To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Luo Qingyi was unaware of Jiang Zhe's gaze.

Her gaze remained fixed on Jiang Jin Huan.

Seeing the smile on Jiang Jinhuan's face because the engagement was put on hold, a faint smile also appeared on her lips.

Her smile made her look even more charming.

The boys next to them were all staring blankly.

Jiang Zhe's eyes were practically spitting fire. This woman was an exceptionally good wife and mother, far better than Song Qingci, that aloof and arrogant woman.

Song Qingci was like a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains—beautiful, but unsuitable for everyday life.

When it comes to living a good life, you need a woman with a gentle and generous personality like Luo Qingyi.

Luo Qingyi also has another advantage: she is not jealous.

In her previous life, Wang Shih-han and Jiang Jin-huan's relationship was always ambiguous, with many rumors circulating about them.

Luo Qingyi was not angry at all; in fact, she often invited Wang Shihhan to her home and even created opportunities for Wang Shihhan.

Nobody knows if anything happened between Wang Shih-han and Jiang Jin-huan.

However, in his previous life, Wang Shihhan never married until his death, and often spent the night at Jiang Jinhuan's house.

For Jiang Jinhuan's sake, this woman devoted herself wholeheartedly and even became the stepmother of Jiang Jinhuan's child.

Luo Qingyi maintained a tolerant attitude towards Wang Shih-han's actions from beginning to end.

How could he not like a woman like that?

"If I can make her my woman today, I can win without lifting a finger!" Jiang Zhe thought to himself smugly.

He picked up two wine glasses and slowly walked towards Luo Qingyi.

"Qingyi, I know that doing this might be detrimental to the Jiang family, but I, Jiang Zhe, am a man of strong principles who hates evil and cannot tolerate any injustice. What I am doing this time is to let the Song family see the true colors of Jiang Jinhuan."

"To prevent the Song family from retaliating against my Jiang family if Jiang Jinhuan reveals his true colors to them later, I'm planning for the future of the Jiang family, and it's all for the good of the Jiang family!"

Luo Qingyi's gaze fell on Jiang Zhe, her eyes calm and undisturbed.

"President Jiang, this is your family matter, you don't need to explain it to me!"

Upon hearing this, a flash of annoyance crossed Jiang Zhe's face.

"Qingyi is right, this is a family matter, and I'm just getting rid of the house bugs!"

Luo Qingyi's eyes were filled with sarcasm.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that what he said was entirely fabricated.

His framing of Jiang Jinhuan and his attempt to ruin Jiang Jinhuan's life seemed like a trivial matter to him.

Jiang Zhe's eyes darted around, and he handed her a wine glass: "Qingyi, let's have a drink together!"

Luo Qingyi didn't even glance at the wine glass: "I don't drink!"

Jiang Zhe was stunned. "You can't drink?"

You drank six cups of wine at the Jiang family's house without batting an eye, and now you're saying you can't drink?

Jiang Zhe looked at Luo Qingyi, who wasn't even willing to give him a perfunctory response, and his anger almost burst out.

"Assistant Luo is joking!" Jiang Zhe said, suppressing his anger.

Luo Qingyi chuckled lightly, "President Jiang, I think you'd be better off spending your time expanding your network than wasting it on me!"

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom!" After saying that, Luo Qingyi turned and gracefully left.

Watching Luo Qingyi leave, Jiang Zhe's forehead veins bulged, and his fingers gripped the wine glass until they turned white.

Jiang Zhe took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and stood there with his wine glass, waiting for Luo Qingyi to return from the restroom.

Meanwhile, Song's mother came over to Jiang Jinhuan's side.

"Auntie!" Jiang Jinhuan greeted her. Although he had been framed by Jiang Zhe, he remained gentle and composed, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

This kind of mindset amazed Song's mother.

pity……

Mrs. Song said, "Jin Huan, your aunt still believes in you, but our Song family is a top-tier wealthy family, and for something like this to happen..."

Jiang Jinhuan interrupted Song's mother, saying, "Auntie, I know what to do. Don't worry, I'll visit the old man tomorrow and explain this matter clearly. Auntie, I know my own worth; I'm not good enough for President Song!"

Looking at the handsome Jiang Jinhuan, Song's mother hesitated, but considering Song Qingci's attitude, she ultimately said nothing, only sighing, "It's good that you understand!"

At this moment, Song Qingci arrived at her father's side. "Dad, didn't I say that those doubts were completely unfounded? Why did you announce that this matter would be shelved?"

Mr. Song chuckled and said, "Qingci, our Song family wouldn't let you sacrifice your happiness to marry someone you don't like."

Song Qingci frowned: "Dad, I didn't say I didn't like it?"

Mr. Song asked suspiciously, "Qingci, I know you like that boy from the Xu family. Although we don't like him, we won't object if you really do!"

"The Xu family?"

"Qingci, stop hiding it. When you were shopping, you went to see a movie with Xu Zifeng, leaving Jiang Jinhuan to leave alone. Doesn't that prove anything?"

Song Qingci stood there, stunned, looking at her father in shock.

Mr. Song chuckled and said, "Going shopping, eating out, and watching movies are all things that couples should do."

I've inquired about it. When you were shopping, Jin Huan was just following behind you like a little follower, and you didn't exchange more than a few words with him.

However, while watching the movie, you gave the ticket to Xu Zifeng, right in front of Jiang Jinhuan.

Aren't you warning Jiang Jinhuan not to have any improper thoughts, and also telling him that you already have someone you love?

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci took two steps back, her face turning deathly pale, and shook her head blankly.

Mr. Song continued, "You had Xu Zifeng drive you back in your car. Tell me, when has that car ever taken any other men? Doesn't that prove something?"

Song Qingci opened and closed her mouth, her eyes filled with doubt, which then turned into dejection and unease.

"So, you all think I like Xu Zifeng?"

Mr. Song looked at Song Qingci strangely, "Isn't that right?"

Song Qingci gave a bitter laugh. "Dad, how could you possibly think I like him?"

Now it was Song's father's turn to be surprised. "You don't like him? How is that possible? You even went to the movies with him in front of Jiang Jin Huan..."

It took Song's father a while to recover from his shock: "Then who do you like? Since you don't like Xu Zifeng, and you don't like Jiang Jinhuan, you..."

Immediately, Song's father frowned, his expression turning cold: "You still like that person, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci's eyes glazed over, as if she had thought of something.

She did not answer Song's father's question immediately.

Seeing this, Song's father sighed and said, "Qingci, you need to think this through yourself. Your grandfather doesn't like that person, and I don't like him much either."

Of course, if you insist, we won't stop you. It's just a pity for Jin Huan; his days will probably be tough after today!