Chapter 158: Silence Is the Greatest Help

Luozhou: "Can there even be experience with this kind of thing?"

Lu Xiwán nodded with full approval, "I've seen plenty of jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards, so I naturally know how to deal with them."

Moreover, the women around Fu Sijue each are even more difficult to handle than jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards.

Gu Qingmeng is a typical example.

Her thoughts were so vicious that she wanted her dead, yet she still came back alive.

Not only alive, she also raised Xi Xi plump and chubby.

Watching Lu Xiwán's calm and composed demeanor, Luozhou still felt a bit uneasy.

"Letting them ramble on like this still feels somewhat inappropriate to me."

Lu Xiwán shook her head and scoffed.

Fake is fake; no matter what they say, it can never become real.

"I actually hope they blow the matter up a bit more; the worse it ends, the more the situation works in my favor."

"Wanwan…"

Seeing Luozhou about to keep persuading, Lu Xiwán repeatedly waved her hand.

Taking advantage of his hesitation, she hurried away.

After leaving Yunsheng Studio, Lu Xiwán went straight to the Fu Clan.

This time the receptionist, having experience, took her directly to the CEO's office.

Fu Sijue went to a meeting, and the receptionist asked Lu Xiwán to wait outside.

Seizing the chance, Lu Xiwán overheard a lot of gossip.

She also witnessed a farce.

Jing Jing'er also came to the Fu Clan, crying and clamoring to see Fu Sijue, and the secretariat staff couldn't stop her.

Seeing Lu Xiwán, Jing Jing'er's already shattered mood turned even more aggrieved, and she rushed straight at her.

Fortunately the secretary blocked her; otherwise a solid slap would have landed on Lu Xiwán's face.

"Miss Jing, this is the Fu Clan, not a place for you to cause trouble at will."

The secretary spoke harshly yet timidly, gave a signal, and had several men behind her block Jing Jing'er.

Having learned the lesson from the last event, Jing Jing'er still hasn't grown a brain at all.

She deserved to be struck as the one who sticks out.

Jing Jing'er's aggrieved eyes turned red, her delicate fingers pointed at Lu Xiwán, loudly accusing, "If it weren't for her, how could I have fallen to this point?"

The family business was resisted by the Fu Clan, and it couldn't survive in Haicheng.

Jing Jing'er cried heart‑wrenchingly, yet those around her only watched coldly.

No matter how you think, Jing Jing'er was the one who first offended Fu Sijue; what's the use of her lamenting here?

Lu Xiwán rose from the sofa, walked to Jing Jing'er and met her gaze.

Jing Jing'er's eyes were filled with hatred, her beautiful eyes brimming with spite.

Even now she still hasn't figured this out.

"Miss Jing, are you overthinking it? Before that event I didn't even know you; if you hadn't voluntarily jumped out to provoke me, how could you have ended up like this?"

It's just self‑inflicted, yet you insist on finding an excuse for such behavior.

You have completely lost face here.

"What good person are you pretending to be now? The one whose family is broken and people dead isn't you!"

"Your rude words, the powerless aren't her either; what's the problem, why direct it at me?"

Fu Sijue arrived in time, feeling a huge pressure; Jing Jing'er instantly shut up, as timid as a quail.

"But our family is innocent! I truly know I'm wrong, please spare me, the Jing family cannot fall!"

Jing Jing'er cried with bloodshot eyes, her face full of remorse.

Unfortunately she kept erring repeatedly, and there's no way back now.

Fu Sijue's thin lips curled into a cold smile, "The Jing family consistently has the lowest output in the industry; why would I choose you?"