Sun Ah Cy flinched upon hearing the words that Fu Qi Hong spoke to her.
"What's wrong?" Fu Qi Hong asked Sun Ah Cy with a calm expression without much agitation shown on his face. "Did you think that I do not understand the reason behind your pursuit? I might be a mer but I am wise enough to know who truly sees behind this face of mine."
His expression turned solemn as he continued, "No one knows what lies in the future. My face, which is prettier than the rest, might get injured or old one day. When that happens I am afraid that women like you will leave me alone but Miss Qiang? She will stay with me."
"Because she can see more than just my face," Fu Qi Hong turned his face away and said, "This is why I will choose her, I will choose her again and again over you."
He left those words and left the room.
As the door behind him closed, the aide of Sun Ah Cy peeked at her mistress. And when she saw the expression on Sun Ah Cy's face, she immediately lowered her head at once.
This was bulls*it.
Everyone in the Imperial Star knew that Sun Ah Cy had been pursuing Fu Qi Hong. With her talents and skills, it was only right for Sun Ah Cy to be married to the only prince of the Imperial family.
This was also what Fu Shi promised her in exchange for the support that the Sun family could bring her. However, now Fu Qi Hong was telling Sun Ah Cy that he would never choose her.
Was this not equivalent to blatantly slapping her face?
If Sun Ah Cy were to lose the mer she loved to a woman with no identity and core, where would she put her face?
And for what reason? Just because she wanted Fu Qi Hong for his face and power?
"What nonsense!" Sun Ah Cy roared, her mecha vibes losing control as everything inside her office was shattered to bits. The reason she had dealt with Mo Qiang so horribly was to show the difference between the strengths of Fu Qi Hong.
Sun Ah Cy wanted to show Fu Qi Hong that he was making a mistake but he told her even after seeing Mo Qiang's pathetic condition that he wanted her.
Was he crazy?
Her aide lowered her head even more and tried to become as inconspicuous as possible.
'This is not going to end nicely,' she thought with a worried expression. Sun Ah Cy was not the kind of woman who would give up on what she wanted and this time around, this was not a matter of just her desire but her face and reputation as well.
If the woman who married Fu Qi Hong was better than her then at least Sun Ah Cy would be able to save her face.
But if someone like Mo Qiang snatched the prince away, where would Sun Ah Cy put her face?
"Gao Yue," Sun Ah Cy called her aide who raised her head.
"Y—-Yes, Commander Sun," Gao Yue acknowledged the woman who had lost control of her temper. Even though she knew that there was nothing good going to come out of this woman's mouth, Gao Yue had no choice but to listen to what Sun Ah Cy wanted her to do.
What was more, even after snatching him away from her, Mo Yan did not treat Wen Gui properly.
She allowed that bastard Sun Yahui to bully Wen Gui.
Mo Yan closed her eyes, she was already used to Fu Zhao treating her like this, she knew that it was because of her own fault and did not dare to go against Fu Zhao. She let her tease and taunt her.
Instead, she changed her question and asked, "For what reason is my daughter being locked up in the prison, Your Majesty? As far as I know, there is not a shred of evidence that will prove that it was Mo Qiang who killed that mer."
"This is something that you will have to ask your sister, Mo Li," Fu Zhao smiled with a grim expression. "She was the one who pushed for the arrest of Mo Qiang, in fact, I have to say that your sister was quite desperate to have your daughter behind bars. The more I looked at her, the more she resembled a desperate woman."
"Mo Li? You mean…" Mo Yan's eyes widened as she stood up from the chair on which she was sitting.
"This was not a determined arrest, Madam Mo," Fu Zhao sipped on her tea as she brought the cup down and stared at the murky liquid. "This was a forced arrest orchestrated by none other than Madam Wei."
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