Chapter 59 Jiang Ciyou Is a Married Woman

Jiang Xiaoxiao vaguely sensed that Bo Jinxi seemed to be siding with Jiang Ciyou. Could it be that there was some connection between Jiang Ciyou and Bo Jinxi? Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoxiao remembered that Jiang Ciyou had once done an exclusive interview with Bo Jinxi. Perhaps that was when the two of them met. However, Jiang Xiaoxiao surmised that they were nothing more than friends. After all, Jiang Ciyou was a married woman. Jiang Xiaoxiao was not afraid in the least. She had already gone out of her way to speak with the manager of the Cloud Top Restaurant and confirmed that there were no surveillance cameras installed here. No one had witnessed what happened at that time. She refused to believe there would be any evidence left behind. Since that was the case, she didn’t mind sullying Jiang Ciyou’s reputation further.

Jiang Xiaoxiao spoke up, “Your Highness, perhaps you’re unaware, but my sister and Sister Xia Ling have a personal grudge. She pushed Sister Xia Ling because she wanted to harm the child in her womb.”

Bo Jinxi’s expression was icy cold. His voice was cool and distant, “From what I know of Miss Jiang, she has no reason to do such a thing.”

Once again, whispers rippled through the crowd. At this point, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Bo Jinxi knew Miss Jiang, and seemed somewhat partial to her.

Jiang Xiaoxiao noticed this as well. From what he knew of Jiang Ciyou? What did he know? Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Jiang Ciyou and let out a cold laugh. “Your Highness, you don’t know the half of it. My sister has every reason to do this. She is in love with Brother Yan Feng, but Brother Yan Feng loves Sister Xia Ling, and Sister Xia Ling is pregnant with his child. Driven mad by jealousy, my sister couldn’t take it, so she attacked Sister Xia Ling.”

The bystanders all wore expressions of sudden realization. So the rumors circulating in society were true. All eyes turned to Young Master Yan. The heir of the Yan Group, indeed, was strikingly handsome and carried himself with extraordinary grace. No wonder Miss Jiang had gone mad for love, committing such a reckless act. If Jiang Ciyou were truly the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, she would make a fine match. But she was only a counterfeit heiress, and her own family was so disgraceful—how could she possibly be worthy?

Bo Jinxi said, “So you’re saying Miss Jiang went after Miss Xia because she covets Young Master Yan?”

Of course Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn’t reveal that Jiang Ciyou was Yan Feng’s wife, and Xia Ling was the interloper. But such a humiliating truth was something Jiang Ciyou would never admit herself. She was prideful to the core, and far too disdainful to say such a thing. Spotting this, Jiang Xiaoxiao began to fabricate without restraint. “Of course. Brother Yan Feng is so outstanding, my sister has coveted him all along. Brother Yan Feng and Sister Xia Ling are deeply in love, so my sister has always been scheming to become their third wheel.”

At this point, Jiang Xiaoxiao could no longer care about her family’s reputation. She was determined to ruin Jiang Ciyou’s name in front of the prince.

Suddenly, Bo Jinxi laughed. “Then it makes even less sense. How could my girlfriend possibly covet another man?”

With one sentence, the entire room fell silent.

What did His Highness mean by that?

Even Jiang Xiaoxiao seemed unable to comprehend. “How could Jiang Ciyou be your girlfriend? That’s impossible!”

Bo Jinxi naturally slipped his arm around Jiang Ciyou’s waist, glancing down at her with indulgence in his eyes. Then he raised his gaze, the tenderness in his eyes still lingering. “Are we not a good match?”

Never before had anyone seen the cold and aloof prince look at someone with such gentle eyes. The socialites surrounding them seemed to melt before that gaze, as if a glacier had thawed. Their eyes brimmed with unconcealed envy and jealousy toward the woman in his arms.

Jiang Xiaoxiao could not accept it. Jiang Ciyou, the prince’s girlfriend? It was nothing short of a fantasy. She cast another look at Jiang Ciyou, the flames of jealousy in her eyes nearly impossible to suppress, and almost blurted out, “Your Highness, have you been deceived by my sister? She is a married woman.”

In just a few seconds, Jiang Xiaoxiao had already made her judgment. Jiang Ciyou’s looks were indeed remarkable; it was no surprise the prince had been seduced. But he certainly didn’t know Jiang Ciyou was already married. So, without hesitation, she exposed Jiang Ciyou’s supposed lie. She was determined to make Bo Jinxi see Jiang Ciyou’s true colors.

Yet there was no trace of rage or even surprise in Bo Jinxi’s eyes. Instead, he asked carelessly, “Oh? You say my girlfriend has a husband. Then tell me, who is her husband?”

This question left Jiang Xiaoxiao momentarily speechless.

She and Xia Ling had orchestrated this grand scene today. Jiang Ciyou had been painted as the mistress who came between Yan Feng and Xia Ling. But if, at this moment, everyone suddenly learned that Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng were married in name and fact, the whole situation would flip in an instant. Xia Ling would become the mistress, and Jiang Xiaoxiao would be her accomplice. The Yan family’s reputation would be utterly ruined, and its members would never forgive her. There was no way Jiang Xiaoxiao could reveal the truth.

Meanwhile, Xia Ling’s expression was tense as she stared at Jiang Xiaoxiao, terrified that this fool might let something slip. Fortunately, reason prevailed. Yan Feng, on the other hand, frowned deeply, his gaze dark as it landed on Bo Jinxi’s hand at Jiang Ciyou’s waist.

Jiang Xiaoxiao said, “Anyway, my sister is already married. She’s not innocent; you must have been deceived by her. She’s a cunning and vicious temptress.”

Bo Jinxi’s gaze grew instantly colder. His voice, now layered with a chill like shattered ice, radiated an unmistakable menace. “Second Miss Jiang, you call her ‘sister’ with every breath, yet every word is slander and defamation. As I see it, you’re the one who’s ill-mannered and malicious.”

To be publicly branded as ill-mannered and malicious by Bo Jinxi—Jiang Xiaoxiao trembled with rage. The people around began to point and whisper about her. Jiang Xiaoxiao felt as if her face was being slapped over and over, fury threatening to burst from every organ.

With a trembling voice, Jiang Xiaoxiao protested, “Your Highness, though your status is lofty, you can’t hurl such accusations. Even if my sister is your girlfriend, you can’t disregard the facts just to protect her. She did push Xia Ling—we all saw it. That she could raise a hand against a pregnant woman proves she’s cold-blooded and vicious.”

The corners of Bo Jinxi’s lips curled into a cold smile, his voice pressing down with unmistakable threat. “Are you certain you saw it with your own eyes? If not, then you are slandering her. Second Miss Jiang, I doubt you can bear the consequences of falsely accusing my girlfriend.”

“Second Miss Jiang, do you dare swear an oath?”

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt the full weight of his oppression and threat—especially when met with that icy gaze, sharp as a dagger gleaming with cold light. But now, she cared about nothing else. All she wanted was to crush Jiang Ciyou.

“I swear, I saw with my own eyes my sister push Xia Ling. If I am lying, then let the Jiang family go bankrupt, let me, Jiang Xiaoxiao, live in poverty and hardship all my life, without a good end.”