Abandoned on a stormy night, I divorced and remarried into a wealthy family.

Chapter 4 If you're sick, don't go out to eat.

Despite her clean and unadorned face, her cool and aloof gaze made her feel guilty.

Song Qintang said calmly, "As long as you're healthy, you can stay anywhere. It's just one room."

If she couldn't find fault with it, Long Jianjia felt a surge of resentment.

She wanted to question her about who was unwell, but she couldn't let go of her Daiyu persona.

Some people are truly brainless, or just incredibly shameless. Even after everything was made clear, Song Qintang still stubbornly clung to a husband who didn't love her, occupying a position that didn't belong to her.

Gold diggers, they really can endure any grievance for money.

She despised greedy people like Song Qintang the most.

Although Aunt Mei is good to her, she will only give her a dowry when she gets married. But if she can become the mistress of the house, all of the Wu family's property will be hers.

She never fails to get what she wants.

Since things have come to this point, she has plenty of ways to deal with people who are shameless and refuse to leave.

She raised her chin high and said, "You know what? Qi Ge and I are childhood sweethearts. I originally came back to China to marry him."

"You're so despicable that you drugged him, climbed into his bed, and took my place."

"You've been married for so many years, can't you see that Qi-ge only loves me!"

"If you had any self-respect, you should have left with nothing and disappeared forever from this home that doesn't welcome you."

After saying that, Long Jianjia's face was filled with obvious sarcasm, "Just because I call you sister-in-law, you think you're the rightful wife?"

"A shameless person like you deserves to have your father dead and your mother injured; little do you know it's all karma for the sins you've committed!"

The door was slammed shut, and the sharp heels clattered with cheerful steps.

Long Jianjia's aggressive demeanor had long been concealed by her gentle and delicate nature.

They climbed step by step to the second floor, a place Song Qintang could never reach.

Although Wu Haoqi disliked her and was cold to her when they were young, his favoritism towards her became obvious after she returned to China after her studies abroad.

Only she is worthy of Wu Haoqi.

With Song Qintang's status, what can she compare to her?

Such a person only deserves to be the third party in this relationship.

Left alone in the room, Song Qintang's mind was filled with the phrase, "Father dead, mother injured, karma in this life!" The emotions that had been suppressed for too long finally burst forth like a flood.

Tears streamed down her face, but she dared not utter a sound.

The moment she utters a sound, "Bad luck, you've cried all your money away..." will sweep over her again.

When Zeng Zhu called, she took several deep breaths to barely suppress her emotions.

"Why is your voice hoarse? Did you catch a cold? I'm on duty at the hospital, come over, I'll keep you company."

Song Qintang cleared her throat. "I'm fine. I have medicine at home, and I've already taken it."

"Don't try to tough it out. If you really get sick, that bastard won't let you in the door."

This had happened before; Song Qintang only had a minor cold, but Zhao Ma stopped her from entering.

She can only enter the house once she is fully recovered and has her medical examination results.

Zeng Zhu was her best friend, and whenever the Wu family was mentioned, she would feel indignant on their behalf for a long time.

Song Qintang has a good temper and is kind. Everyone at the hospital likes her, except for the Wu family, where she is not well-liked.

She felt both heartache and helplessness.

After only a few words, a long, drawn-out breathing sound came from the other end of the phone.

Having spent the night in fear, Song Qintang fell asleep with tears still in her eyes.

.....

When she woke up again, the bedroom was completely dark. Her room was one that the maids had rejected, and it was poorly lit and used to store miscellaneous items.

Before she could fully recover, the door was violently kicked open, and the light in the hallway was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes.

Through her fingers, she saw Wu Haoqi standing at the door with a cold face.

This was the first time in three years that Wu Haoqi had come to her room.

Instead of getting up to greet her with a smile and try to please her, she leaned lazily against the headboard.

"Snap!" He slapped the light above his head on, and there was an open box of cold medicine on the bedside table.

In an instant, the anger in his heart reached its peak.

His expression hardened further; he truly hadn't expected Song Qintang to be so vicious. His eyes were filled with disgust as he looked at the person on the bed: "You have a cold, why are you still talking to Jianjia?"

The questioning tone carried a hint of blame.

Wu Haoqi wasn't like this before, but now that he's met Long Jianjia, he can say all his accusations against her with such confidence.

He ignored her when she was abandoned in the suburbs, but now he's come looking for her to demand an explanation.

Long Jianjia's delicate appearance can indeed hold onto a man who wants to care for her.

Song Qintang forced her eyelids open, adjusting to the bright light.

What was more glaring than the light was the accusatory expression on his face.

In her memory, Wu Haoqi had always been a gentlemanly and gentle senior.

He helped her and cared for her.

At this moment, those heartwarming scenes are being gradually peeled away from her mind.

The next time she heard him call her by her full name, he did so.

"Song Qintang, you knew Jianjia was unwell, yet you deliberately infected her?"

"Studying medicine isn't about harming people! Since you're sick, don't go out to eat for the next few days."

After saying this, he slammed the door and left.

Song Qintang leaned weakly against the headboard, listening to the laughter and chatter in the restaurant, her gaze falling on their group photo.

This family is indeed more harmonious without her.

Even Ms. Mei, who had never given her a kind look, was laughing heartily at this moment.

Even if she were to back down and explain, she would still be seen as malicious in their eyes.

Even if Long Jianjia were to sow discord between them, she would still need someone to believe her for it to succeed.

The laughter and chatter outside didn't end until the early hours of the morning.

Is she only fit to hide in the darkness and eavesdrop on happiness?

No....

She too can have her own happiness.

She thought about many things that night, but she didn't think about the happy times she had with Wu Haoqi.

Love changes, affection fades.

If you change, others will naturally change too.

Upon waking up early, Song Qintang applied light makeup to conceal her pale complexion.

As I opened the door to go out, I bumped into three people helping each other down the stairs.

This is a common scene. Wu Haoqi is filial; no matter how late he sleeps, he will have breakfast with Ms. Mei in the morning.

However, this habit only came about after Long Jianjia came to this family.

Ms. Mei often says, "Jianjia is our family's lucky star. Since you came, even your brother has become more filial. He used to make me angry all the time!"

Of course, she wasn't part of such a heartwarming moment.

She was sensible enough to say hello and then headed towards the door.

When she opened the door, a blast of cold wind hit her, and she couldn't help but cough a few times.

The cold wind outside the door brushed against her slender shoulders, causing her black hair to flutter in a gentle arc.

She wore no extra accessories, except for a watch on her wrist, which reflected a gleaming light.

A simple white sweater paired with jeans couldn't hide her beautiful and delicate features, like a lotus blooming gracefully in clear water.

Her slender figure seemed even thinner in the cold wind, making her appear pitiful.

When he first met her, he thought she was someone pure and innocent.

A faint scent of freesia wafted through the cold wind, and Wu Haoqi suddenly spoke.

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