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Chapter 418 - No Different From A Mistress

Yi Mei was very efficient, gesturing one of the younger maids to take the toddler out of the kitchen.

Wei Lan didn’t stop despite the interruption. She continued cursing at Long Hui, Long Tengfei and the entire Long clan.

Jiang Ying Yue felt hurt listening to Long Hui being insulted. After all, she still loved him, not to mention that he was the father of her son. However, she was also starting to resent him because Wei Lan was right. He hadn’t visited them once after he moved out and returned to the Long ancestral residence.

She knew that he had a high pride, but she thought that it was stupid to not see his own son just because he didn’t want to enter the condo building and apologize to his own sister. If he would just say sorry to Iris, then they could at least start rebuilding their relationship again.

But Long Hui wasn’t totally disappearing from their lives. He still frequently video called them, wanting to talk to his son every other night or so. He also sent toys and other goodies to Little Jun via home delivery. For these alone, Jiang Ying Yue couldn’t fully resent him.

It was just that everything seemed to be for their son. There was nothing for her. Not that she was looking for gifts or anything. Just a simple phone conversation would have sufficed for her, but he seemed to always be in a hurry to end the call whenever they spoke.

There was one time that gave her hope. He asked to meet her somewhere nearby. She left Little Jun at the penthouse with the nanny. Then she met him at a parking lot near a children’s park in the evening. She thought that he wanted to talk, so she didn’t question his choice of place.

He stayed inside the car the entire time because his leg wasn’t fully recovered yet. There were still some traces of bruises on his body, but they were already recovering.

As soon as she entered the backseat of the car (the driver was nowhere to be seen), he pulled her and started kissing her and touching her all over. She was taken aback at first, but after not being with him for days, her desire was quickly reignited.

Long story short, they made love inside the car—no, Jiang Ying Yue didn’t feel like he made love with her. Although it excited her, he was noticeably very rough with her this time. It was only after the deed was done that she realized he wasn’t really present while they were doing it.

It felt like he was just masturbating and he used her as a toy to relieve himself. So no, he didn’t make love with her. He simply fucked her.

When she tried talking to him afterwards, he made excuses and started putting on his clothes.

"Sorry, sweet Ying Yue. I still don’t feel well. We’ll talk next time."

"Then why did you want to meet tonight? Just to have sex with me?" she asked while also putting her clothes back on.

"I just missed you, that’s all."

"You mean you missed putting your dick inside me."

He scowled. "Ying Yue, I don’t want to fight with you. I’m already so stressed at home and at work. Don’t add to my problems."

She opened her mouth and was about to argue, but thought better of it. She also didn’t want to fight with him. Forcing herself to swallow the bad feelings boiling inside her, she sighed instead and kept everything to herself.

After he left and she returned home, she didn’t immediately head to the penthouse to pick up Little Jun. Instead, she took a shower at their unit first. She washed herself thoroughly, angrily rubbing off Long Hui’s traces from her body until her skin turned red.

For some reason, she felt like a prostitute. There were no intimate feelings involved that night, just pure sex. And her fee for her "services" was his promise of a future together.

After that night, she became unsure of the status of their relationship. She still had the ring on her finger, but were they still emotionally engaged to each other? She could feel that the two of them were slowly drifting apart from each other as the days passed by.

Back to the present, her thoughts were interrupted when Wei Lan directly addressed her.

"The Long men are no good! All of them! I suddenly feel sorry for you, girl. At least I was smart enough to make sure that the ink on the signed marriage contract had dried before allowing myself to get pregnant with Tengfei’s child! This way, I’m assured that my daughter would be born as a legitimate child! But you?" Wei Lan dramatically released a heavy sigh while shaking her perfectly coiffed head.

"Getting pregnant outside marriage and giving birth to an illegitimate child...oh! I can just imagine the reaction of those higher than thou elders! I’m surprised that you’re still able to live peacefully! I thought that they would already be harassing you nonstop, especially since your child is that piece of shit’s firstborn and could have a potential claim to become the clan’s successor in the future based on order of birth alone."

Jiang Ying Yue froze and paled. A dark shadow dimmed the light in her eyes, as she remembered some painful memories.

Wei Lan immediately caught the change in her expression. "Oh? They really harassed you? I knew it! Girl, you are sooooooo STUPID!"

Yi Mei and the cook looked at each other in dismay. This was what they were afraid of. It seemed that the old Wei Lan was back. They felt sorry for Jiang Ying Yue. She had become the witch’s target. Both Yi Mei and the cook were trying to find the opportunity to interrupt Wei Lan’s tirade in order to remove Jiang Ying Yue from the situation without incurring too much of Wei Lan’s wrath upon all of them.

"You gave birth to that piece of shit’s child outside marriage, automatically making your son illegitimate. Do you know what a BIG STUPID mistake you made by doing that? You just put a big target on your son’s forehead for the Longs to bully him for the rest of his life! Even though you were able to make that piece of shit propose to you, at the end of the day, you’re still not married yet. What’s more, he rarely visits you! You may be engaged, but the way he’s treating you is no different from a mistress!

"You live separately. He only visits you whenever he wants to see his child or wants to fuck you. And when he’s done and satisfied, he returns to his own home and disappears until he feels like he should do his duty as a father and see his son or get the urge to fuck you again because you’re his woman. Tell me, how is that any different from a mistress?"

Wei Lan’s sharp and unfiltered words felt like brutal arrows being shot straight at Jiang Ying Yue’s heart. She remembered the night Long Hui called just to have sex with her. He didn’t even want to talk but just to fuck.

Before Jiang Ying Yue knew it, huge drops of tears were already falling from her eyes.