You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

Fingernails dug into the cold metal tray, almost embedding themselves in the sheet metal.

His breath was blocked in his chest, producing a series of hissing sounds like a broken bellows.

Chen Yuan was surrounded by a group of business tycoons.

She strode forward with her long, straight legs, heading directly towards the passageway to the rest area where she was.

Getting closer.

Five meters, three meters.

Lin Qinghan stood there stiffly, unable to even muster the strength to dodge.

That familiar, cool scent of soap mingled with the expensive aroma of a haute couture suit.

It forcefully penetrated her nasal cavity.

Her eyes stung and ached, and tears welled up in them.

As long as he looks this way.

As long as he sees himself in this miserable state, wearing a cheap uniform and serving dishes and smiling for others.

Given his previous doting nature towards her,

You must be heartbroken, right?

Even a small act of charity could pull her out of this endless hell.

She held her breath.

His chapped lips parted slightly, filled with an almost frantic anticipation.

Chen Yuan did not stop.

Those deep black eyes stared straight ahead, reflecting the dazzling light of the crystal chandelier.

He walked straight past Lin Qinghan.

There was no tilting of the head.

He didn't frown.

He didn't even spare a fraction of a second of his peripheral vision for the woman in the waitress uniform.

A gust of cold wind lifted the hem of his suit jacket and gently brushed against Lin Qinghan's apron.

That instant.

It was like stepping over a useless decoration placed on the side of the road.

ignore.

This is a form of torture that instills even more despair than angry words and mockery.

Lin Qinghan's world collapsed with a crash.

It felt as if a rusty iron hammer had struck his chest.

Under this immense stimulation, the stomach spasms erupted in their most severe form.

A sour, bitter taste rushed into my throat.

She bent over in pain, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

The muscles in both legs instantly lost their support.

He could no longer hold the metal tray steady in his hands.

Whoosh!

The tray is tilted.

Three stemmed glasses filled with top-quality Bordeaux red wine.

It slammed down due to gravity.

The crisp sound of shattering glass was extremely jarring against the backdrop of the melodious violin music.

"Ah—! Are you blind?!"

A sharp, angry curse exploded beside me.

The scarlet wine splashed everywhere.

Most of a glass of red wine was spilled solidly on a wealthy woman who was chatting and maintaining an air of sophistication.

That pure white haute couture gown worth hundreds of thousands.

It was instantly stained with a large, indelible dark red stain.

The rich woman was so angry that she was trembling all over, and the hyaluronic acid in her face was twitching.

She turned around abruptly.

Looking at Lin Qinghan, who was huddled to the side, clutching her stomach and trembling.

Without any hesitation.

She raised the hand adorned with a pigeon-egg diamond ring.

A hard slap landed squarely on Lin Qinghan's face.

Snapped!

The crisp sound of a slap silenced all the surrounding chatter.

Lin Qinghan was knocked to the side by the blow, and her ears were ringing.

The metal edge of the diamond ring scratched her cheek.

It left a long, bloody gash.

Blood quickly seeped out and rolled down her cheek.

"You blind fool! This dress was just flown in from Milan!"

The rich woman pointed at her nose and spat in her face.

"Even if you were stripped of your cheap clothes and sold, you couldn't afford to pay for the hem of this skirt of mine!"

"Where's the foreman?! Drag this filthy bastard out of here!"

The commotion here is too loud.

Even the business tycoons who were exchanging pleasantries ahead stopped in their tracks.

Chen Yuan's steps also paused.

He turned slightly to the side, his gaze passing over the shoulders of the crowd.

He glanced indifferently at the corner where broken glass was scattered all over the floor.

Lin Qinghan covered her swollen cheek.

Blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Noticing Chen Yuan's gaze, a spark ignited in her eyes.

Like a prisoner who has grasped at his last hope.

She pushed aside the wealthy woman blocking her way and stumbled forward half a step.

"List……"

The name hasn't been called out yet.

Chen Yuan had already looked away.

The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at a cockroach that had dirtied the floor.

Indifference, disgust.

He raised his wrist, which was adorned with an expensive watch, and waved it lightly twice.

The four security guards in black standing on either side of the hall instantly understood.

Mr. Chen was unhappy; this garbage had to be cleaned up immediately.

The lead security guard rushed over.

He grabbed Lin Qinghan by the back of her uniform collar.

The force was so strong that her feet were lifted off the ground.

"What are you doing! Daring to disturb Chairman Chen's peace and quiet!"

The security guard shouted angrily.

They dragged and pulled her towards the back door of the banquet hall, like throwing a sack of potatoes.

Lin Qinghan struggled desperately.

The worn-out old leather shoes were futilely scraping against the floor tiles.

"Let me go! Chen Yuan... Chen Yuan!"

She screamed hoarsely.

But that tall figure had already blended into another group of people offering compliments.

He never looked back.

The sensor-activated doors at the back slid open to both sides.

Outside was a dark and damp back alley, piled high with buckets of swill from the hotel kitchen.

The security guard dragged her to the edge of the steps.

His eyes were filled with a ruthless desire to curry favor with those in power.

He raised his foot, clad in a hard-soled leather shoe, and aimed it at Lin Qinghan's lower back.

He kicked her hard without any mercy.

The immense inertia carried her frail body away.

Lin Qinghan collapsed like a dead dog next to a trash can outside the venue, clutching her swollen cheek and spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with dirt.