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

"Brother, an ugly daughter-in-law will eventually meet her in-laws."

Your future wife will have to call me "sister," so you can't prevent us from meeting, can you?

Lin Qingyi gently freed herself from his grip on her wrist, waved the gynecological report in her hand, and a sarcastic smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"And I came to the hospital because I've been feeling uneasy."

Ji Yuhuai frowned: "What illness?"

"It's all because of what happened last night. I was worried that your private life wasn't clean and that you might have caught something wrong. I've been feeling uneasy about it, so I came here for a full gynecological exam."

Ji Yuhuai's face suddenly turned ashen, but he quickly regained his composure. "As expected of you, Lin Qingyi."

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Qingyi smiled sweetly. "I've always been this meticulous."

"Heh." Ji Yuhuai said sarcastically, "Then I'll have to register too. Your private life is so loose, who knows if you have any problems that you might infect me with."

Lin Qingyi looked up speechlessly, "Your Honor, it's clearly you who are too casual."

You come to your internship with your girlfriend, and you still manage to hook up with your ex-girlfriend.

I can't imagine how promiscuous your private life is back in your base in the north.

"Excuse me, I need to get to the doctor quickly, or I'll be late."

Ji Yuhuai reached out and stopped her. "Choose another hospital. Don't cause trouble in front of her. She knows your name."

Who in Beicheng doesn't know the name Lin Qingyi?

Every time Jiang Wenxi heard this name, she wouldn't say it, but she felt very uncomfortable inside.

Lin Qingyi got angry. "I booked an appointment with a specialist. She's just an intern, so she can't possibly find my appointment slip."

Ji Yuhuai looked at her coldly.

"666666." Lin Qingyi closed her eyes briefly and reluctantly took out the payment code.

Ji Yuhuai frowned: "What do you mean?"

"The 6 I mentioned refers to the fee schedule," Lin Qingyi kindly reminded me. "If you scan the code, I'll leave immediately and never come to this hospital again."

Ji Yuhuai laughed, "Are you that short of money? Did you poke a hole in the sky and then save up to patch it up?"

"How did you know?" Lin Qingyi looked at him in surprise. "I feel so much lighter right now—because my life is full of holes and desperately needs mending. Send me the money quickly."

When Ji Yuhuai saw her say this, her words were all playful, and there was not a trace of sadness in them.

"Nonsense."

"The company went bankrupt, my father died, and my mother ran away. My uncle and aunt plotted to sell me to an old man, and my good-for-nothing brother spends his days drinking, gambling, and whoring."

Living under someone else's roof, I was played with and then abandoned by that family's young master, becoming the laughingstock of the whole city.

"Didn't you witness all of this with your own eyes?"

Lin Qingyi glanced at him and was about to walk inside: "Ah Huai, do you think if I mention to the doctors that I hooked up with you, won't their department go crazy?"

Ji Yuhuai frowned deeply, looking at her with disgust.

Then he picked up his phone and quickly transferred 660,000 yuan to her.

"Okay." Lin Qingyi smiled brightly upon hearing the pleasant sound of the tent being opened.

Your smile is uglier than your crying.

Ji Yuhuai abruptly turned his face away.

"Then I won't get in your way, you two."

Lin Qingyi grabbed her bag and ran outside.

I had lunch with Wenya, and after we finished eating and drinking, we went shopping.

Lin Qingyi wanted to buy two sets of pajamas that looked simple, since she wanted to maintain a pure and innocent image and not appear too worldly.

"He Zhixu and Ji Yuhuai are cousins, after all. You stayed at the Ji family's house for so many years, did He Zhixu really not recognize you?"

Wenya was still a little worried.

"He Zhixu was abroad all those years and didn't know," Lin Qingyi shook her head.

She chose He Zhixu not only because of the money, but more importantly because He Zhixu was about to be transferred to Beicheng.

Lin Qingyi smiled casually, "Since he's already dragged me into being a 'mistress,' then I have to make the most of him and make sure he takes me back to Beicheng in style."

"Be careful," Wenya cautioned. "Xiaoyundou and I both need you. You absolutely cannot get into trouble."

Lin Qingyi solemnly promised that there would be no mishap.

But the next second, Jiang Wenxi appeared out of nowhere and snatched the pajamas that Lin Qingyi was holding and preparing to try on.

"Sister Qingyi." Jiang Wenxi smiled, her voice as sweet as cheap syrup, "What a coincidence? I also had my eye on this set of pajamas."

Lin Qingyi did not respond.

She recalled that a year ago, after recovering from her injuries, she rushed back to Beicheng to celebrate Ji Yuhuai's birthday.

Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Ji Yuhuai took Jiang Wenxi's hand and asked everyone to call her "sister-in-law."

Jiang Wenxi's face was completely red at that time.

When she saw her suddenly appear, Jiang Wenxi's face turned pale instantly, revealing a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness. She apologized to her several times.

After all, Jiang Wenxi was able to leave the mountains with the help of the Lin family.

The Lin family suffered a series of misfortunes: the father committed suicide by jumping off a building, and the mother was hospitalized in a vegetative state. When she needed comfort the most, Jiang Wenxi did not come to repay her kindness.

She broke up with Ji Yuhuai, but Jiang Wenxi came over and declared that she would take care of Ji Yuhuai for her...

Now, when they meet again, Jiang Wenxi is no longer as awkward and embarrassed as before; instead, her eyes hold a hint of provocation and smugness.

Lin Qingyi felt only sarcasm. "Aren't you doing this on purpose? Stealing my man was intentional, and now you're stealing the pajamas I wanted, that's intentional too."

Jiang Wenxi, I suspect that you love me, not Ji Yuhuai.

Jiang Wenxi threw her pajamas aside in annoyance, her voice suddenly rising, "Lin Qingyi, you have a perfectly good person to be, yet you insist on becoming someone's mistress—is this how your father taught you to be so shameless?"

A chill ran down Lin Qingyi's spine.

It wasn't because she lacked self-respect, nor because Jiang Wenxi mentioned her deceased father.

It was the word "mistress" that stunned her.

Aside from Wen Ya, only Ji Yuhuai knew that she was dating He Zhixu!

She instinctively turned to look for Ji Yuhuai.

Wen Ya's expression changed, and she almost rushed forward, slapping Jiang Wenxi hard across the face.

"Who do you think you are, daring to insult her?"

"Am I not telling the truth?" Jiang Wenxi's head tilted to the side after being hit. "I used to idolize you, a top student from UCL, an outstanding graduate of the School of Architecture at Tsinghua University."

Now she's willingly degenerated into being someone's mistress, but she dares to do it without taking responsibility?

No wonder he wouldn't even glance at you when you tried to force Ah Huai to marry you by jumping off a building.

Wenya raised her hand again in anger.

Jiang Wenxi covered her face and staggered backward.

Ji Yuhuai walked in from outside, carrying two cups of milk tea in his hand, the corner of his black coat fluttering in the wind.

He first glanced at Lin Qingyi's face, then his gaze fell on Jiang Wenxi's flushed cheeks.

"You did this?" Ji Yuhuai's eyes instantly turned cold.

Lin Qingyi knew very well that he was angry.

She stepped forward, shielding Wenya behind her, and looked up at those eyes filled with rage.

"She deserved that slap, so I'm not going to hold it against her. Let's just move on."

But if you try to harm my people, I will retaliate.

I may not be a match for you, but I can still handle her.

Ah Huai, you know what I'm capable of.