Chapter 352: Missed Match

Chapter 352: Missed Match

Lady Luo said, "If Madam doesn't wish to see her, I'll go and dismiss her."

"Never mind, let her in."

"Yes."

In no time, Wang Fuzhen arrived. Seeing Lady Zheng's sallow face, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Lady Zheng's expression darkened. "Why are you here?"

Wang Fuzhen smiled faintly as she sat down. "Of course, I'm here to mock you. You've caused me such misery, yet you haven't fared much better yourself. Both you and Zheng Jinxiu—no, Fang Jinxiu—have received your comeuppance, don't you agree?"

She had never liked this woman before, and now she realized how malicious she was, coming specifically to gloat. She shouldn't have let her in.

"Get out, get out of here," Lady Zheng shouted angrily.

Wang Fuzhen laughed. "Don't be in such a hurry; I haven't finished yet."

"I won't listen to your nonsense. Get out."

Lady Luo stepped forward. "Young Lady Lu, please leave."

Wang Fuzhen gave her a contemptuous glance and ignored her, turning back to Lady Zheng. "I could have married well too. Even if not into the Zheng family, I wouldn't have ended up with a scoundrel like Lu Shen. It's all because of you, with your extreme favoritism towards the culprit, Fang Jinxiu, which made me the mastermind. Ha, now both you and Fang Jinxiu have received your comeuppance. Just wait and see how I'll deal with Fang Jinxiu."

With that, she pushed Lady Luo aside and walked out.

Lady Zheng was so enraged that she felt like spitting blood. This little wretch had come specifically to insult her. Did she want to drive her to death?

As Wang Fuzhen reached the door, she suddenly remembered something and stopped, turning back to look at Lady Zheng, who was coughing violently on the bed.

"Lady Zheng, even now you're still protecting that little wretch, Fang Jinxiu. Truly impressive. Are you beyond redemption, or did you simply not read the letters I sent you?"

With those words, she turned and left.

Lady Zheng's coughing gradually subsided, and she suddenly remembered the letters.

She grabbed Lady Luo's sleeve. "Quick, bring me the letters that Wang Fuzhen sent."

Lady Luo was completely baffled. "What letters?"

"The ones... oh." Lady Zheng's voice trailed off.

On the day the old lady passed away, she had been busy attending to her and had carelessly set the letters aside.

Afterward, she left Little Luo in the old lady's courtyard to watch over the people there, ensuring they didn't reveal the news of the old lady's passing.

Then came Jinxiu's wedding, and things got so busy that she forgot about the letters.

Now, after so long, where would she find them?

"Little Luo, ask around who entered this room on the day the old lady died."

Lady Luo asked, "Do you mean the day before the eldest miss's wedding or the actual day?"

The old lady's passing had two dates—one real, one announced.

Lady Zheng said, "The day before, when the old lady truly passed away."

"Yes, I'll go check right away."

It had been over half a year, and with Fang Jinxiu's wedding preparations, the servants were very busy, often being called to different places for work.

With the high turnover of staff across the courtyards, it would be difficult to trace the letters.

...

Wang Fuzhen was just venting her anger. She was only a teenage girl, spoiled and vengeful.

Proud as she was, she had been tricked into marrying a scoundrel like Lu Shen. Now that the culprit had finally faced misfortune, she naturally wanted to taunt her.

Seeing Lady Zheng nearly driven to madness made her feel very satisfied.

As she happily left Lady Zheng's courtyard, she ran into Zheng Hongxu.

Her smile vanished, and her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Seeing him again, she didn't even think of greeting him, merely nodding slightly.

Watching her walk past, Zheng Hongxu turned back and blocked her path.

"Zhenzhen, you..."

Wang Fuzhen interrupted him. "Please call me Young Lady Lu."

Zheng Hongxu sighed softly, resigned. "Alright, Young Lady Lu. Can we talk?"

Wang Fuzhen found it amusing. "Why do you suddenly want to talk to me?"

"It's not sudden; I've always wanted to talk to you, but I never had the chance."

"Huh, how could you not have had the chance? From the time I became engaged to Lu Shen until our marriage, you had plenty of opportunities. Even after our marriage, it's been over half a year. If you really wanted to, you would have had many chances. Why didn't you come to talk to me?"

"I..."

"Enough, you're just a coward. If not for running into me today, you would have taken this thought to your grave without ever seeking me out."

"No, it's not that I didn't want to find you; it's that I couldn't."

"Why not?"

"I..."

"Are you afraid your mother will find out, or are you afraid of moral condemnation?"

Hearing these words, Zheng Hongxu fell silent.

Wang Fuzhen had long lost all hope in him. This useless man, this coward.

If only he had fought for it, they wouldn't have ended up here.

"Since you didn't say anything earlier, don't say it now. There's nothing worth discussing between us."

Wang Fuzhen walked away without looking back.

Zheng Hongxu stood there, watching her figure disappear.

His heart felt both blocked and pained, an indescribable feeling.

Staggering a couple of steps, he steadied himself by holding onto a nearby rockery.

Zheng Jinyu came from another path. She really hadn't intended to eavesdrop; she was just passing by on her way to see Lady Zheng.

After some thought, she decided to act as if nothing had happened and simply walk past Zheng Hongxu.

Zheng Hongxu was extremely surprised, his face turning into a palette of emotions—shock, anger, embarrassment, fear...

"Did you hear that?"

Zheng Jinyu glanced at him, "I'm not deaf. You were speaking so loudly, of course I heard it."

"I..." Zheng Hongxu jogged a few steps to catch up with Zheng Jinyu, grabbing her arm.

"Wait."

Zheng Jinyu looked at his hand, "What do you want?"

Zheng Hongxu let go of her hand and said, "Can you promise Third Brother that you'll pretend you didn't hear any of that?"

"What did you say? That you might be involved with Wang Fuzhen?"

"You..." Zheng Hongxu was infuriated but helpless, "Consider it a favor from Third Brother. If this gets out, it would ruin Zhenzhen's reputation."

"Hmph." Zheng Jinyu looked at him with disdain, "Wang Fuzhen is right; you're indeed a coward."

Zheng Hongxu's face turned red, but he didn't refute it because even he felt they were right.

A coward, he was indeed a coward.

Zheng Jinyu crossed her arms and looked at him, "Actually, you and Wang Fuzhen could have been engaged."

She only mentioned the engagement, not the marriage.

Because in the story, they were only engaged, not married.

Fang Jinxiu's strong possessiveness and her powerful protagonist aura controlled Zheng Hongxu, making him despise Wang Fuzhen and eventually leading to her death.

In a sense, things being this way now might be better; at least Wang Fuzhen is still alive.

Zheng Hongxu smiled bitterly, "Why do you say that? Mother would never agree. How could we be engaged?"

"Because Mother used to like Wang Fuzhen and thought she was a good match for you."

Although it sounded like hindsight, saying it now was too late, Zheng Hongxu still became excited.

"Really?"

Zheng Jinyu said, "Don't believe me? Go ask her yourself."