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“… Huh?” Luo Ruying blinked, utterly dumbfounded. She stared at her sister, trying to process what she had just heard. Had she misheard? “You’re saying… Yechen is cheating?”
“Yes!!” Luo Ruxin nodded firmly with absolute conviction.
“With whom?” Luo Ruying asked in confusion.
Except for the past two nights, her husband was practically glued to her side every waking moment. If he were really having an affair, how could she have not noticed?
“That woman!” Luo Ruxin declared, gritting her teeth in anger. “That personal maid who's always by his side!”
Luo Ruying froze for a second, then suddenly covered her mouth and let out a soft, melodic laugh.
“Ehhh?! Sister, why are you laughing?!” Luo Ruxin felt a surge of frustration. How could her sister not take this seriously?!
"You mustn’t say such things carelessly," Luo Ruying said with a helpless smile. "Your brother-in-law isn't that kind of person, and Qingyou is merely his personal maid."
“Sister, you're too trusting!” Luo Ruxin stomped her foot in exasperation. “There’s a saying—The face is known, but the heart is unknowable!
“You don’t understand! In the mortal world, personal maids aren’t just there to serve meals and take care of daily needs! Especially in wealthy, influential households, personal maids are often responsible for… for warming the bed!”
Her voice lowered at the end, but it carried a grave weight.
Luo Ruying’s heart skipped a beat. Her sister’s words, though exaggerated, did shake her for a moment, but she quickly dismissed the thought. She knew her husband.
Sensing her slight hesitation, Luo Ruxin pressed on. "Sister, haven’t you noticed how close they are? That woman is far too beautiful. She doesn’t look like an ordinary maid at all!”
This hit a nerve.
Luo Ruying had always thought the same. Yue Qingyou’s beauty was simply too extraordinary. And lately… she had noticed that Ning Yechen and Yue Qingyou often exchanged glances that seemed to hold unspoken understanding. Even more unsettling was how Yue Qingyou always anticipated his needs, preparing things for him before he even asked.
She knew him all too well. And Ning Yechen trusted Qingyou deeply. He had entrusted almost everything in their home to her. Even Meng Niu, Cai Se, and Bai Yuan all followed her commands. All these small details began piling up in Luo Ruying’s mind, making her heart waver ever so slightly.
But still… she refused to believe it. Just two nights ago, during the New Year’s festival, he had confessed his love for her once again.
"Ruxin," she said, steadying herself. "You're overthinking things. Your brother-in-law and Qingyou may simply have a good working relationship. You mustn’t make baseless accusations.”
“Sister, I’m not making things up!” Luo Ruxin was growing desperate, feeling deeply wronged. Why is Sister so unwilling to believe me?! If she refuses to listen to words alone, then I’ll have to show her proof!
"When I got up last night, I saw them secretly meeting in the courtyard! They might even be plotting to steal your child!"
Luo Ruying’s expression stiffened for a brief second.
But she quickly calmed herself and refuted firmly, "Impossible! My husband would never do such a thing."
“Sister, I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s the truth!” Luo Ruxin insisted. “If you don’t believe me, come see for yourself!”
Before Luo Ruying could respond, Luo Ruxin grabbed her hand and dragged her back toward the main hall.
…
In the snowy courtyard, Luo Hongye was happily stacking odd-shaped snow sculptures, engrossed in her own little world. Ning Yechen squatted beside her, helping her with her clumsy creations.
A short distance behind them, Yue Qingyou stood quietly with her hands folded neatly in front of her, maintaining her usual poised and elegant posture. Her expression was soft and gentle, her beautiful eyes filled with a warm fondness as she watched the child.
“Look, Sister!” Luo Ruxin whispered, nudging Luo Ruying. “That maid is always by Yeye’s side! And look at her expression! It’s not right!
“She’s gazing at Yeye like she’s her own child!”
This… made Luo Ruying pause.
It was true. Yue Qingyou’s attentiveness toward Hongye was almost too meticulous. And now that she thought about it… Ning Yechen had seemed oddly nervous when Yue Qingyou first arrived.
Luo Ruxin took her sister’s silence as confirmation of her suspicions. “Sister, that man isn’t worthy of your trust! Let me expose him! We can take Hongye and leave!
“I’ll stay in the Mortal Realm! I’ll take responsibility for looking after you and the child!”
With a resolute expression, she pressed a hand to her heart, vowing her commitment.
Luo Ruying rolled her eyes. This girl… what nonsense is she spouting now?
“You will not say another word about this until there’s solid proof,” Luo Ruying warned, her voice firm.
Though doubt had crept into her heart, she still trusted her husband. The time they had spent together, the way he cared for her and Hongye… It wasn’t fake. She refused to believe it without undeniable evidence.
Seeing her sister’s hesitation, Luo Ruxin sighed heavily. Sister must be too in love to see the truth. That bastard must have completely fooled her!
Although Luo Ruying remained skeptical, the seed of doubt had already been planted. And once suspicion took root, it never truly disappeared.
At this moment, Luo Ruying couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling. Even the most ordinary interactions between Ning Yechen and Yue Qingyou suddenly seemed different.
A simple exchange of words felt like a conspiracy. A casual glance between them made her chest feel uncomfortably heavy.
What if…? What if it was true?
What would she do?
What about their child?
Her mind became a tangled mess, filled with questions she couldn’t answer.
Ning Yechen quickly noticed her distracted state. He approached her gently, concern written across his face, his voice soft and full of warmth. “Darling, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
Luo Ruying hesitated. She looked into her husband’s eyes, searching for any sign of deceit.
After a moment of silence, she finally spoke. "Dear, come inside with me for a moment."