73: 073: We're humans, not gods ( Part 2 )

073: We're humans, not gods ( Part 2 )

Although she was a middle-aged woman, she still had a pretty good-looking appearance and figure. In addition to that, she was a famous artist manager, which was why she had never expected her husband to cheat on her.2

He even chose to cheat on her with their goddaughter!

Una was fuming with rage, but when she remembered that it was Jing Qian who sent her the image, she felt that there was a possibility that Jing Qian was doing this on purpose. She may have photoshopped this image in order to trigger Una and ruin her family.

"Godmother, what's wrong? You don't look good. Did something happen?"

Xue Ning, who was sitting directly opposite Una, was the first one to notice that something was wrong with her. She was looking at Una with concern. The clear gaze from her eyes assumed Una that Jing Qian was doing this on purpose. This photo could have been photoshopped, and even if it wasn't, there was a chance that it was deliberately taken from an angle. This photo may not even be the truth.

It was as if Jing Qian knew what Una was thinking, because at the exact moment when she managed to calm herself down, another picture came.

It was the check-in record to a hotel in S city from two days before.

At that time, her husband, Peng Yonghua, had a project at S city and was there to check on the progress. 

It wouldn't have been a problem if he checked into a hotel in S city. The problem was that Peng Yonghua had checked into a luxurious suite, and soon after that, Xue Ning had checked into another room, in the same hotel, with her own id.

Although it wasn't the same room, Una wasn't a fool. If the two of them were innocent, why would they be at the same hotel, one after another?

Facing Xue Ning, Una suddenly asked, "My friend told me that she saw you in S city before this? Were you in S city the day before yesterday?"

Xue Ning had already sensed that something was wrong with Una's expression, and now that she was being interrogated, she panicked. 

However, she was just a college student. There was a difference between how she reacted to a sudden situation and how someone who was experienced would have reacted. Therefore, for a brief period of time, Xue Ning's face changed but she immediately denied it, "No. I was in H city for the past few days. I didn't even leave the city."

Then, her phone rang again.

This time, it was a clear picture of Xue Ning standing in front of Peng Yonghua's room.

The two were making out right outside at the door.

The photo burnt her eyes and Una immediately turned crazy. She picked up a bowl from the table and threw it towards Xue Ning's face.

"You b*tch! I'll kill you! I'm the one who supported you through college, but you're sleeping with my husband?! You're dead!"

"AHHH-"

"Li Nianfang, what's wrong with you? Why are you hitting her? She's just a child!"

With Xue Ning's scream, the entire Peng household instantly turned into hell.

When Peng Yonghua saw Una beating up his sweetheart, he helped Xue Ning defend herself from Una. As for Peng Miaoqi, she went through the messages and realized that she had been betrayed by her best friend, deciding to join the battle.

In the end, the police came, but Xue Ning was so badly injured that she had to be admitted to the hospital.

Just as the police were bringing Una in for a testament, she received another message.

'Sister Una, I heard that you're at the police station now? Eh? Why? It's not a big deal, being betrayed by your goddaughter, right? What's wrong with that? Some say that we should always have some amount of drama in our life, that's why 'cheating' should be okay. We're humans, not god. We all make mistakes, right?'

Una was already so angry that her face was flushing red with anger, and when she read the message, she was about to explode.

She clearly remembered that these were the same exact words that she said to that b*tch on the phone, earlier that day.

This b*tch was saying those same words tonight, and she was doing it in such a cruel method!

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