Way back to Our Past

12. Don’t Mention Her in Front of Me

Translator: Snowball

Jiang Xinyue said gently, but sounding a little worried. Ling Mubai looked down while answering expressionlessly, “I’ll be right back.”

When he walked into the café, he saw Jiang Xinyue already waiting there. Wearing a plain but elegant dress with her hair in a ponytail, she looked like a well-bred young lady.

Looking at her ponytail, Ling Mubai felt like his heart skipped a beat for no reason. “Have you been here long?” he asked after sitting down in front of her.

“I just got here too,” Jiang Xinyue said with a smile. “Mubai, do you want some black coffee?” she asked considerately.

Ling Mubai nodded. “Why are you in such a hurry to see me?”

Biting her lip, Jiang Xinyue put on a worried look. “I… I met Qu Wan the other day. She didn’t seem to be doing well.”

“Hm!” Ling Mubai didn’t say anything else.

However, Jiang Xinyue immediately figured out that he had known about this and he might have met Qu Wan!

At the thought of how much Ling Mubai had loved Qu Wan, she felt suffocated, nearly losing her breath.

It took Jiang Xinyue quite a long time before she made up her mind to tell Ling Mubai about Qu Wan’s return. Now it seemed she had made the right decision.

Even if she kept it a secret, as well-informed as Ling Mubai, he would learn it soon.

“Mubai, Qu Wan had a hard time, so let’s do something for her!”

“She doesn’t need our help!” Thinking of what he had seen in the ward, Ling Mubai couldn’t help but snort.

“I ran into Qu Wan when Wenwen and I were shopping in a mall. The moment I saw her, the shop assistant was asking her to pay for a dress she had accidentally torn. As she couldn’t afford it, I bought it.”

Jiang Xinyue hesitated for a short moment with a frown. “Mubai, she was dressed shabbily with a pair of outdated sunglasses, so obviously, she lived on a shoestring.”

“When did you meet her?” Ling Mubai asked with a serious look.

“About three days ago. I really felt sorry for her! Mubai, let’s give her a hand, okay?”

“It’s none of our business. Don’t mention her in front of me again!” With that, Ling Mubai rose to his feet and went out.

After stepping out of the café, he called his assistant. “I wanna know the relationship between Qu Wan and Wang Zicheng. Go look into it right now!”

Watching Ling Mubai leave without hesitation, Jiang Xinyue felt so wronged.

Everyone envied her as Ling Mubai’s girlfriend, the future Mrs. Ling, but only she herself knew what they had seen was just the surface.

Ling Mubai was gentle to her and it seemed that they got along well with each other. However, she was aware that behind his tenderness for her lay indifference and alienation.

Though she was his fiancée, Ling Mubai had never even touched her hand, let alone kiss her or be intimate with her.

These are the commonest things for the average couple, but far out of reach for her.

If it weren’t for the sake of her mother, Sun Lan, Ling Mubai might not even bother to pretend to be nice to her. However, even so, she was still crazy about him.

She fell for him at first sight and since then she was certain that this flawless man was her Prince Charming.

As the illegitimate daughter of Jiang Zhendong, she used to feel so self-abased that she dared not even take one more glance at Ling Mubai. However, things were different now. After her mother married Mayor Jiang, she had become a young lady of noble birth.

As soon as she became an official member of the Jiang family, she had made every effort to change herself. Since then, she never spoke loudly or showed her teeth when she laughed. She always walked gracefully and never made a noise at dinner.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, the process of transformation was painful. It took her quite a few years to get rid of some bad habits and become a graceful, gentle noble young lady.

Everyone said she was as elegant as a princess in a fairy tale, and she also thought that she was finally good enough for her Prince Charming.

However, Ling Mubai’s indifference chilled her to the bone.

As far as Ling Mubai was concerned, she made no difference with those wealthy young ladies, who were just passers-by in his life.

Jiang Xinyue had racked her brains to please Sun Lan, trying to create more chances to get close to Ling Mubai and she finally got Sun Lan on her side because of her prominent family background.

She had thought that she was on the verge of success as long as she got Sun Lan’s support, but it turned out she was no match for Qu Wan at all.

Ling Mubai had never shifted his attention from Qu Wan to any other woman.

Jiang Xinyue thought she was no worse than Qu Wan in every respect, and as Qu Wan had cut all ties with the Jiang family years ago, Jiang Xinyue was known as the only daughter of Mayor Jiang. However, turning a blind eye to her excellence, Ling Mubai would rather choose a Cinderella than a princess!

To win Ling Mubai’s heart, she had employed every means possible to against Qu Wan and finally made it!

Ling Mubai kicked Qu Wan out without leaving her a penny. From then on, Jiang Xinyue could stay by his side without worrying about other people’s gossip.

She was clear that Ling Mubai still loved Qu Wan, so she imitated Qu Wan in every way, hoping to attract his attention.

She adjusted her hair-do into a ponytail, which she used to hate so much. Moreover, she started dressing herself with Chanel for everything from perfume and cosmetics to clothes, which made her look increasingly less like herself.

Because she looked like Qu Wan in all these ways, she was the woman who stayed with Ling Mubai the longest and even became his fiancée.

Ling Mubai was getting gentler and more considerate to her, and her dream seemed to be coming true step by step.

However, to her annoyance, Qu Wan came back at this critical moment!

If Ling Mubai had no feelings for Qu Wan anymore, he wouldn’t have been so irritated just now. From the way he had reacted, she could tell that he still cared about that woman.

It had been three years since they divorced, but like a scar on Ling Mubai’s heart, every mention of Qu Wan’s name made his wound bleed again.

Jiang Xinyue held the cup so hard that the blood dripped down her fingers.

“Seems I have to do something!”