Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Fu Qingnian parked his car downstairs at the apartment building. As soon as he approached the entrance, he saw a figure squatting on the steps.

Yao Hong hugged her arms and shivered from the cold.

I heard footsteps.

Yao Hong stood up, her heel twisted, and she almost fell.

"Where have you been? I've been freezing here for half an hour."

Fu Qingnian quickly strode forward to support her.

"Why don't you go sit in the noodle shop in front of me if you can't see me?"

Yao Hong shook off his hand. "I had a fight with my dad and ran out without even taking my bag."

Fu Qingnian was secretly delighted.

"What happened?" Fu Qingnian feigned surprise and concern, and quickly took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

Yao Hong's eyes were red with anger as she tugged at her coat and complained.

"My cards and cash were confiscated." Yao Hong's voice carried the arrogance of a rich girl who had lost her privileges. "He had his bodyguards drag me out of the hotel, saying that I had disgraced him by seeing some random man. He told me to get out of the hotel."

As Yao Hong spoke, she became increasingly aggrieved, and large tears streamed down her face.

"I'm just dating, why does he have the right to interfere so much?"

Fu Qingnian put his arm around her shoulder and half-carried her into the stairwell.

"Don't be angry. He is, after all, your father. He was probably just angry in the moment."

"What's wrong with my father? He never raised me for a single day, and now he comes here to boss me around. He even sent people to investigate you, and when they came back, he pointed his finger at me and yelled that I was a freeloader."

Yao Hong sniffed. "Qingnian, how about we call it quits? I don't want you to suffer with me. Let's just break up."

Fu Qingnian's heart tightened.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You back down at the first sign of difficulty? What kind of person do you take me for?"

"What should I do?" Yao Hong bit her lip. "I'm penniless now, and I don't even have a fancy hotel to stay in. I'm no longer a rich young lady; I'm a poor beggar."

Fu Qingnian pulled her into the room.

"I won't break up with you." Fu Qingnian hugged her tighter. "I'll support you if you don't have money. This is nothing."

The door closed.

Before Yao Hong could even change her shoes, Fu Qingnian turned around and slammed her hard against the door.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

The movements were rough, carrying a strong sense of possessiveness and an eagerness to prove themselves.

Yao Hong frowned as he kissed her and turned her head away.

"What are you doing? I'm annoyed." Yao Hong pushed against his chest with both hands.

Fu Qingnian completely ignored her refusal.

He understands women too well.

When a woman is throwing a tantrum and threatens to break up, verbal comfort is the least effective approach. Instead, use your strength and physical control to shatter her rationality, and she will obediently comply.

"Don't think about those worries." Fu Qingnian whispered in her ear, pulling at her coat. "Just remember, I'm your man. I'll never abandon you. Besides, I have the money to support you."

Yao Hong's struggling movements gradually subsided.

Finally, she pretended to be half-hearted and fell into his arms.

The two dragged each other into the bedroom.

Under the dim bedside lamp.

Fu Qingnian was putting on a great show of his charm.

The shadows on the window swayed and danced in the wind.

Yao Hong couldn't help but let out a soft humming sound from between her lips, gently calling out to Fu Qingnian.

Half an hour later.

The bedroom returned to calm.

Fu Qingnian leaned against the headboard, thinking about how he would need to withdraw some cash tomorrow.

Yao Hong sat up, wrapped in a blanket.

"Young man," Yao Hong said.

"Hmm? Still want to?" Fu Qingnian reached out to touch her face.

Yao Hong turned her head away.

"My dad investigated you today and gave me a huge scolding. He said you used to get rich by living off women."

Fu Qingnian: ...The old man is quite something.

Yao Hong stared intently at his reaction, inwardly sneering.

"He also said that all those houses under your name were given to you by women." Yao Hong's eyes welled up with tears. "He said you're just a swindler who specializes in cheating women out of money."

Fu Qingnian broke out in a cold sweat.

This old man is investigating too thoroughly.

They even knew exactly how the house came to be.

"I don't believe him." Yao Hong leaned closer to him, her tone probing. "I had a huge fight with him. I told him you're not that kind of person, you're a truly capable and highly educated person. You earned those houses yourself. You're different from my ex-husband; you love me, not my family's money."

"Young man, tell me. Are the things my dad found out true or not?"

Fu Qingnian's Adam's apple bobbed twice.

Once she admits to being a kept man, this woman will definitely turn her back on him and leave.

"Honghong, let me explain." Fu Qingnian held Yao Hong's shoulders with both hands, his expression extremely sincere.

"What my uncle found out, on the surface, does seem to be true, but the truth is not what he said at all."

Yao Hong frowned and pretended to be stupid.

"What's the inside story?"

Fu Qingnian sighed and put on an extremely aggrieved look.

"Those houses were indeed bought with money given to me by another woman. But that wasn't being a kept man; it was something she owed me." Fu Qingnian gritted his teeth, spilling the filth. "Back then, my fiancée and I went to America. Once we were there, she started sleeping with a white man."

Fu Qingnian's eyes were slightly red.

"At that time, she was pregnant and was afraid that the matter would become a big deal and ruin her reputation, so she gave me compensation in order to shut me up."

Outsiders all think I made my fortune because of her, but actually I gave up a stable job in the Chinese system for her. Then, after coming to the US, I gave up another high-paying job for her, and even lost a child.

Yao Hong applauded wildly in her heart.

This man is wasting his talent not making movies; he can even turn black into white.

On the surface, Yao Hong breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

"So that's how it is. I knew you weren't that kind of person." Yao Hong grasped Fu Qingnian's hand in return. "My dad is senile and easily swayed by others."

Fu Qingnian breathed a sigh of relief.

This woman is easy to fool; a few words of feigned suffering were enough to fool her.

"But..." Yao Hong's tone shifted, her brows furrowing again. "I don't even have money for a taxi. My dad threatened that if I stay with you, he'll make sure I can never go home again."

"You just said you'd support me even if you didn't have money. How do you plan to support me? Are those houses under your name even usable now?"

Fu Qingnian's heart, which had just been at ease, was now filled with anxiety again.

The old man cut off her food supply, which was forcing him to show his commitment with real money.

If he doesn't spend money, his previous image as a devoted lover will completely collapse.

"It can move." Fu Qingnian gritted his teeth and spat out the two words.

"Since you're really capable," Yao Hong pressed her advantage, "then why don't you just sell the house and we start a new company? My dad looks down on you, so you should prove him wrong. If you can prove you're not a kept man, I'll have the confidence to go back and confront him."

"My dad's connections are my connections, so don't worry about losing money. My brother-in-law seems to be talking about a mining company."

Fu Qingnian: ...

This business is a sure thing; I heard that only state-owned enterprises can do it.

Fu Qingnian hardened his heart. "Let's get married. First, I'll transfer one house to your name. Then I'll sell another house and give you some cash as pocket money. I want to show Uncle that I, Fu Qingnian, can support his precious daughter."

Yao Hong's eyes lit up instantly.

"Really?" She hugged Fu Qingnian's neck tightly. "Qingnian, you're so good to me!"

She hid in a corner where Fu Qingnian couldn't see her.

A chilling smile curled at the corners of Yao Hong's lips.