My ex-boyfriend cheated on me with my sister, and I got married to him in a flash; he went crazy.

Jiang Shutong returned to her front door, took out her key, and opened the door.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I was greeted by Liu Guixiang's deafening roar.

"You brat, you think you're all grown up now? You haven't answered my calls all day! I've raised you all these years, and now I'm kindly introducing you to a rich man, and instead of being grateful, you're throwing a tantrum. You're such an ingrate!"

"If you were half as obedient and docile as your sister, I wouldn't have to worry so much. Look at your stubborn temper, even Mr. Wang doesn't mind, yet you still insist on being picky."

Liu Guixiang, who had been holding back her anger all day, finally found an outlet and unleashed a torrent of words, like a machine gun.

"Let me tell you, since ancient times, marriage has been a matter of parents' orders and matchmakers' words. I have already accepted Mr. Wang's deposit, so you should hurry up and go with Mr. Wang to get the marriage certificate."

Jiang Shutong hung up her bag, her face expressionless. "Then you can return the money to them."

Liu Guixiang's eyes flickered, and her voice immediately lowered. "A refund is out of the question. I've already spent all the money. This afternoon, I used that 20,000 yuan to buy each of your younger brother and sister an iPhone. They've wanted these phones for a long time..."

Jiang Shutong felt that people really wanted to laugh when they were speechless.

"You sold me out of 20,000 yuan just to buy those two phones?"

Liu Guixiang quickly replied, "Don't worry, you're definitely worth more than 20,000 yuan. That's just a deposit; Mr. Wang promised a dowry of 500,000 yuan! Besides, why use such an unpleasant phrase like 'selling'? I've raised you for over twenty years; isn't this what you should do?"

Jiang Shutong's hands, hanging by her sides, clenched tightly together. "Yes, it's my duty! My younger siblings each have their own rooms, but I should sleep in that cramped attic."

"I should have been responsible for all the housework from a young age, doing laundry and cooking for the whole family."

"After I start working, I should hand over all my salary to my family every month..."

My younger sister, Jiang Muqing, attends an arts school, which is very expensive.

Meanwhile, the younger brother is idle and spends all his time sponging off his parents.

My father, Jiang Xingde, fell on a construction site ten years ago and was left paralyzed for life.

As the eldest daughter in the family, Jiang Shutong felt it was her responsibility to shoulder the family's burdens.

She wanted to make her family's life better.

She has sacrificed so much for this family, and now she's being asked to marry an old man for a dowry of 500,000 yuan!

Seeing her eldest daughter, who had always been sensible and quietly devoted, now loudly questioning her, Liu Guixiang couldn't help but shout, "That's right, it's what you should have done! If it weren't for what I did back then..."

"Alright, stop arguing." Before Liu Guixiang could finish speaking, Jiang Xingde wheeled himself out of the room and interrupted her.

Liu Guixiang realized she had almost let something slip, so she reluctantly shut her mouth.

"Our daughter is so young and beautiful, she could have any kind of man she wanted, why did you have to introduce her to a divorced old man?" Jiang Xingde glanced at his wife with dissatisfaction.

Liu Guixiang retorted, "What do you know? Can young, handsome men feed us? Can they provide a dowry of 500,000 yuan?"

"I think you're just obsessed with money..."

"This household needs money for everything! You good-for-nothing, you don't know the cost of living!"

Amidst her parents' argument, Jiang Shutong returned to her room.

She slept in a small attic room of only a few square meters, barely big enough for a small bed. The room had no windows and the air was very stuffy.

She had wanted to move out for a long time, but her mother disagreed.

Lying on the cold bed, Jiang Shutong felt increasingly chilled to the bone.

It seems there's nothing left for her to cherish in this home.

Jiang Shutong took out her marriage certificate from her bag and examined it carefully.

The man in the photo had a gloomy face and exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

But he's still incredibly handsome and striking.

With a high, straight nose, thin, tightly pursed lips, and deep, dark eyes, he exudes an innate air of nobility.

He's infinitely more handsome than that scumbag Xu Mingze.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shutong felt a little better.

Jiang Muqing had a big argument with Xu Mingze downstairs before coming up.

Just now, Xu Mingze stared at Jiang Shutong's back so intently that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

She admitted that she was thin and not as fit as her sister.

But she's only 20 years old, she might not be fully developed yet!

Seeing her beloved daughter's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot, Liu Guixiang quickly stepped forward with concern: "Qing'er, what's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"

"It's nothing, it's just that even though my sister has already broken up with Mingze, she's still trying to seduce him with her every move..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guixiang immediately became anxious, wondering what to do.

The eldest daughter does indeed look like a vixen; her face is incredibly alluring, and her figure is plump in all the right places.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll continue to arrange other blind dates for her."

We still need to marry off our eldest daughter as soon as possible, otherwise she'll steal Xu Mingze's soul away.

Jiang Muqing, recalling Jiang Shutong getting out of the Rolls-Royce earlier that day, quickly said, "No need, she and that Mr. Wang should still have a chance. I just saw her get out of Mr. Wang's car..."

Liu Guixiang was overjoyed. "Really?"

"Yeah, I saw my sister smiling so sweetly at President Wang. She was scolding you for introducing her to an old man, but she actually likes him to death."

"That's great, then I can rest assured."

Liu Guixiang smiled broadly, her eyes practically disappearing from her grin. After all, among her current network of contacts, she didn't know anyone richer than President Wang.

-

Pei Family Villa.

Pei Zhengping sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed tightly.

Looking at Pei Yichen across the sofa, she said sternly, "As the eldest son of the Pei family, you should naturally consider the family's interests and choose a marriage alliance. How can a woman from an ordinary background shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the young mistress of the Pei family?"

"If your grandfather came back from his trip abroad and found out you married some random stranger, he'd be furious!"

Beside him, an elegantly dressed and well-maintained middle-aged woman gently patted his back and softly comforted him, "Zhengping, don't get sick from getting angry. Yichen has finally met a woman he likes, so don't try to break them up. Yichen's happiness is the most important thing..."

The speaker was Pei Yichen's stepmother, Fang Xinling.

Pei Zhengping took the glass of water she handed him, snorted, and said, "It's all your fault for spoiling him!"

Fang Xinling smiled and said, "Although Yichen isn't my biological son, I've always treated him like my own son all these years. As a mother, I don't expect my son to earn a lot of money; I just hope he's happy..."

Pei Yichen, however, was unmoved. He coldly retorted sarcastically, "Since that's the case, then stop forcing Pei Nanjun to go to work at the company all the time. He causes me so much trouble every day, I can't keep up with it..."

Pei Nanjun is Pei Yichen's half-brother and a spoiled young master.

They spend their days eating, drinking, and having fun, neglecting their duties.

Fang Xinling's smile froze on her face, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Pei Zhengping scolded, "You brat, your Aunt Fang is speaking up for you, what kind of attitude is this?"

Pei Yichen gave a mocking snort and remained silent.

His stepmother was secretly pleased that he had married a girl from an ordinary family.

She probably fears most that he will marry a wealthy heiress of equal social standing.

Pei Zhengping added, "Alright, book a restaurant for tomorrow night so we can have dinner together and let me and your Aunt Fang take a look."

Fang Xinling smiled and said, "I believe Yichen has good taste."

Pei Zhengping snorted, "If he had good taste, he wouldn't have let so many rich and beautiful women who came knocking on his door to propose marriage turn down his offer."

He had previously suspected that his eldest son might be gay, since he hadn't had a single female mosquito around him all these years.

Although the youngest son is good-for-nothing and spends his days eating, drinking, and having fun, at least his sexual orientation is normal, and he has many women around him.

Now that his eldest son is married and it's confirmed he's not gay, Pei Zhengping finally felt a little relieved.

Pei Yichen nodded. "I'll ask her if she's free tomorrow night."