Regretful Beijing Marriage

Shen Miaoyin's words drew all eyes to Jiang Yining.

"Who's this guy? He looks unfamiliar. Maybe he snuck in?"

"To barge into an event of this caliber without an invitation is truly presumptuous."

The sarcastic remarks piled up one after another.

Jiang Yining stood still, her expression indifferent.

Shen Miaoyin took in all these reactions, her lips curled up briefly, then she suppressed them.

He then feigned magnanimity and said...

"Please don't say that. This Ms. Jiang is also a mental health professional, so it's perfectly normal for her to want to learn."

"Miss Jiang, it's alright if you don't have an invitation. I can take you in with me."

Her words were very considerate.

To place oneself in a superior position.

They subtly belittled Jiang Yining, implying that she needed to obtain an invitation to enter the venue.

Meng Yao watched coldly from the side the whole time.

She couldn't control her emotions from the moment Jiang Yining appeared.

I thought that for the next seven years, this woman would probably only be able to live a life of seclusion in some small county town.

I never expected to appear in this kind of setting.

Now that Shen Miaoyin had spoken, she could no longer contain her emotions.

Meng Yao stepped forward with a cold laugh, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Miss Shen is kind and generous, but I can't stand by and watch!"

"Today is a professional exchange among top industry professionals; not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can step in."

"Some people, please stop turning this kind of occasion into a battleground for jealousy and rivalry!"

Meng Yao glanced at Jiang Yining with disdain, every word dripping with venom.

"So, just because you can't get close to President Fu, you're trying to find another opportunity to pester him relentlessly?"

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible, and not bring the atmosphere you had when you were in school with you."

Meng Yao's words were straightforward.

It was almost as if they were explicitly saying that Jiang Yining was trying to seduce Fu Huaiyan.

In an instant, a torrent of insults surged forth.

"So you came here for President Fu, how shameless."

"Mr. Fu and Miss Shen are already a well-known couple, who does she think she is?"

"What does she think this is? This is a serious academic exchange, not a place for her to scheme and plot."

Fu Huaiyan remained indifferent throughout.

He did not speak.

They didn't care at all.

Seeing this, Meng Yao became extremely smug.

He had originally intended to say something insincere to embarrass Jiang Yining.

Surprisingly, no one objected.

This only confirmed Jiang Yining's mistake.

That's right.

That's it!

Even if Jiang Yining had another 7 years, she still wouldn't be able to beat her!

However, the embarrassment and tension that Meng Yao had anticipated did not occur.

Jiang Yining remained as calm as Fu Huaiyan throughout.

She stood there calmly.

There was not a trace of embarrassment in his eyes or brows.

It's like watching a bunch of clowns jumping around.

This attitude made Meng Yao feel a tightness in her chest.

It's like punching cotton.

Seven years ago, Jiang Yining would get angry and her eyes would turn red.

But why is she so calm now?

This frightened Meng Yao.

She gritted her teeth and let out a cold sneer.

"Jiang Yining, you're still as shameless as ever."

Shen Miaoyin curled her lips, glanced haughtily at Jiang Yining, and said in a feignedly considerate manner.

"Miss Jiang, please don't be angry. Yao Yao is just straightforward and speaks her mind."

Jiang Yining suddenly smiled.

"Miss Shen, what are you saying? Why would I be angry?"

"After all, you don't get angry when others insult you, so why should I, an outsider, get upset?"

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of deathly silence around them.

Isn't this blatantly saying that Meng Yao was insulting Shen Miaoyin?

Shen Miaoyin's smile froze.

Meng Yao's face turned pale and then flushed, and she felt a tightness in her throat, unable to breathe properly.

Then, she roared in anger and embarrassment.

"Jiang Yining, stop trying to sow discord!"

"You were always good at seducing people and spreading rumors back in your student days."

"Now that they've failed to seduce President Fu, they're resorting to smearing Miaoyin. Their relentless pursuit is utterly shameless!"

Jiang Yining lifted her eyelids, her words cold and indifferent.

"Meng Yao, since you know you have such a mean face, don't come out and embarrass yourself and scare others."

As she spoke, she turned her head and her gaze fell indifferently on Shen Miaoyin's face, which was ashen.

"And you, Miss Shen."

"If you're going to be a mistress, at least keep a low profile. Is it really something to be proud of to make a big fuss and have everyone know about it?"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Even their breathing slowed down.

This woman is insane; how dare she insult Shen Miaoyin like that?

Does she know who's behind her?

Too lazy to waste words with them, Jiang Yining took out the gold invitation and handed it to the staff.

The staff member looked down, and the moment they saw the color of the card, their pupils contracted sharply, and their fingers trembled.

"Why is it gold?!"

People around gasped in surprise.

Everyone present was well aware of the significance of this invitation.

The invited psychologists are divided into three tiers.

The first type is ordinary psychologists who have been certified for more than 10 years and carry black invitation letters.

The second type is like Meng Yao, who is somewhat famous in the industry and holds a red-themed account.

The third type is the gold in Jiang Yining's hand.

It is the highest-level certificate presented at the entire exchange meeting.

Only industry leaders and specially invited top experts are eligible to hold this certificate.

The last time this card appeared.

They repeatedly invited Sun Zhenping, a leading figure in academia, to oversee the project.

At that exchange meeting, almost every well-known family attended.

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Yining is so young, what makes her think she can have such an invitation?

"May I go in?"

Jiang Yining didn't understand the meaning of the invitation and asked.

The staff member quickly came to his senses and spoke respectfully.

"No problem! You can enter without any problem."

"I'll take you to the VIP lounge right away."

Jiang Yining nodded slightly.

She clearly felt it as she brushed past Fu Huaiyan.

Those sharp, deep eyes were fixed on his back.

It seems that her words hurt Shen Miaoyin.

But who cares?

Behind her, Shen Miaoyin bit her lower lip tightly.

Her lips were almost bitten through.

She couldn't understand how Jiang Yining had acquired such abilities.

Last time, with so many big shots in charge, you could say she was lucky.

But the fact that she was able to receive the top-tier gold invitation is not something that can be explained away by mere luck.

She couldn't even accuse Jiang Yining of stealing the invitation.

If it gets out of hand.

She's already embarrassed and unable to save face.

Jiang Yining is very likely to become a top psychologist in high society because of this incident.

If her name gets out, then her faking illness will be...

Fu Huaiyan withdrew his gaze and spoke calmly.

"Go in."

"The presence of experienced psychologists in the field today will be beneficial to your recovery."

Shen Miaoyin forced a smile and followed in his footsteps.

But the shadow under his eyes just wouldn't go away.

She could clearly sense that Huai Yan was becoming increasingly distant from her during this period.

Although she continued to seek medical help for her, Shen Miaoyin felt that something was going off track.

She even felt that Fu Huaiyan's indulgence was because he wanted to cure her illness.

They repaid the debt from back then.

No, she won't allow it!

Shen Miaoyin clenched her fists, forcibly suppressing all her emotions.

With a smile on her face, she walked inside.

She will definitely be the ultimate winner.

-

Jiang Yining followed the staff into the VIP lounge on the top floor.

The room was quiet and spacious.

Floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of half the city.

She had barely sat down when the door was pushed open.

Su Zhiyan was helping an elegant old lady walk in.

"Master N, I've finally met you in person..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Zhiyan was stunned and almost lost her voice.

"President Jiang? It's you?"