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Chapter 312 - 312: Don ‘t Bicker With the Dead

“But there are always people who are an eyesore in our room. I don’t have an appetite just looking at them.”

“Mrs. Lu,” Ye Beishen sighed sweetly. “I remembered that the position of Mrs. Lu belonged to Ms. Xie. I thought of Ms. Xie and realized that if Mrs. Lu hadn’t changed her engagement, she wouldn’t have married Chairman Huo.

“If she hadn’t married Chairman Huo, she wouldn’t have died of depression. If she hadn’t died of depression, then the Xie family wouldn’t have…

“Miss Ye!” Xie Qi interrupted with a livid expression,

“This is a private matter of the Xie family. You and Huo Xiting have no right to ask! Especially with Huo Xiting’s identity. He’s the son of a mistress…”

Ye Beisheng hurriedly nodded and said, “Oh, oh, I’m sorry, Mrs. Lu. I really didn’t care about your feelings when I said this. I forgot that you’re also a mistress.

“However, Madam Lu, if you only became a mistress because you didn’t know that you were being one, this means that you’re well protected by the Xie family. You are indeed innocent.”

No matter how calm Xie Qi was, her face began to turn red after being mocked by a junior time and time again.

“Are you saying that I’m uneducated?!”

“I’m just saying that you’re innocent and cute. Why would you think that you’re uneducated?” Ye Beisheng was surprised. “Do you usually ask yourself to do this? Your expectations are so high. Then I’ll treat it as if you’re uneducated.” “Enough.” Xie Lan interrupted.

His tone was gentle. “Miss Ye, the Xie family will decide whether Second Miss

Xie is right or wrong. You are meddling too much.”

Ye Beisheng shrugged. “Fine. If you think your aunt is a good person, then so be it.”

Although she said that, anyone could hear the disdain and mockery in his tone. However, Xie Lan did not look angry. “Miss Ye, may I have a word with you?”

“You can’t” Ye Beisheng shook her head.

Everyone was speechless.

This day was so boring.

Ye Beisheng sat down and ate a few mouthfuls of food. “Huo Xiting, my appetite has been ruined by some people. It’s disgusting. Let’s go home.”

The young masters of the Xie family cursed angrily, “I’ve never seen such a shameless person! Huo Xiting, you’re the son of a mistress! You’re still so arrogant in front of your first wife’s family. Do you know how to write the word shame?”

When Ye Beisheng heard this, she stopped in her tracks when she was about to leave. “Mrs. Lu.”

Xie Qi gritted her teeth and turned around.

Ye Beisheng raised her eyebrows. “Is Huo Xiting really the son of a mistress? I think…You know this better than anyone else.”

She leaned close to Xie Qi’s ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear,

“You want Huo Xiting to live a miserable life, not because he is the son of a mistress… It was because he was the son of ‘that person’.

“You’ve lived in the shadow of Miss Xie your entire life, so you hope that her son will also live in the dust for the rest of his life and be unable to raise his head.

“But it’s a pity that your wish hasn’t succeeded yet. You’ll have to work harder for it to come true then.

With that, she smiled, took Huo Xiting’s hand, and walked out.

Xie Qi felt her vision go black and she fainted twice. She bit her lower lip tightly.

How did Ye Beisheng know…

After leaving Northern Residence, Ye Beisheng got into the car angrily. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She held his hand that was about to start the car. “Why didn’t you refute?!”

Huo Xiting glanced at her lightly. “Because it’s not necessary.”

” What do you mean by unnecessary?” Ye Beisheng was angry. “After what they did to you..

“Because I don’t argue with the dead.”

Huo Xiting spoke casually, his tone calm. His fingers turned slightly and then clenched into a fist.

“Xie Qi isn’t dead yet…” Ye Beisheng subconsciously said.

“Yes.” Huo Shiting smiled faintly. “But, remember to watch the news tomorrow morning.”

Ye Beisheng was speechless. No way! It’s getting that exciting?

Then… what should she be expecting on the news tomorrow morning?