Tang Moyu knew that she would never be able to run away from her past no matter how hard she pretended that she was fine now.

  From the moment she gained consciousness of her surroundings, where Zhang Wuying repeatedly tortured her emotionally and mentally, up to the time when Xing Yiyue schemed behind her back and ruined the life she'd been trying to fulfill ever since she was young.

  She foolishly believed that Zhang Wuying would eventually come to love her if she persisted to put an effort to please the old woman. Tang Moyu then realized that she had been ignoring her misgivings from the start until now.

  She was like a lotus flower, oblivious to the pains and sullen condition of her surroundings. She planted her roots in the murkiest place, ignorant of the filth beneath her as she bloomed exquisitely.

  It was only after she was left pregnant and abandoned did she begin to reflect on her life and its importance. Ever since she was young, Tang Moyu had put everything into preparing herself for her inevitable future as the next Young Madam Feng.

  All those years ago, she couldn't fathom what Zhang Wuying was thinking by treating her like that. However, as a woman, Tang Moyu could somehow understand why Xing Yiyue wanted to snatch her position to become Feng Tianhua's wife.

  After all, people were willing to throw and abandon things or loved ones when despair got the best of them. Even Zhang Wuying, who she initially thought of as her mother, was willing to forsake everything just to get even with her estranged husband who abandoned her even before they were married.

  As she looked at the recording that allowed her and Feng Tianyi to see how Xing Yiyue desperately dragged her limp body on her own, Tang Moyu paid attention to the young woman's face.

  Feng Tianyi glanced at his wife's face and wondered what she was thinking at the moment. Was she mad? It was only natural for Tang Moyu to be mad at or feel hatred towards Xing Yiyue. After all the suffering she endured as a consequence of Xing Yiyue's plot, he wouldn't be surprised if Tang Moyu held some animosity against that woman.

  "Moyu…" He called after her. If Tang Moyu wanted exact revenge, then he was willing to extend a hand. She only needed to say so.

  "I'm fine." Tang Moyu said, not breaking her gaze from the recording that continued to play on her monitor. Watching the scene from various angles with her own eyes gave Tang Moyu a sense of peace she never thought she would be able to feel after all that happened in the past.

  "Who's this guy?" She pointed a finger at the screen. "I've never seen Xing Yiyue with him when she used to visit Feng Tianhua."

  By the looks of it, Xing Yiyue didn't have an affair with that man, but they were surely close and affectionate towards each other. Xing Yiyue and that man were arguing with each other after the actress left Tang Moyu in her designated hotel room and left to meet this man.

  Thinking about it, Tang Moyu didn't know much about Xing Yiyue, aside from her being Feng Tianhua's wife and an actress. She wasn't interested in that woman and had avoided her like a plague.

  Why would she bother to find out more about Xing Yiyue anyway? Unlike that woman or Liu Ruoyan, she wasn't interested in wasting her time over trivial matters that held no value for her.

  Did their difference in social status threaten Xing Yiyue to the point that she was willing to stoop so low just to get whatever she wanted from the empress?

  When Xing Yiyue took the chance away from her, Tang Moyu suddenly found herself losing her goal. A goal that may lead to winning her mother's affection and approval.

  Feng Tianyi took the accompanying doc.u.ment that came with the hard drive and flipped to the page where the details of Xing Yiyue's family were listed.

  "I'm guessing he is her older brother. It's indicated here that she's quite close with her older brother." He explained.

  The empress hummed. Then that would make sense to her. Perhaps even until now, Xing Yiyue trusts no one other than her older brother. Just like how she trusted Feng Tianyi without any reservations.

  "Do you think he's the one who planned all of this?" She asked curiously.

  "No. I don't think so." Feng Tianyi placed back the doc.u.ments on top of her desk before resting his chin over her shoulder. The recordings had already stopped playing on the screen and he wasn't sure how these would affect his wife.

  "Wanna do a more detailed investigation about them?" He offered. There was no doubt that behind Xing Yiyue's meek and gentle personality, she was an ambitious woman at heart. If anything, Feng Tianyi wouldn't be surprised if Xing Yiyue was threatened by Tang Moyu in the past, hence she went to the extreme to make sure she would be able to get rid of the empress.

  "No." Tang Moyu shook her head. "I already asked you to investigate my Mom. This only gave us a clearer perspective on what happened in the past. Nothing more."

  Xing Yiyue's existence held no importance to her at all. Just like any other women Feng Tianhua had been with, she made sure to keep her distance.

  Although this indeed proved Xing Yiyue's offense towards her, Tang Moyu wouldn't recklessly ruin another person's life, not unless Xing Yiyue would dare to offend her again. There would surely be no next time for Xing Yiyue because Tang Moyu wouldn't be so forgiving.

  If Xing Yiyue wanted to keep Feng Tianhua for herself, so be it. However, Xing Yiyue should know how easily she would lose everything if Tang Moyu decided to get even with her.

  Young Madam Feng? Xing Yiyue had no idea that she wasn't the only one who had that title. Even if Tang Moyu didn't end up as Feng Tianhua's wife, she was married to Feng Tianyi, the legitimate heir of the Feng family.