Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle

This time, I became the target of public criticism.

There were all sorts of gazes looking at me. Envy, jealousy, flattery, disgust, and hatred.

I smiled slightly. "Miss Fu, you're exaggerating. As an outsider, I was just reminding you out of kindness. I have no interest in sharing a share of the profits with you. Some of my personalities may be different from yours. I can share a bowl of rice with others, but I will never share a man with others." I looked at Fu He. "With Miss Fu's measure, I'm willing to admit defeat."

Fu He's smile didn't change. Her gaze once again swept across the crowd.

Fang Jing immediately jumped up. "Then why are you here? Why didn't you leave? Why did you share the same man with others? Then you can see now that Wen Dian's woman might not even fit in this room. You're just one of them."

I smiled at her and didn't say anything.

I didn't want to compete with others, nor did I want to argue with fools.

Fang Jing thought that her words threatened me. She sneered. "What? Are you not convinced? I'm telling you, there's nothing you can do even if you're not convinced. You have to abide by the rules here! We're both Wen Dian's women. If you're not willing to share a man with us, then why are you still staying here?"

I looked at her and sighed. "I don't want to stay here either. Why don't you point out a path and let me out?"

Fang Jing was stunned for a moment before she sneered. "What are you pretending for? The main door is right there. If you want to leave, who can stop you?"

I looked at Fu He. "Miss Fu? Can I leave?"

Fu He shrugged. "Miss Nanxing, you already know. Why are you asking me?"

I sighed again. "Miss Fu, can't you be brave for once and show your boldness as if you're the host?"

Fu He ignored me.

Fang Jing had a puzzled look on her face. She looked at me and then at Fu He.

Fu He didn't even look at her. She raised the wine glass on the table, and she said to everyone, "This is the first gathering of our peony garden. Why don't we all have a drink first? Staying in Peony Garden is our common fate. Why don't we meet honestly, right?"

With that, she downed the wine in one gulp.

Those women also raised their glasses in unison. Even Fang Jing seemed to be surrendering to Fu He as she downed the wine in one heroic gulp. She turned around and looked at me provocatively as if telling me that the enemy of my enemy was my friend. She stood in line.

I stopped Yang Yang and Zhao Mei, who were prepared to follow behind me. The two of them were a little confused, but considering that I was quite a strong backer, they finally put down their wine glasses.

There were also two or three women who didn't drink. They seemed to have a wait-and-see attitude toward the current situation.

Fu He didn't mind. She looked at everyone and said, "Sisters, if you have an afterlife, remember to take revenge on Miss Nanxing! This gathering started because of her, and this wine is also thanks to her."

After she said that, she smiled with a very pleased smile.

At first, the crowd didn't understand what was going on. Then, their faces were filled with pain, and they fell to the ground. They clutched their stomachs and rolled on the ground a few times. Then, they kicked their legs and stopped moving.

It was exactly the same as Jing Ning's death. Zhao Mei, Yang Yang, and a few others who hadn't drunk wine couldn't help but scream in fear. They very consciously hid on my side.

I instantly understood. I looked at Fu He and calmly said, "You used my blood on them."

Fu He smiled and nodded. "That's right. Shouldn't I try out its magical properties? You should be used to it, but this is the first time I've seen it. The effects are quite good! I've long disliked these women. This time, I've borrowed your hand and your blood to fulfill my wish. Thank you!"

I sighed. "It's said that women's hearts are the most poisonous. I've seen it myself. Thank you!"

"No matter how poisonous my heart is, it is not as poisonous as your blood!" Fu He retaliated.