Free Web NovelChapter 392: Did it go well?
Hua Jing continued as if she hadn’t heard.
"Don’t you find it strange that he disappeared for several hours during your own gala?"
Chen Li’s breathing grew uneven.
"You’re lying," she muttered.
"My mother wanted to report him to the police," Hua Jing went on. "But Hua Mingrong gave her a large sum of money to silence her. By then, he had already developed feelings for her."
Her gaze sharpened slightly. ƒrēewebnovel.com
"And that was when you started noticing something."
Chen Li’s hands trembled.
"He began paying attention to her instead of you."
The words struck their mark.
"You made her life miserable after that," Hua Jing said quietly. "Even when she tried to leave the Hua mansion, you found ways to force her to stay. You wanted to keep her where you could watch her suffer."
Chen Li’s face had turned pale.
"And when you discovered she was pregnant," Hua Jing continued, "you didn’t even bother investigating the truth. You simply assumed she had seduced your husband."
Her voice grew colder.
"So you punished her."
The final words came slowly.
"And eventually... you killed her."
Chen Li stared at her as if the world itself had tilted.
It was as though a flood of information had been forced into her mind all at once—pieces of the past rearranging themselves into a shape she had never considered.
"No way," she whispered.
Then louder.
"No way!"
Her hands slammed against the table.
"You’re lying to me!" she shouted hysterically. "You think I would believe a bastard like you? I would never believe a bastard like you over my own husband!"
Hua Jing laughed softly again.
"Isn’t your own husband the reason you’re sitting here now?"
Chen Li froze.
"It was his failure to protect either of you that destroyed everything," Hua Jing said quietly. "He let you descend into jealousy and madness. He let my mother suffer. And in the end, you took a life for a man who never truly loved you."
"Shut up!" Chen Li screamed.
Her voice cracked with desperation.
"I don’t want to hear another word!"
Hua Jing’s laughter returned, light and strangely calm. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
In that moment, the curve of her smile resembled someone else very strongly.
Her mother.
Chen Li’s pupils shrank.
For a second, it was as though the past had returned to stand before her.
"Don’t smile," Chen Li shrieked suddenly. "Don’t smile like that!"
Her voice climbed higher with panic.
"Don’t laugh! Don’t laugh!"
Memories flooded her mind unwillingly.
That maid.
The girl with extraordinary beauty who had once moved quietly through the Hua mansion. Guests had complimented her appearance constantly during galas, sometimes openly remarking that it was a shame someone so beautiful worked only as a servant.
A few entertainment executives had even attempted to recruit her.
But Chen Li had never allowed it.
Jealousy had burned too fiercely.
And then Hua Jing had been born.
A child whose face carried half of Hua Mingrong’s features so clearly that it felt like a permanent reminder of betrayal every time Chen Li looked at her.
"Get out!" Chen Li screamed suddenly. "Get out of this place, Hua Jing! I’ll kill you if I see you again! I’ll kill you!"
Hua Jing only sighed softly.
"Why is it that you and your daughter only ever talk about killing people?" she said lightly. "Have you ever considered saying something pleasant for once?"
She stood up slowly.
"You’re both in prison now. There’s nothing you can do to me."
Her voice carried quiet authority.
"And I’m the madam of the Fu family now. If you somehow managed to harm me, the consequences would be far worse than anything you’re experiencing now."
Chen Li’s eyes widened.
"That’s impossible," she whispered hoarsely. "You... the young madam of the Fu family? Absolutely impossible."
Hua Jing smiled gently.
"Everything is possible."
She adjusted her coat calmly.
"You reap what you sow."
Her voice softened one last time.
"I hope your life in prison will be... peaceful."
She turned toward the door.
"Take care of yourself. Because this is the last time we will ever see each other."
Before Chen Li could say another word, Hua Jing walked out.
Behind her, Chen Li’s scream echoed through the corridor.
"Come back here, Hua Jing!"
Her voice cracked with fury and desperation.
"Come back here! I told you to come back!"
Hua Jing never looked back.
Why would she when the cause of her pain was none other than the woman who was screaming her name right now?
Everything that had happened already could now be considered the past and she did not want to relive all that happened back then
When Hua Jing stepped out of the detention facility, the afternoon light greeted her like a quiet promise.
The sky above the capital was unusually clear that day, pale blue and stretched wide across the horizon. A faint breeze carried the scent of early spring through the parking lot, brushing softly against her face as though the world itself was welcoming her back.
For a moment, she simply stood there.
The heavy doors behind her closed with a dull metallic sound, sealing away the last remnants of a past that had haunted her for so many years.
And then she saw him.
Fu Jingrong was already waiting.
He stood a short distance away beside a black sedan, his tall figure calm and composed in the sunlight. His presence alone seemed to anchor the entire scene, steady and unwavering like a mountain that had weathered countless storms.
The moment his eyes landed on her, something in his expression softened.
He immediately walked toward her.
His steps were unhurried but purposeful, each stride carrying the quiet assurance of someone who had always known exactly where he was going.
When he finally reached her, he looked down at her face carefully, as if trying to read the emotions hidden behind her calm exterior.
His voice, when he spoke, was gentle and warm.
"Did it go well?"
