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

The next day, after waking up, she used foundation to cover up the obvious hickeys before daring to go downstairs to find He Zhixu.

I couldn't find the person, but I received a message.

He Zhixu: Qingyi, Grandpa asked me to go home for two days. After I'm done with my work, I'll take you on vacation.

Lin Qingyi opened the chat box, but her finger hovered over it, unable to type a single word.

She wanted to ask He Zhixu about his relationship with Qiao Suining, but she was afraid that doing so would make her seem like a resentful, anxious woman, and would also make it seem like she didn't trust him at all.

Besides, Ji Yuhuai might have deliberately sown discord; he's the most cunning of all...

Lin Qingyi went back to the bathroom to wash off the foundation before leaving the villa.

As soon as I arrived at the studio, I struggled to carry several paintings down.

Several men in black ran over and smashed her painting haphazardly.

Before Lin Qingyi could react, several men in black stepped aside and respectfully made way for the woman in the Chanel-style suit.

Lin Qingyi looked at the woman.

She is very young and beautiful, with delicate and charming eyebrows and eyes.

Yet her brows revealed confidence and self-assurance, without a trace of feminine fragility.

"Miss, I have no grudge against you..." Lin Qingyi thought for a long time and made sure she had never seen this woman before.

"This is Miss Qiao, Qiao Suining."

She is He Zhixu's fiancée; the two are getting married at the end of the year.

The woman's attendant began to introduce her.

boom-

It was as if a thunderbolt struck Lin Qingyi's ears, shattering all her hopes.

fiancée.

We're getting married at the end of the year.

These words slammed into Lin Qingyi.

"So you're He Zhixu's mistress?"

Before Lin Qingyi could react, the word "mistress" struck her like a resounding slap across the face.

Qiao Suining stared straight at the woman in front of her.

The woman was looking at her, but then quickly lowered her eyes.

Qiao Suining felt a pang of heartache when she lowered her head.

Those round eyes were filled with grievance, panic, and bewilderment at being misunderstood.

These emotions, like pools of water welling up in his eyes, seemed ready to overflow at the slightest movement.

In fact, Qiao Suining felt that He Zhixu didn't have the guts to keep a mistress outside.

But I heard from others that he's been going to this art studio a lot lately, spending a huge sum of money to buy dozens of paintings in this inconspicuous studio.

Looking back now, it's no wonder He Zhixu was attracted to such a beauty.

She likes it very much too.

No wonder He Zhixu had his eye on it.

"Miss Qiao, I'm just here to consign my work..." Lin Qingyi lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly with guilt.

The lackey beside her snorted, "Ningning, don't be fooled by this bitch. A shameless woman like her can't possibly tell the truth."

Qiao Suining looked at the painting, then at the face.

She suddenly raised her hand and pointed at Lin Qingyi.

"Are you...?"

The lackey thought Qiao Suining was going to do it herself, so he quickly stepped forward and raised his hand to slap Lin Qingyi across the face.

Lin Qingyi closed her eyes and waited to be beaten.

The expected pain did not come.

The next second, a broad back appeared before her eyes.

"Just standing there and getting beaten up?" The man glanced at her mockingly. "Weren't you supposed to be pretty tough?"

Lin Qingyi was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground.

She was caught cheating by the man in the act and beaten in the street—such a pathetic and ridiculous side of her.

Ji Yuhuai bumped into them.

But she can't lash out right now; she can only endure it.

"Miss Qiao."

Ji Yuhuai's gaze was indifferent. "We live in a society governed by the rule of law. If this gets posted online, your father probably won't be able to control the spread of public opinion."

Qiao Suining's expression was also not very good.

She was not afraid of Ji Yuhuai.

Her uncle worked for the Beicheng government, and she had also lived in Beicheng for a period of time.

In my memory, Ji Yuhuai was unrestrained and kind, seemingly carefree and irresponsible.

But he's not the kind of person who shows no mercy.

It's been years since I last saw Ji Yuhuai, how much has he changed? What triggered him?

Qiao Suining's gaze followed his arm downwards.

His hand was on the woman's waist.

As if she had just remembered something, she suddenly laughed, "Yu Huai, it's a misunderstanding. My people scared your beauty, I'm so sorry."

"Painting." Ji Yuhuai glanced at the damaged artwork.

"Of course we have to pay."

Qiao Suining held up her phone. "Beautiful lady, add me on the phone, and I'll compensate you for the price."

Lin Qingyi dared not accept her compensation and was eager to escape.

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Yuhuai pinched her waist. "Remember to give Miss Qiao a discount."

Lin Qingyi reluctantly added Qiao Suining on WeChat.

-

Why did Qiao Suining suddenly come looking for me?

Lin Qingyi bowed and scraped as she saw the person off, then turned to punch Ji Yuhuai in the chest, "You complained about me while pretending to be a good guy, Ji Yuhuai, how can you be so shameless now?"

Ji Yuhuai was already prepared and grabbed her arm: "Your sugar daddy is being held in confinement by my grandfather."

"If he hadn't asked me to save you, I wouldn't have even bothered to collect your body if you hadn't died."

"Thank you so much," Lin Qingyi said through gritted teeth.

"Ungrateful wretch," Ji Yuhuai said, turning and getting into the car.

Lin Qingyi walked into the studio with a long face.

Wen Ya, the manager of "Liu Bai" store, is Lin Qingyi's best friend.

The two were previously fellow patients, and both had done something idiotic because of the man.

Now that they've both realized their mistake, they're working together to make money.

After hearing her explain the whole story, Wenya was extremely worried. "Honey, I'll pack up and close the shop right away. Let's move to another city. The Qiao family is not someone we can afford to offend."

Lin Qingyi: "No, I'm not leaving."

Wen Ya's eyes widened. "You've already made almost two million from He Zhixu. Stop now."

"That money is money I should have earned. Shouldn't he spend money to buy my paintings?" Lin Qingyi pouted. "He lied to me and made me a mistress without my knowledge. I'm a victim too, okay? Shouldn't he compensate me?"

Wenya felt a little sorry for her. "Take the paint you just smeared with your left hand and change your signature."

I lied to him, saying he was your favorite abstract painter, and tricked him into buying so many of them at exorbitant prices...

"No one would be fooled by you for this long. What kind of compensation do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyi's expression suddenly turned serious for a moment: "You're right."

"Right, let's close down and run away."

"I think it's hard to find a sucker like He Zhixu, I can't miss this opportunity." Lin Qingyi raised her index finger and shook it. "Fortune favors the bold, I know how to break this deadlock."

*

Lin Qingyi wants to get her hymen repaired.

After registering at the hospital, I waited in the rest area next to the gynecology clinic.

She was wearing a mask and a hat when she walked in and was immediately bombarded with a mouthful of PDA.

Ji Yuhuai's current girlfriend, Jiang Wenxi, wearing a white coat like an intern doctor, sat on a bench, leaning her head on his shoulder and acting coquettishly.

Ji Yuhuai showed no impatience whatsoever. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it to cool it down, and coaxed the little girl to eat in a low voice. His actions and tone were incredibly gentle.

Lin Qingyi was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would develop diabetes, so she turned around and went to the corridor.

She had only taken two steps when hurried footsteps caught up with her from behind.

Ji Yuhuai, his face full of annoyance and wariness, pulled her to a secluded corner against the wall.

"Lin Qingyi, you're following me?" He lowered his voice, full of threat: "If you dare to show up in front of Xixi and say anything you shouldn't, I'll kill you."