After the divorce, my ex-husband and son lined up to pursue me.

Chapter 71 Jealousy Takes hold
Song Nanqi's sudden action completely baffled Jiang Xia.

They were just ordinary friends and never crossed any lines; both of them were very respectful and kept to their proper boundaries.

How could it be so sudden...?

She was so dazed that she forgot to react until Song Nanqi tilted his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Leave him. That kind of person isn't worth you continuing to hold on to."

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And left...

Jiang Xia was still stunned and couldn't react, but she quickly noticed the tall figure walking out of the corridor.

The face is obscured by the backlighting.

However, the dark suit he was wearing, with his tall, straight figure, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and imposing presence, exuded a chilling aura that made Jiang Xia realize who he was in an instant.

She immediately understood the reason for Song Nanqi's rash actions. Before she could blame him, she simply lowered her long eyelashes and unconsciously gripped the armrest of the wheelchair. "I know, don't worry, go back first."

Song Nanqi gave a soft "hmm" and turned to look at Ruan Muhuai, whose face was gloomy. "Mr. Ruan, what a coincidence, we meet again. But this seems to be Jiang Xia's residence. It's so late, is there something you need to see her about?"

"I'm looking for my wife, what's it to you?" Ruan Muhuai's face was cold and expressionless, but his handsome eyes were as dark as if they were filled with knives, gleaming with a chilling light. "What were you doing just now?"

Song Nanqi remained silent, but his brows furrowed dangerously.

Ruan Muhuai slowly pulled his hand out of his pocket, gently flexing his wrist slightly. His cold voice was clear and deliberate: "I'm asking you, what were you doing just now?"

The moment the last syllable landed, his clenched fist suddenly slammed into Song Nanqi's face!
The unexpected punch caused the unsuspecting Song Nanqi to stagger and fall against the car. Ruan Muhuai took the opportunity to stride forward and grabbed Song Nanqi by the collar.

"What did you do to her the last time?"

"Ruan Muhuai!"

Without Song Nanqi needing to respond, Jiang Xia was already shocked and hurriedly came to stop him.

Her thoughts were completely jumbled up!
Ruan Muhuai actually attacked someone, which was unprecedented. It wasn't that Ruan Muhuai's manners were exceptionally good, but mainly because he came from a prestigious family and was well-mannered and respectful, which was deeply ingrained in him from a young age.

"Let go! Let go of him right now!" Jiang Xia anxiously gripped the wheelchair, gritting her teeth as she tried to get up.

But it was too late.

Ruan Muhuai ignored her, and Song Nanqi threw out a sentence: "Don't come any closer!" Then he grabbed Ruan Muhuai and clenched his fist to fight back!

The two remained silent, but their actions were more ruthless than anyone else's.

As if they were irreconcilable enemies, the rain intensified, drenching the two of them as if to suit the occasion, but even so, they fought fiercely, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Jiang Xia was stunned, thinking, "Is it really that serious? She and Song Nanqi aren't in that kind of relationship, and that kiss on the forehead just now..."

She was confused too.

Having no interest in breaking up the fight, and being unable to do so anyway, she simply wheeled herself around to the stairwell entrance, where she could both avoid the rain and watch the battle unfold.

"What's going on?" "It's raining so hard, and you still have the mind to fight? Young man, don't be so hot-tempered!"

The noisy neighbor was a young woman who opened the window and started scolding people in a strong local accent. She even tried to mediate, saying, "Young people are so good-looking, what are you making a fuss about? If you keep causing trouble, you might as well go to the police station!"

The two, still locked in a fierce battle, refused to let each other go. Jiang Xia, however, could no longer bear to watch. Without saying a word, she turned and wheeled herself upstairs.

Song Nanqi caught a glimpse of Jiang Xia entering the building out of the corner of his eye, and immediately struggled to his feet, grabbing Ruan Muhuai's neck in return. "Listen up! Once you're divorced, don't bother her anymore! What do you have besides some money? You're not good enough for her!"

Ruan Muhuai scoffed, "You think you're good enough for her? Ha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Song Nanqi's arm with his backhand, used his waist to throw him over his shoulder, and then stepped on Song Nanqi's chest: "You listen carefully, she and I are not divorced yet. Even if we do divorce one day, don't fucking think about her!"

"She will always be my son's mother! For that reason alone, she will never have another man in her life, unless she is truly dead!"

To give his son a nominal stepfather? Dream on!

Don't even think about it!
Ruan Muhuai is domineering and forceful beyond imagination. He is stubborn and inflexible in many things. Even though he doesn't love Jiang Xia and dislikes her, she is his first wife and his original wife, and she has a son with him. So, in this life, she can't leave him while she's alive, and if she dies, she can only be a ghost of the Ruan family!
"What right do you have to demand anything from her?" Song Nanqi, his face contorted in pain, struggled to his feet. "Who gave you the audacity? You, surnamed Ruan, are truly... trash!"

Ruan Muhuai gave a cruel, cold smile, stopped his pointless banter, and strode into the building.

Song Nanqi knew that chasing after them would be pointless and would only put Jiang Xia in a difficult position. He stood there, facing the rain, and looked up at the building. With a complicated expression, he turned and got into the car.

Inside the stairwell, Jiang Xia was still waiting for the elevator. Through the reflection in the wall, she saw Ruan Muhuai walking towards her.

She felt a sudden sense of oppression, almost suffocating and unable to breathe.

"I don't want to argue with you. If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't, go to the hospital," she said weakly.

Ruan Muhuai wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth and moved his broken fingers. His arm, which had just healed from a fracture, seemed to have cracked again.

He gritted his teeth and endured it without paying attention, and watched the elevator doors open. He followed Jiang Xia into the elevator.

Exhausted, Jiang Xia could only say again, "I share an apartment with someone, so it's not convenient for you to come in."

"Who do you share the apartment with?" Ruan Muhuai seemed to have caught another key point, and finally his thin lips parted to speak, "Your junior brothers?"

Jiang Xia wasn't interested in responding, so she said, "What exactly do you want from me? If it's about the divorce, you don't need to contact me; just go find my lawyer..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ruan Muhuai leaned down slightly and grabbed her chin.

"Answer me, who are you sharing an apartment with?" he persisted.

Jiang Xia was even more furious. She tried to struggle again, but she couldn't shake his large hand at all. She shouted angrily, "Ruan Muhuai! Let me go!"

Ruan Muhuai wouldn't let go, nor would he look away, his gaze fixed intently on Jiang Xia, as if if she were to simply reply that she was sharing an apartment with her fellow junior brothers, he would...

"Lou Yushi!" Jiang Xia had no choice but to reply, "A junior sister, a girl, did you hear me clearly? Are you satisfied now!"

(End of this chapter)