After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 12

Zhou Xiaojiang considered herself quite knowledgeable about Xia Shishi.

Although their acquaintance hadn’t been very long—it was an accidental encounter.

At that time, Zhou Xiaojiang, who had just entered the entertainment industry, was merely an assistant on set, but even so, she cherished the hard-won opportunity.

Even when cornered by a currently popular actress, Zhou Xiaojiang merely endured and laid low.

It so happened that Xia Shishi passed by with Qi Xue. Perhaps Xia Shishi found the popular actress annoying, so she made a few mocking remarks and stood up for Zhou Xiaojiang.

Afterward, Zhou Xiaojiang continuously sought opportunities to “thank” Xia Shishi, and gradually, through frequent interaction, the two became close.

Xia Shishi was genuinely good to the people around her. It was said that Qi Xue was hired to look after her, but all she needed to do was accompany Xia Shishi shopping and out for fun every day.

Even for Zhou Xiaojiang, whom she had only recently met, Xia Shishi would offer some assistance.

A lucky person.

Someone who had been pampered since childhood, never experienced setbacks, and got everything she wanted.

Zhou Xiaojiang clenched her fist, her eyes filled with both envy and resentment.

What was so great about Xia Shishi?

She only recently developed some brains…

Zhou Xiaojiang approached her with a gentle smile, tentatively asking, “How did you suddenly change your mind? Didn’t you say before that you didn’t like Wen Jiao?”

Xia Shishi was at the counter picking out suitable clothes for Wen Jiao. Amidst the patient introduction by the sales assistant, she glanced back at the flawlessly smiling Zhou Xiaojiang.

It seems like the roles are reversed now. How interesting.

She remembered in her previous life, after she broke off the engagement with Wen Jiao, Zhou Xiaojiang and Fu Yunhan got together.

At that time, Zhou Xiaojiang didn’t have much money and felt inferior in front of Fu Yunhan. So, Xia Shishi generously took her out shopping, paid for her purchases, and even envied Zhou Xiaojiang for having such a good relationship.

Now, Xia Shishi was buying things for Wen Jiao, and the one asking the question had become Zhou Xiaojiang?

How ridiculous.

Xia Shishi’s finger traced the fabric, scrutinizing it, “Not soft enough.”

The sales assistant paused, “This is already very soft. It’s made of…”

“It’s just not soft enough,” Xia Shishi put it down. “You don’t know how dewy and smooth my darling’s skin is. I wouldn’t want this clothing to hurt her.”

Sales Assistant: …WTF.

Zhou Xiaojiang: ?

“You just asked how I changed my mind?” Xia Shishi crossed her arms and spoke while the sales assistant was temporarily away. “It’s because I suddenly realized Jiao Jiao’s goodness—that cool, captivating demeanor, those soul-stirring eyes. Ah—”

Xia Shishi cradled her face, displaying the typical behavior of a person consumed by love, “She could clearly rely on her looks, yet she insists on relying on her career. She truly deserves to be my Jiao Jiao wife.”

Zhou Xiaojiang: “You… I remember you didn’t like the same sex before.”

Xia Shishi: “That’s because I hadn’t met the right person before! If Jiao Jiao had appeared earlier, I would have been gay long ago.”

The sales assistant, rushing back with new merchandise, heard this and almost stumbled.

This love-struck fool is crazy.

Poisonous.

Though poisonous, she was the kind of poisonous person who was indeed very rich. The sales assistant didn’t mind trying to gain favor.

The items Xia Shishi had bought so far were enough for her to earn tens of thousands in commission. Faced with such a generous fùpò (rich woman), she also wanted to “bend.”

Zhou Xiaojiang looked like she wanted to say something but held back. There were things she could let Qi Xue say, but she couldn’t say herself.

For example, that Wen Jiao was disabled, plagued by illness, and seven years older than Xia Shishi, so there was no need to marry her.

She couldn’t say it. She could only offer an awkward smile and wish Xia Shishi well, “Since you love each other, you will surely be happy together.”

The sales assistant also chimed in for the commission, “Yes, Miss Xia, your engagement banquet with Miss Wen is highly anticipated. All the staff in our mall have heard about it.”

Xia Shishi paused in the act of pulling out her card, then gave a meaningful smile.

Is that so? Highly anticipated.

Even the mall staff knew the news.

Then, in the previous life, when Xia Shishi made such a scene at the engagement banquet, these people must have known about it too.

But out of respect for her status, they didn’t say it to her face.

What kind of look did they give her back then? Causing such a scene at the engagement, humiliating Wen Jiao, then happily running out to be a clueless big spender, and even envying others’ love?

Xia Shishi’s hand trembled, filled with anger and frustration.

Zhou Xiaojiang had done so much around her, pushing her step by step toward a dead end.

And she only saw clearly at the very last moment.

Although looking back, she felt her mind was muddled during that time.

The memories, however, were crystal clear and undeniable. Thinking of the things she had done, thinking of the silently hurt Wen Jiao, Xia Shishi’s eyes began to turn red from the bottom of her heart.

Even if she wanted to fake it, she couldn’t. She was genuinely heartbroken for Jiao Jiao.

The sales assistant looked up to remind Xia Shishi to enter the password. Seeing her eyes as red as a rabbit’s, the assistant’s smile was a bit awkward.

Xia Shishi’s spending this time was indeed quite high, nearly three million, which was astonishing to see.

The young woman’s teary-eyed look was quite endearing. As long as Xia Shishi wasn’t throwing a tantrum, most people would be inclined to humor her, “How about I apply for the lowest discount for you?” She really didn’t want to lose the commission she was about to earn.

“Okay,” Xia Shishi’s voice was a bit hoarse. She hadn’t heard what the sales assistant said; she was preoccupied with her sadness.

After the sales assistant applied the discount and asked Xia Shishi to re-enter the password, Xia Shishi sniffled, “What’s the rush?”

The sales assistant was terrified, thinking Xia Shishi was going to renege.

“I still need to buy more. This much isn’t nearly enough,” she needed to repay Wen Jiao, and it would never be enough.

Xia Shishi turned around and stared at Zhou Xiaojiang. The more she looked, the angrier she got. She moved her tongue, “I suddenly remembered, didn’t I ask you to help recommend some styles? Why were you so distracted?”

Zhou Xiaojiang vaguely felt that the atmosphere was off, but Xia Shishi was clearly smiling.

“I was worried you wouldn’t like what I chose.”

“How could that be?”

Xia Shishi looked up and down at Zhou Xiaojiang’s clothes. An unknown actress who wasn’t willing to accept Fu Yunhan’s favors—so where did this outfit come from?

Based on her meager salary? Don’t be kidding. If she really relied on her salary, where would she get the money to bribe Qi Xue?

That outfit was given to her by a big idiot—which was Xia Shishi herself!

I was so stupid, Xia Shishi bit her lip and smiled, “Your outfit is very nice, you clearly have good taste.”

“That’s right,” the sales assistant, unaware of the internal drama, also praised, “The clothes you’re wearing are designed by a budding new designer. The style is very novel,” and the price was not cheap either.

“Then I’ll give it a try. Don’t laugh if you don’t like it,” Zhou Xiaojiang vaguely sensed something.

However, seeing the smiling Xia Shishi, who was as sweet as ever, she could only suppress her anxiety.

Zhou Xiaojiang recalled Wen Jiao’s appearance while trying to think of styles suitable for her.

But no matter which one she chose, Xia Shishi would reject it. “This one won’t work. My darling isn’t that childish.” “This one is too cheap.” “If my darling wears this, it will entirely rely on her looks to carry it.”

It was no longer just about the fabric not being soft enough for rejection.

Because for the clothes recommended by the sales assistant, as long as they met her minimum requirements, Xia Shishi would buy them without hesitation.

If Wen Jiao didn’t like them, she’d just leave them in the closet and deal with them when they went out of season.

However, for the ones Zhou Xiaojiang chose, Xia Shishi always found excuses why they weren’t suitable for Wen Jiao.

And Xia Shishi was very innocent, “I just want to be extra good to my darling. You should understand, right? That’s what it’s like to love someone—you want to give them the very best.”