Three years after our breakup, my ex-boyfriend dragged me to get our marriage certificate.

Late autumn evening, a villa on a hillside in Tianjin.

Lin Qingyi stood outside the door, took out a lace eye mask from the back pocket of her coat, and tied it over her eyes.

I pushed open the door and walked inside; the light in the entryway was off.

The man standing in front of the liquor cabinet had his back to her.

Judging from that imposing figure, it must be her wealthy boyfriend who spent countless gold coins on her in just a few months!

Lin Qingyi took off her coat, revealing a black lace dress underneath that barely covered her upper thighs, exposing a bit of her fair skin. She deliberately pulled it down a little further.

She took another deep breath and walked over step by step in her high heels.

He pounced on it—

"Mr. He, I've missed you so much..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slight tremor, perfectly timed.

Seeing that he didn't push her away, she boldly tilted her head back and awkwardly nuzzled his lips, like a kitten trying to please its owner.

"Bang……"

The sound of a door opening came from the courtyard.

Lin Qingyi shuddered, bouncing like a startled rabbit, and instinctively shrank into his embrace.

"Someone's coming..." Her voice was soft and muffled, both anxious and shy.

Before the man could speak, the footsteps in the courtyard grew closer and closer.

Then came a voice she knew all too well.

"Qingyi? Is that you?"

It's He Zhixu's voice!

Lin Qingyi's mind went blank for a moment.

The person outside is He Zhixu, so who is the man she kissed?

She abruptly raised her head and quickly ripped off the lace eye mask.

In the dim light, a pair of captivating eyes stared straight at her.

"what……"

She frantically backed away, grabbed her coat that had fallen to the ground, and hastily put it on before scrambling to hide at the other end of the sofa.

The door was pushed open.

He Zhixu walked in, waving his car keys in his hand. The smile on his face froze instantly after he saw the scene in the living room.

His cousin, Ji Yuhuai, was sitting on the sofa.

At this moment, a layer of frost was visibly covering Ji Yuhuai's usually amiable and easygoing face.

Lin Qingyi huddled to the side, her face flushed red as if it were about to bleed, her eyes brimming with tears, looking exactly like a bullied little rabbit.

He Zhixu quickly stepped forward, embraced the woman, and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Qingyi, don't be afraid. Yu Huai is my good brother."

"He just looks a bit fierce, but he's not a bad person."

Lin Qingyi bit her lip, lowered her head, and clutched her coat tightly, not daring to say a word.

But she could feel that gaze.

That gaze from Ji Yuhuai was as cold as a blade.

Because she knew very well that Ji Yuhuai truly loathed her.

After all, no one would be disgusted by an ex-girlfriend who threatens to jump off a building to get back together with him.

"Qingyi, go to the master bedroom and wait for me. I'll be there in a bit." He Zhixu thought she was just embarrassed.

"Um."

Her legs were weak, and she staggered, almost running upstairs.

She was afraid that Ji Yuhuai would expose her secrets on the spot.

The living room fell silent, and He Zhixu gave an awkward smile. "Ah Huai, why did you suddenly come to Tianjin? Is it another business trip with your girlfriend?"

"What? Are you upset that I've spoiled your fun?"

Ji Yuhuai's face turned completely cold.

The He family has a political background and a strict family tradition.

He Zhixu, as the only son of the He family, was known for his integrity and wisdom.

Now they're playing the trick of keeping a mistress in a golden house, but is it Lin Qingyi they're hiding?

"Are you out of your mind? Why are you talking so aggressively?" He Zhixu smiled and carefully chose his words: "Qingyi is with me now, you should call her sister-in-law."

"You're planning to break off your engagement with the Qiao family's daughter and marry your...mistress?"

Ji Yuhuai unconsciously rubbed the lighter in his pocket with his fingertips.

The sharp edges of the metal dug into his knuckles, the pain bringing him to his senses, but also making him irritable.

"The marriage between the He and Qiao families involves complex political matters, and a crucial element is needed; therefore, this marriage is inevitable."

Without a second thought, He Zhixu said, "Qingyi is very well-behaved. Even if she finds out about my marriage to Qiao Suining, she won't say anything."

Seeing that he didn't respond, He Zhixu continued, "Don't let my aunt know about this. She hates mistresses and other women the most."

If she finds out, my parents and grandfather will find out too.

"I don't have time to meddle in other people's business." Ji Yuhuai simply swirled his wine glass and sneered.

He Zhixu was satisfied with the answer, "I'll go upstairs and take a look. You can do as you please."

……

After nightfall, Ji Yuhuai took a wine glass and went up to the second-floor terrace to look at the stars.

The south-facing glass door to the master bedroom on the second floor was not closed properly.

"husband……"

The voice was too soft; he had heard it before.

The softer her voice, the harder he became.

He also knew very well that she wasn't rebelling, but rather inviting him.

He lowered his eyes, threw the wine glass in his hand, and it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The two people in the room froze almost simultaneously.

Soon, He Zhixu walked out, his shirt half-open and his belt loose.

"What happened?"

"It was a slip of the hand." Ji Yuhuai glanced at He Zhixu's figure, his expression turning even uglier.

Didn't she like abs with double abs? When did she change her taste and start liking to touch breasts?

"Go do your thing, I'm... stargazing."

He Zhixu frowned. "Want to go down for a drink?"

Although he was still not satisfied, Ji Yuhuai refused to leave the terrace. How could he and Lin Qingyi enjoy themselves to the fullest with only a glass barrier between them?

Why not find an excuse to lure Ji Yuhuai downstairs? Anyway, the night is still long, and he has plenty of time to try something new.

*

Lin Qingyi has been soaking in the bathtub for almost two hours.

To ensure that He Zhixu would see a beautiful woman emerging from a bath when he entered, she added more hot water and continued soaking.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Lin Qingyi slightly curved her lips and then slowly stood up.

"what!"

Upon seeing that the person who came was Ji Yuhuai, she instinctively covered her body and hid back in the bathtub.

"What are you hiding for? What part of your body haven't I seen before?"

"Why is it you? Where's my husband?" Lin Qingyi looked towards the door in a panic. "Husband..."

"Stop being so flirtatious, he's too drunk to stand up." Ji Yuhuai glanced at her.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyi's blushing cheeks instantly returned to normal. She was somewhat impatient at having her good time interrupted. "Young Master Ji, you've ruined someone's marriage and cut off their path to wealth. You'll be punished."

"Being close to you is my retribution."

Ji Yuhuai was amused by her words, but the smile didn't reach his eyes; instead, it made him look even more gloomy.

"You're nothing but his mistress, how dare you call your affair a marriage?"

Lin Qingyi's eyelids twitched, and her fingernails instantly dug into her palms.

She had no idea what he was talking about—mistress, adultery.

But not wanting to appear weak, she said, "Are you just bored? My private affairs are none of your business."

"Qiao Suining, the only daughter of the Qiao family, has a notorious reputation for being ruthless. If she knew you existed, do you think she would kill you?" Ji Yuhuai gritted his teeth and glared at her.

Lin Qingyi didn't respond, pondering the truthfulness of Ji Yuhuai's words.

Ji Yuhuai looked at her and threatened, "Stand up and please me."