Chapter 830: The Most Despicable

"Meng Songling, where have you been?"

Returning home, Meng Songling saw Su Rumei sitting on the sofa. The living room lights were off, and it was unclear what she was thinking about. Since he walked in, she had been staring at him without blinking.

"What is it?" he said self-deprecatingly, "Shouldn’t you have known long ago?"

He also thought he could forget, but some people and things, the more you want to forget, the more clearly you remember.

As for Su Rumei acting this way, he had already gotten used to it.

Every time he’d seen Fu Jing, no matter the occasion, even if it was a chance encounter, she would know.

So why bother asking him?

Su Rumei was speechless.

"It’s been so many years. Why can’t you forget her?" Su Rumei suddenly jumped up from the sofa and yelled at Meng Songling, "We even have three kids together, and you still can’t forget that bitch."

"Don’t talk about her like that," Meng Songling said leisurely, "If you want to talk about who’s despicable, it’s us who are the most despicable."

Su Rumei was speechless again!

Then she burst out laughing, "Yeah, I’m fucking despicable myself."

"But why did you agree to me in the first place?" Su Rumei shouted, "Since you loved her so much, why did you agree to my pursuit? So, you’re the bigger jerk."

"Yeah, I’m just a scumbag," Meng Songling said, self-mockingly smiling, and then leisurely walked into the study.

The moment the door closed, an unidentified flying object hurled towards him.

Outside the door, there was the sound of things being smashed.

This happens every time.

Fortunately, they lived in a detached house, otherwise those outside rumors of their loving marriage would be a joke.

After Su Rumei vented her anger, she finally got tired and sat on the sofa with her hair in disarray.

Every time, she wants to argue with him but can’t.

Outsiders think Meng Songling is a good-natured man, but he’s actually coldly indifferent. He doesn’t even bother to argue with her.

Her clothes, because of her earlier outburst, were a bit disheveled. The Jade Pendant on her neck was exposed, and Su Rumei adjusted it, her lips slightly curling upwards.

No matter what Gu Lingling’s true identity is, or whether she’s a descendant of that person, it doesn’t matter.

As long as this Jade Pendant hangs around her neck, it’s like having a protective charm, and she still remains a daughter of the Su Family.

Going upstairs to tidy herself, Su Rumei ignored the mess and left the house.

She knew that after she left, Meng Songling would come out of the study and clean everything up meticulously, so much so that over the years, the three kids hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

"Have you thought it through?" Su Rumei went to a teahouse, and the man opposite her asked.

"I’ve thought it through," Su Rumei twirled the bracelet on her wrist, "It’s better to take initiative than to be passive. I always felt there was something strange about the old man’s memory loss, and my nerves have been on edge."

Su Rumei pinched the bridge of her nose, "Let him rest well. He’s had a hard enough life."

As long as the old man doesn’t speak, no one will know what happened back then, and she can retain her status as an adopted daughter.

And to the outsiders, she also has another identity.

That is, the Vice Minister of Health.

Even though she’s only a deputy, sometimes her authority is even greater than the minister’s, making it easy for her to access many things.

"Regarding that batch of vaccines from the Eastern Factory, tell her not to overdo it. They are for the children, not like adults," Su Rumei said tiredly, leaning against the chair, "Keep things clean."

"Rest assured," the person said as he walked over to massage Su Rumei’s shoulders.