Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Chapter 290: Slinging Mud

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Slinging Mud

The woman who was stopped by the shop assistant didn’t expect Lin Mengyao and Bai Ru to suddenly turn back. A hint of guilt and embarrassment flashed in her eyes, but when she thought of the string of zeros on the clothing tag, her expression became much more natural.

"They were walking back and forth in front of this dress just now, and that woman even touched the dress, feeling it all over. When I went over to look at the dress, I found it was already damaged. I only hung a broken dress back in place. You should thank me for tidying up the clothes and reducing your workload, instead of letting the real culprit enjoy the show over there and wrongfully accusing me, an innocent person. Can you really live with yourself?" the woman said loudly to the shop assistant in front of her.

Lin Mengyao and Bai Ru looked at the finger pointed at them. Not knowing what happened, but hearing the woman shouting loudly attracted the attention of the few people in the store. Their expressions became unpleasant.

If it were someone with a thin skin and a soft temper, they might not withstand the gazed of those around them, endure the humiliation, and reluctantly buy the broken dress to quietly settle the matter. But today, this woman’s luck was clearly not so good, as she encountered Lin Mengyao and Bai Ru.

"Miss, you don’t seem that old, and you look quite nice. How come the moment you speak, it’s full of lies," Lin Mengyao frowned at the girl who was full of lies and said in an unfriendly tone.

"I didn’t lie! Stop slandering me here! What evidence do you have that I’m lying?" The young woman had a moment of panic but quickly stabilized her emotions, "Don’t think that just because there are more of you that you can bully me. I’ve never lied since I was a child. You two are both well-dressed; surely, there’s no need to slander me over such small money. How am I supposed to face anyone if your words get out? Are you trying to use your power to throw dirt on me and force me to admit to something I’ve never done?" the woman said defiantly with her neck strained.

Bai Ru and Lin Mengyao were both amused by the woman’s unreasonable accusations and her "I’m weak, therefore I’m right" logic.

"There is surveillance in this store. If you want to know who actually damaged the dress, wouldn’t checking the surveillance footage make everything clear?" Outside the store, someone unexpected appeared in everyone’s view.

A pair of long legs covered by slacks started moving and in just a few seconds, arrived beside Lin Mengyao.

"Why are you here?" Lin Mengyao looked at the suddenly appearing Xu Ke with some surprise but was mostly delighted, her eyes squinting with joy.

"I finished work at the office early. Grandpa Zhao said you weren’t home, so I guessed you were out shopping again. How could you get bullied just from browsing a store, hmm?" Xu Ke gently smoothed Lin Mengyao’s slightly cool hair and spoke tenderly.

From the moment Xu Ke entered, the young woman had been dazed. Seeing Xu Ke treat Lin Mengyao so gently, a strong malice surged in her heart.

Such an outstanding and kind man, she wanted to have him too. After all, this woman seemed so wealthy that losing one boyfriend shouldn’t be a big deal for her, right?

The young woman made up her mind, and when she looked towards Xu Ke, even before speaking, her eyes already held a hint of tears.

"Sir, you’re mistaken. The woman in front of you is quite formidable. Anyone in the room could suffer, just not her. She only acted so vulnerable because you came in. If you had come a step later, she might have rushed up to hit me. Don’t be deceived by this woman’s appearance. Women who look good are the most deceptive," the young woman said, biting her lip, looking pitiful.

As a woman too, seeing the provocative glances and the words just spoken, the young woman’s intentions were all too obvious.

Lin Mengyao was so angry her face turned red. No one had ever spoken like that to Xu Ke in front of her, blatantly trying to drive a wedge between them. With this in mind, Lin Mengyao gripped Xu Ke’s arm even tighter.

Xu Ke wasn’t wearing much, so when Lin Mengyao squeezed, he felt pain immediately. Yet, Xu Ke’s face showed genuine amusement.

The young woman saw Xu Ke’s expression and thought he was swayed by her words; her artificially large eyes brightened instantly.

"I know what kind of person my wife is. You don’t need to unnecessarily inform me, and we have unresolved matters between us," Xu Ke said, with a sense of disgust looking into the young woman’s brightening eyes. "Let’s check the surveillance and see who really damaged the dress." He turned his gaze towards the shop assistants.

Normally, accessing surveillance footage requires managerial approval and accompaniment. Perhaps Xu Ke’s presence was too overwhelming; by the time the staff reacted, they were already seated at the computer, with the screen showing the surveillance footage.

The surveillance showed Lin Mengyao and Bai Ru passing by the dress several times, merely looking without touching. As the staff couldn’t withstand Xu Ke’s pressure and began fast-forwarding the video, Lin Mengyao’s hand reached out towards the dress. The shop assistants and the young woman held their breath as if afraid to disturb something. However, Lin Mengyao’s fingers lightly brushed past the dress, picking up the one beside it.

Until the young woman approached the dress, Lin Mengyao hadn’t touched any other clothing.

The truth was now clear. Lin Mengyao looked at the young woman with cold eyes, while Bai Ru still wore a smile, though it now carried a hint of mockery.

"Didn’t you see us damage the dress with your own eyes? Now the evidence is here. What else do you have to say?" Lin Mengyao looked at the young woman, imposing.

"Everyone must be responsible for their words and actions. Please apologize to us for what you said earlier," Bai Ru said softly.

With so many people watching, especially under the scrutinizing eyes of the shop assistants, the young woman almost crumpled under the pressure. Sweat appeared visibly on her forehead.