The younger sister mistakenly identified her brother when visiting relatives and was kissed by the c

boom--!!!

These words were like dropping an atomic bomb on flat ground!

The makeup artist and her assistant were completely stunned and dumbfounded!

The two of them stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape as if they could fit two eggs in them, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets!

Was I hallucinating because I was still half asleep, or has the world gone mad?!

The bride slept with a man?!

That man was her brother?!

Even if she's an adopted daughter and not a biological brother, she's still a brother who grew up under the same roof!

Now that the bride has lost her virginity, these parents have the audacity to demand that their other daughter, whom they've just found, marry the fake heiress who had an affair with her brother, in place of her fiancé?!

The makeup artist felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were experiencing the biggest "professional crisis" in her ten years in the industry!

This gossip about the wealthy is so juicy, it'll make your tongue rot!

Meanwhile, Qiao Xinxin had no concept of "restraint." Her sobs grew increasingly pitiful and aggrieved, her thin shoulders trembling violently as if they were about to shatter: "Dad! Mom! Don't you ever think about me?! How pitiful I am! I suffered for twenty years in the countryside, and now that I'm back, Dad doesn't love me, and Mom doesn't care for me! For the sake of the family's reputation, for the sake of your adopted daughter, you're willing to sacrifice my entire life's happiness without hesitation?! What good will it do you to force me to my death?!"

Qiao Shouguo and Qin Fangfang's faces flushed red instantly, then quickly turned ashen; they couldn't hold back their embarrassment!

That damned Qiao Xinxin! Is she trying to make sure everyone knows about this shocking family scandal?!

"You rebellious...rebellious girl! Shut up!"

Qiao Shouguo was so angry that his vision blurred, his blood pressure spiked, and he felt a sweet, metallic taste rise in his throat.

He lost his balance, his legs buckled, and he was about to fall straight backward!

"Old Joe!" Qin Fangfang screamed, quickly grabbing him and dragging him to the only old sofa left in the house.

How shameful! Utterly shameful! We've disgraced our ancestors for eight generations!

Qiao Shouguo clutched his chest, which was throbbing with intense pain, and gasped for breath, his mind buzzing.

In the living room, neither the pale-faced members of the Qiao family nor the terrified makeup artist dared to utter a single word. The atmosphere was so eerily tense that you could hear a pin drop.

In this suffocating stalemate—

"No, ma'am..."

The assistant, who had been silently following behind the makeup artist and was stunned by the shocking revelation, suddenly broke the silence.

"Hey, are you going to finish the makeup or not? We need to get to the next place, and they charge by the hour!"

The crisp sound made the makeup artist's heart, which was already in her throat, fall to the ground with a "plop" and shatter into pieces.

It's over, it's over.

Two minutes later.

"Bang!"

The door to the Qiao family's house was kicked open. The makeup artist practically tumbled and crawled, kicking her heavy aluminum makeup case, and along with her assistant, was blasted out of the house by Qiao Lijun, whose face was contorted with rage.

Standing in the corridor, the makeup artist stared at the tightly closed gate of the Qiao family home, her mind buzzing and feeling somewhat dazed, as if the astonishing events she had just experienced were nothing more than an absurd nightmare.

Before she could even wipe the cold sweat from her brow, she overheard the dim-witted assistant, introduced by the uncle of her second aunt's son's wife's brother, whispering with gleaming eyes:

"My goodness, Master, this bride in the compound is too reckless! How could she do such a thing! Sleeping in the same bed with her own brother, isn't that just ridiculous?! If this happened in our village, she'd have her legs broken and be thrown into the cornfield!"

"My dear little aunt!"

The makeup artist was terrified and quickly covered her assistant's mouth, dragging, kicking, and hitting her as she desperately pulled her downstairs.

What a joke! With that lisp-mouthed little brat, she'd blurt out anything that could be fatal!

She was terrified that Qiao's son, the company commander, would come out with a gun in his eyes and shoot them both dead!

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There are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

The commotion at the Qiao family's house this morning was so loud that even the police were alerted, and Aunt Wang's shout echoed through the sky.

The Zhou family and the Qiao family both lived in the same compound, and the news had already spread like wildfire, reaching the ears of the Zhou family.

At that time, several military jeeps adorned with red silk ribbons, which the Zhou family had borrowed for the wedding, were driving in a grand procession toward the alley where the Qiao family lived.

The elderly Zhou couple, who were sitting in the main car, had just picked up an acquaintance from the compound on their way. Upon hearing this shocking news, they almost fainted from anger and died on the spot in the car!

On the contrary, Zhou Liguang, dressed in a crisp military uniform with a big red flower pinned to his chest, showed no emotion on his cold and handsome face when he heard the news.

He reached out and gently rubbed his aching right knee, a hint of mockery flashing in his deep eyes.

He had long seen through Qiao Mingzhu; she was vain, selfish, and two-faced.

Ever since he was discharged from the army due to injury, he could clearly see the disdain in that woman's eyes.

As for whether it's shameful or not, he, a man who crawled out of piles of dead bodies on the battlefield, had long since become indifferent to it.

Now, all he wants is to heal his leg as quickly as possible, do everything he can to rehabilitate, and return to the army to continue dedicating his passion to the country and the people.

That was the place he could never bear to leave behind in his life.

As for women, they are nothing but fleeting moments.

"squeak--"

Zhou Zejun, sitting in the passenger seat, didn't have the same good temper as his son.

His rough, large hands, which were resting on his knees, suddenly tightened, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and an unnamed rage surged to his head, almost burning away his reason!

"Okay! Okay!"

Zhou Zejun, enraged beyond belief, laughed, his body trembling with rage. He slammed his fist heavily on the car door. "So, Qiao Mingzhu! So, the Qiao family with their strict upbringing! Do you think we, the Zhou family, are just dumping our dirty laundry?!"

He whirled around and roared at the driver, "Master Wang! Drive faster! Floor the gas pedal and head straight to the Qiao family! I want to ask that old bastard Qiao Shouguo to his face how he raised such a shameless beast!"

In the back seat, Liu Hongmei was already wiping away tears from her distress.

She has always been a strong and resilient person, but this matter involves her most prized and only son!

The thought of her son, who was once a favored son of heaven, being injured on duty and left disabled, being looked down upon by that vixen Qiao Mingzhu, and being pitied by uninformed outsiders.

On this joyous day, when the wedding is about to take place, he has been cheated on by his bride, who has also been accused of having an affair!