Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Chapter 276: He Is Just a Prop

Seeing Qi Muxin, Wang Xue instantly guessed her identity, and a vengeful desire surged within her.

"Are you her sister?" Wang Xue asked Qi Muxin.

"Yes," Qi Muxin nodded.

Once Wang Xue received confirmation, she immediately sneered and revealed, "Your younger sister is quite bold, flirting with her brother-in-law in front of so many people. You, as her elder sister, probably had no idea, did you?"

After speaking, Wang Xue felt a victorious sense of satisfaction, eagerly anticipating Qi Muxin’s anger and a fight between the two sisters.

"I knew."

"You knew... What did you say?"

Wang Xue couldn’t believe her ears, thinking she must have misheard.

Qi Muxin shyly smiled and quietly replied, "I said I knew. My younger sister has always liked my husband."

Hearing this, Jiang Siming felt like a chaotic mess of thoughts was tangling in his head. What was this nonsense?

"You know your sister is competing with you for a man?"

"Yes, I know."

"And you’re not angry?"

"She’s my sister. Why should I be angry?"

"But she’s trying to steal your husband!"

"It’s okay. I’ll talk to her about it when we get home."

"You’re just going to talk to her?"

Wang Xue could barely believe her ears. Was her hearing impaired from wearing earrings that were too heavy?

"Isn’t talking to her enough?" Qi Muxin smiled and countered.

"What will you say to her?"

"I’ll tell her not to do it in public next time—it’s not a good look."

"I..."

Wang Xue felt like something sharp had stabbed her in the chest. She was utterly speechless.

Qi Muxin ignored Wang Xue and instead apologized sincerely to Jiang Siming: "Husband, I’m so sorry. My sister came over and interrupted your class reunion. I’ll take her home now. Have fun, and if you’re not coming home tonight, just send me a message so my sister and I won’t worry about you."

The married men present all felt like they’d been hit by a truck. Someone else’s wife was so understanding!

Letting her husband go out and have fun, not even objecting to her gorgeous younger sister flirting with him...

A Jaguar worth over a million yuan...

Thinking of this, Da Jun was nearly in tears.

Wang Biwen felt the same way. His purpose for attending this gathering was to get close to Li Yingzi and join Yinghuan Financial.

But under the current circumstances, did he even have the face to speak up?

Even if Li Yingzi agreed to help him, it wouldn’t matter—Jiang Siming was the chairman. Without Jiang’s approval, Li Yingzi had no power to agree.

Amusingly, Wang Biwen was thick-skinned. A true man could bend and stretch.

He raised his wine glass and stood up, sincerely addressing Jiang Siming:

"President Jiang, I was muddle-headed earlier and was disrespectful to you. You are magnanimous, and I hope you won’t hold it against me."

Wang Biwen assumed Jiang Siming was a reasonable person. Given how friendly he had been earlier, he probably wasn’t someone who bore grudges, right?

It was just an apology. If apologizing could solve his future prospects, he’d even kneel to apologize if needed.

But the expected response didn’t come. Instead, all he heard was the sound of Jiang Siming eating his meal.

"I’m done eating!" Jiang Siming quickly finished his fried rice, stood up, and addressed everyone:

"This gathering has been very ’enjoyable.’ It’s been great seeing so many of my old high school classmates again, especially you guys. It’s been ’such a pleasure.’ Anyway, I have things to handle at the company, so I won’t stay longer. This meal is on me."

As he spoke, Jiang Siming called a waiter over and instructed them to bring a case of red wine, a parting gift for everyone.

When the wine arrived, Jiang Siming poured himself a glass, raised it, and said with a smile:

"I’ve said everything I needed to. It’s time for me to go. Here’s my final toast to all of you."

Everyone quickly stood up, afraid of being a second too late.

The previously mocking expressions transformed into smiles of flattery.

Jiang Siming clinked glasses with them and downed the wine in one go.

It wasn’t just a toast of wine but also a farewell to the bonds of his past classmates.

To him, those bonds had long since soured.

He had said it before—he would attend the reunion, but it would be the first and last time.

"I’m leaving," Jiang Siming said as he turned to go.

He didn’t say goodbye, only a simple "I’m leaving."

"I’m done eating too, and I’m not feeling well. I’ll take my leave. Class monitor, I’ll leave the rest to you. Eat at ease—President Jiang has already paid the bill."

Li Yingzi didn’t want to stay any longer either. She left the scene to Wang Biwen and followed Jiang Siming out of the restaurant.