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

Lin Qingyi was taken to a private room in a hotel.

The Chinese-style decor and the wafting sandalwood incense had transformed what should have been a pleasant and elegant retreat into what now resembled a courtroom.

Mr. and Mrs. He Jianfeng were enjoying tea, brewing cup after cup.

Lin Qingyi's legs hurt so much that she could barely stand.

"Having taken the He family's money, I don't need to tell you what to do, do I?"

Mrs. He looked at him as if he were looking at something dirty.

Before Lin Qingyi could speak, Mrs. He continued, "When the Qiao family comes later, I don't care if you kneel down or hurt yourself."

In short, you have to make the Qiao family vent their anger.

Otherwise, whether you'll live to spend the money you're holding onto is still uncertain.

Lin Qingyi suddenly understood.

It turns out this money wasn't severance pay, but rather a scapegoat fee...

Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world.

"Mom and Dad!"

He Zhixu pushed open the door and almost ran inside.

Seeing Lin Qingyi standing there, the heartache in his eyes deepened even more.

"What are you doing? I told you, I will explain everything to the Qiao family."

"Are you taking your anger out on me because of this woman?" He Jianfeng raised his hand and threw the tea set at He Zhixu.

The scalding hot tea instantly soaked He Zhixu's light-colored suit.

He Zhixu suddenly calmed down.

"I've never stopped you from having fun abroad." He Jianfeng stood up, took a step closer, and exuded an undeniable aura of intimidation.

"Didn't I warn you that when you return to Tianjin, you must follow the rules step by step and absolutely cannot get any stain on your record?"

He Zhixu lowered his head in fear.

"The He family values ​​rules and decorum. If you can't even control your words and actions, then get out of here."

He Jianfeng stared at him coldly, his tone icy, "Do you know what to do now? Hmm?"

He Zhixu wiped the tea that had splashed on his forehead, his eyes filled with panic.

He should take Lin Qingyi away, abandon her to the Qiao family, and stop caring about her life or death, thus extricating himself from the situation.

But he didn't want to do that; he couldn't bring himself to hurt her.

She was so well-behaved, so gentle...

But he knew that the more he rebelled against his father, the worse Lin Qingyi's fate would be.

He was making his final decision.

Qiao Suining was wearing a black dress, followed by several girlfriends and a few strong bodyguards.

She stood imposingly blocking the entrance to the private room, her makeup exquisite, yet unable to conceal her anger.

"Uncle He, Aunt He."

Upon hearing Qiao Suining's voice, Lin Qingyi didn't even have the courage to turn around.

She didn't expect things to be exposed so quickly.

How should she face Qiao Suining...?

Qiao Suining only glanced at the figure, who looked obedient and somewhat like Lin Qingyi.

How can He Zhixu's mistress be compared to Lin Qingyi?

She wasn't curious about what the woman looked like, nor was she curious about how He Zhixu would protect her.

All she knew was that she was there to cause trouble.

She even invited a few of her gossip-loving girlfriends.

"Don't say I'm disrespecting you. He Zhixu is engaged to me, but he's still playing around with other women."

Qiao Suining clutched the pre-prepared annulment agreement tightly in her hand. "Today, he either strips that bitch naked and throws her in the hall, or he breaks off the engagement with me!"

Anyway, she has a bad reputation, so she's not afraid of what others say.

She was the victim in this whole affair, so her suggestion was perfectly reasonable.

With this in mind, Qiao Suining felt even more confident.

"He Zhixu, you choose: protect your mistress, or break off the engagement with me!"

Seeing this, He Jianfeng smiled kindly and said, "Ningning, your uncle will definitely give you justice in this matter."

The next second, he turned to look at He Zhixu, and the affection in his eyes vanished instantly.

"Ah Xu, you know what to do."

The air freezes.

All eyes were on He Zhixu, waiting for him to speak.

Lin Qingyi took a deep breath, thinking that since she had taken so much money, she should take the blame for He Zhixu.

She looked up, about to speak.

However, He Zhixu suddenly saw the figure that walked behind Qiao Suining.

He cried out as if grasping at a straw, "Dad, you've misunderstood. She has nothing to do with me; she's Ah Huai's mistress!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Yuhuai and his mother, who had just reached the door of the private room, froze on the spot almost simultaneously.

Lin Qingyi's face instantly lost all color, and she looked up at He Zhixu in disbelief.

She never intended for He Zhixu to rebel against the He family for her sake.

She had also considered that He Zhixu would push her out and make her bear the brunt of his anger.

But he never expected that he would push himself towards Ji Yuhuai.

It was when she looked up that Qiao Suining saw her face.

Qiao Suining was speechless, somewhat puzzled.

How did Lin Qingyi end up here?

Was she scared Lin Qingyi by being so domineering and difficult?

But now is a crucial moment, and she can't go and greet Lin Qingyi yet.

However, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. How could He Zhixu be such a tasteless man?

In an attempt to divert attention from the conflict, he actually brought up Qingyi and Ji Yuhuai's affair.

Qiao Suining gave a mocking smile and pointed at He Zhixu, "If you dare to admit it, I might at least look at you with more respect."

"Yes, she is Ah Huai's woman." He Zhixu was still listing evidence incoherently. "A few months ago, Ah Huai took me to the art studio to find her. I was just accompanying him and keeping watch for him."

The gazes of He Jianfeng and his wife followed He Zhixu's finger and fell on Ji Yuhuai, who had just entered the room.

Today he was wearing a well-tailored black suit, his eyes were indifferent, exuding a cold and aloof air, and he was full of nobleness.

Lin Qingyi bit her lip and lowered her eyes.

When she was at her most vulnerable, he was the one who shone the brightest.

She didn't even need to look; she could imagine how smug Ji Yuhuai must be.

Ji Yuhuai didn't speak, but just quietly watched her lower her eyes.

He curled his lips in a mocking smile.

Is she sad?

For that good-for-nothing who didn't even have the courage to acknowledge her?

Qiao Suining also noticed Lin Qingyi's distraught state.

She turned her gaze to Ji Yuhuai, wanting to see if he dared to acknowledge Lin Qingyi's identity.

If he doesn't dare to protect Qingyi, yet still wants to have his cake and eat it too.

She would definitely seek justice for Qingyi.

same.

He Zhixu's gaze was also fixed on Ji Yuhuai.

"Ah Huai, say something. I'm just helping you look after things, right?"

He Zhixu winked at Ji Yuhuai as if seeking help.

Ji Yuhuai straightened his cuffs expressionlessly.

When she looked at He Zhixu, her eyes were filled with undisguised mockery and sarcasm.

It seems to be saying, "What a loser."

He straightened his cuffs as he walked toward the figure.

"Lin Qingyi, she is not my mistress."

really.

Lin Qingyi's last glimmer of hope vanished instantly.

She knew Ji Yuhuai hated her and was eager for her to be punished.

He has a girlfriend; there's no way he'd get involved in her mess.