almost gnashed her teeth.

They had been in a relationship for six years and were so sweet back then. Now he was calling her Miss Yao?

"Hi, Ze! So you're here!" Suddenly, a strange-sounding voice rang out.

Looking in the direction of the voice, a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in a sharp suit and holding a glass of red wine, walked over with a big smile on his face.

Yao Yutong's eyes immediately lit up. An overseas wealthy businessman.

What could a woman like Shen Modi, who was dressed up as a wealthy wife in this dress, do to handle this situation?