Yu Xiaoxiao, who was fixing her hair, turned her head at the words and looked at Han Anning.
Seeing a complete stranger, she asked in puzzlement, "May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Han Anning. I'd like to talk to you about Jiang Cheng."
When Yu Xiaoxiao heard Jiang Cheng's name, she sized the visitor up and down.
The Girl was quite pretty, dressed fashionably, and looked very young.
About the same age as Jiang Cheng.
Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't help wondering if this was yet another of her "sisters."
Though her heart was in turmoil, her face stayed perfectly calm.
She smiled. "What would you like to talk about?"
Han Anning asked, "What exactly is your relationship with Jiang Cheng?"
Seeing the interrogative tone, Yu Xiaoxiao countered, "What do you mean? Can't you see for yourself?"
Han Anning already believed Yu Xiaoxiao was Jiang Cheng's girlfriend—perhaps even fiancée—but she still wanted confirmation.
"Are you his girlfriend?"
Yu Xiaoxiao had no wish to treat Han Anning as a rival; she'd told Jiang Cheng she didn't mind other women around him.
But now the Girl had come to her doorstep, and her attitude felt offensive.
Yu Xiaoxiao, never one to back down, smiled deliberately. "I usually call him Hubby."
"You've been together a long time. Do you actually know what kind of person he is?"
Yu Xiaoxiao caught an unusual note in the question.
So the Girl hadn't come to accuse her—she'd come to bad-mouth Jiang Cheng.
Yu Xiaoxiao shot her an unhappy glance. "We haven't been together long, but he's wonderful to me, and in my heart he's a very good man."
She meant every word.
Recalling how good Jiang Cheng was to her softened her expression.
Seeing Yu Xiaoxiao's blissful look, Han Anning's carefully built-up anger suddenly faltered.
Because Yu Xiaoxiao looked exactly like her mother talking about her father.
In Han Anning's eyes, the two images merged.
Looking at her, Han Anning couldn't bear to shatter the illusion.
Just now Jiang Cheng had spent a fortune on her at the auction.
Yu Xiaoxiao must still be floating in happy dreams.
If she told her about Jiang Cheng's racing last month…
it might break her.
Wouldn't that be too cruel?
Why did Han Anning react so strongly to Jiang Cheng deceiving Yu Xiaoxiao?
It was because of her father.
Lately she'd discovered her father was cheating.
Her mother still had no idea.
Looking at Yu Xiaoxiao felt like facing her own mother, leaving Han Anning choked and unable to speak the truth.
If she told Yu Xiaoxiao and made her leave Jiang Cheng, it would be like urging her mother to divorce her father for cheating.
Why should she?
From another angle, her father's excellent conditions weren't easy to find again.
And he treated her mother well, buying her the best of everything; a divorce would hurt her mother the most.
After years raising kids and serving her husband, she'd end up stepping aside for another woman?
So even after discovering her father's affairs, Han Anning never told her mother.
With that thought, Han Anning changed her mind.
Jiang Cheng treated Yu Xiaoxiao so well—he'd even bought her a Two-Hundred-Million-Yuan Ring—why should Yu Xiaoxiao leave him?
Leaving would only make room for some other woman.
If anyone should be condemned, it was Jiang Cheng; she should tell him to treat Yu Xiaoxiao better.
After all, bringing Yu Xiaoxiao to such a formal event showed he had feelings for her.
Seeing Han Anning hesitate, Yu Xiaoxiao grew more puzzled. "What exactly do you want to say?"
After a stammering struggle, Han Anning made up an excuse. "I'd heard he was stingy, but today I saw how generous he is with you and got curious. By the way, where did you buy that dress? It's gorgeous."
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't press her; she smiled. "It's Valentino. I bought it today—apparently the only one. Their other Gowns are lovely too; you should take a look."
"Only one piece? Must be pricey. Did Jiang Cheng pay for it?"
Yu Xiaoxiao nodded happily. "Yes. I didn't want to spend so much—one million—but he insisted."
The words only strengthened Han Anning's resolve.
She hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to be so good to Yu Xiaoxiao.
She could accept millions for Jewelry, but a million-yuan dress was extravagant.
Much like how her father treated her mother.
Han Anning couldn't understand why men acted this way—loving one woman yet still chasing others.
When Yu Xiaoxiao came out of the restroom, her brows unconsciously knit.
A woman's sixth sense told her…
there was something unusual between Han Anning and Jiang Cheng.
Seeing Yu Xiaoxiao walking toward him with an odd expression, Jiang Cheng recalled the direction Han Anning had left in…
the same way Yu Xiaoxiao had just come from.
He asked, "What's wrong?"
Yu Xiaoxiao slipped her arm naturally through his. "Nothing. Just met a weird Girl."
"Weird how?"
"She asked if I knew you. I thought she might be your little lover, but then she suddenly switched to praising my dress. Isn't that odd?" She eyed Jiang Cheng with interest.
"Pink hair, about my age—could she really be your little lover?"
Jiang Cheng could already guess what had happened. Han Anning had definitely gone to find Yu Xiaoxiao.
But even if Han Anning bad-mouthed Qiao Yinyin, he wasn't worried.
He'd already told Yu Xiaoxiao about Qiao Yinyin and Wang Yuyan.
And his Danger Perception Skill hadn't triggered—no storm was coming.
He tapped her nose and slipped into sweet talk, changing the subject. "What little lover? My lover is right here."
Blushing at his public endearment, Yu Xiaoxiao let it go. "It's late. We still haven't claimed the auction items."