Regretful Beijing Marriage

The forum's current momentum is both rapid and intense.

Insulting comments were deleted overnight.

Jiang Yining immediately realized that it must have been Old Sun who did it.

There was no one else but him.

She chuckled.

Old Sun's protection is truly unreasonable; he doesn't even try to cover it up.

She could almost picture Meng Yao's contorted face at that moment.

He must be so angry that he can't sleep.

This news also caused an uproar in the comments section.

The crowd below was in an uproar.

Was the administrator's action too harsh? And who exactly is this "N"?

I think it must have been through back channels; the administrator's actions make absolutely no sense.

Some radical fans even clamored to uninstall the platform.

Of course, some ordinary netizens also felt that the administrator did the right thing.

Anyone can communicate on the forum.

It's not only famous teachers who are right.

The most heated argument.

Meng Yao herself suddenly went online.

She publicly tagged Jiang Yining and posted an apology message.

I apologize; I was simply too eager to correct the chaotic state of the industry and neglected the original purpose of the forum for friendly discussion.

I had no intention of targeting you, so please don't take it to heart.

I agree with the administrator's decision. I hope everyone can communicate openly and engage in constructive academic discussions in the future.

As soon as the post was published, a chorus of sympathy and concern filled the comments section.

Fans praised her for being beautiful, kind-hearted, and having a broad perspective; she even humbled herself when wronged.

In contrast, Jiang Yining's feigned death clearly demonstrates his superiority.

Jiang Yining finished reading the entire article and closed the page expressionlessly.

I'm too lazy to reply.

It's been many years since we last met, and Meng Yao has made quite a bit of progress.

Back then, she was arrogant and domineering, and vindictive.

They've toned it down now.

Indeed, given Sun Zhenping's influence in the field of psychology.

She would never dare to be presumptuous again.

However, Jiang Yining knew that this woman was malicious.

It is absolutely impossible for them to give up so easily.

Just then, Sun Zhenping called.

When the call was connected, it was clearly still fuming.

"Yi Ning, if anyone slanders you without cause again, be sure to tell me immediately. Don't suffer in silence!"

"I've disliked Meng Yao for a long time. Her paper back then was indeed outstanding, but unfortunately it lacked staying power. She has some ability, but not the right character."

"Over the years, he has relied entirely on popularity and empty fame. He is restless and does not deserve his current position at all."

Sun Zhenping sighed, his tone tinged with regret.

After all, that paper was truly outstanding back then.

Unfortunately, the glory was fleeting.

Jiang Yining felt a warmth in her heart, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

"Mr. Sun, I understand what you mean."

"But forums are ultimately public platforms, and as long as they don't involve malicious insults, moderate disputes shouldn't be overly interfered with."

"If the administrator openly favors me every time, it will only confirm that others are using back channels, which is also detrimental to the atmosphere of typhoon management."

"Since Meng Yao is a professional doctor, she has the right to speak out."

"Right and wrong will be judged by the public."

She paused, then slowly curved her lips into a smile.

"I appreciate your kindness. If there's any problem I can't solve, I'll definitely ask for help."

"Let's drop this matter for now; I can handle it myself."

Sun Zhenping remained silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, then finally sighed helplessly.

"Alright, kid, you decide for yourself. If you have any problems, be sure to contact me."

"The case resources on the forum are invaluable; study them carefully."

After hanging up the phone, the warmth in Jiang Yining's eyes vanished.

The higher you're lifted up, the harder you'll fall.

A scoundrel like Meng Yao won't last long.

Without further thought, Jiang Yining carefully studied each case on the forum.

The clinical cases here involve a variety of complex psychological conditions.

Each one is a rare piece of research material.

She took careful notes.

They also occasionally reply to users' questions.

Before we knew it, it was already dark.

Just then, a commotion suddenly came from outside.

Zhao Jia's panicked cries for help rang out.

"Little kid, don't wander off! Where are your parents? It's dangerous for you to run out alone..."

The next second, Fu Jiayu stumbled in.

He buried his face in Jiang Yining's arms, his voice trembling with tears.

"Mommy! Mommy, I'm scared, I feel terrible, please don't abandon me..."

Jiang Yining looked down and saw that Fu Jiayu's face was flushed and his eyes were filled with tears.

Zhao Jia followed her in, panting.

"Sister Ningning, this little kid came from who-knows-where and keeps asking for his mother. I almost called the police..."

Fu Jiayu got anxious as soon as he heard this, turned his head and glared at Zhao Jia, shouting in a cute but fierce tone.

"She's my mother! You're not allowed to talk nonsense!"

After saying that, she quickly turned her head back, pitifully tugging at Jiang Yining's clothes, her voice suddenly softening.

"Mom... your employees are blocking me from coming in to see you."

Jiang Yining looked down at the two tightly clenched little hands, her expression showing no sign of loosening.

"Jiajia, you can go home now. I'll handle things here."

Zhao Jia responded and went out, only then belatedly realizing what had happened.

That little kid must be Ningning's child.

Sister Ningning never brings her husband and children with her.

She's almost forgotten that she's already married.

The office door closed, and the room became quiet.

Fu Jiayu looked up at Jiang Yining with his small face, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.

Although he was young, he understood that his mother was angry.

She didn't tell anyone in public that he was her son.

She didn't even bend down to hug him or look at him more than once.

Fu Jiayu felt a tightness in his chest.

This feeling is unpleasant.

It was more intense than ever before.

Is he really going to lose his mother?

Fu Jiayu sniffed.

"Mom...do you really not want me anymore?"

"I have nightmares every night, and I'm so scared to be alone."

"My aunt doesn't take care of me at all. She even scolded me when I cried..."

The more he talked, the more aggrieved he felt.

"And Aunt Yinyin is the same; she doesn't care about my feelings at all."

"She didn't care that I was feeling unwell, and she even dragged me to the hospital to see my dad. I don't want her anymore."

Fu Jiayu's small palms clenched until they turned white, and he looked up with reddened eyes, pleading.

"Mom, will you come home with me?"

"I don't want anyone else, I only want you."

Jiang Yining looked down at him quietly.

Those eyes were red.

His eyes betrayed an overwhelming mix of fear and ingratiation.

It would be a lie to say I had no feelings.

I don't remember my son ever being so humble and afraid.

Fu Huaiyan did not treat him well.

But Jiang Yining was also aware of this.

The son didn't suddenly become sensible, nor did he suddenly remember how good she was.

He was just scared.

But nobody cared about him or looked after him.

Only then did I remember that she was my backup plan.

Now, she doesn't need it anymore.

Jiang Yining gently pulled her hand away.

The movement was very light, yet it was like a swift and decisive slash.

"I'll call your dad now and have him come pick you up."