Regretful Beijing Marriage

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Meng, when will this month's salaries be paid? The employees are all..."

"Get lost! If you bother me again, I'll get nothing!"

Meng Yao's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the anger in her chest almost burned her through.

At the last class reunion, she was tricked by Jiang Yining into spending 1.5 million yuan.

Now, with the termination of the cooperation agreement, customers have been lost, and revenue has plummeted.

She spends money extravagantly and has no savings at all.

If she can't pay wages and her employees sue her, her reputation will be completely ruined.

That summit would never want her!

No!

Meng Yao gritted her teeth.

She would never let Jiang Yining succeed.

The next moment, the knocking sounded again.

The assistant's weak voice came through the door.

"Mr. Meng, yet another long-time customer has requested a refund and contract cancellation."

These words provoked Meng Yao.

She grabbed the ornament and smashed it hard against the door.

"Why bother telling me this nonsense? If you don't want to work here, get out now!"

The assistant outside the door trembled with fright and quickly backed away.

Meng Yao, panting heavily, opened her mobile banking app.

Less than seven figures.

She has been extravagant over the years, and even spent a large sum of money to hire someone to assassinate Jiang Yining.

In the end, it was all for naught.

If this continues, she will soon be living off her savings.

She has to save herself!

Meng Yao forced down her anxiety and dialed Shen Miaoyin's number.

Now, only the Shen family can save her.

No matter what, she couldn't give up.

But as soon as the call connected, Shen Miaoyin's cold and angry rebuke came through the receiver.

"Meng Yao, you useless piece of trash! You're good for nothing and good for nothing!"

"You can't even handle this small matter, yet you dare contact me? Don't call me again before the summit!"

"If the summit goes wrong again, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

The call was disconnected.

Meng Yao stood frozen in place, holding her phone, her face turning pale and then red.

I never expected even Shen Miaoyin to be so heartless.

This is clearly an attempt to abandon her.

If she can't salvage her reputation, she might not even be able to get into the summit!

Meng Yao breathed a sigh of relief, logged into the forum, and planned to expand her user base first.

But as soon as I logged in, a prompt popped up on the page.

The account has been permanently banned.

Meng Yao froze, staring at the screen in disbelief for a few moments before returning to the homepage.

The pinned announcement in the community was extremely jarring.

[Upon investigation, it has been confirmed that Meng Yao has engaged in misconduct, has a poor reputation, and violated professional ethics; therefore, she is permanently removed from the community.]

This statement is blunt; it's clearly aimed at ruining her!

There is no evidence, no explanation.

Just type one line of text.

Most people wouldn't believe it.

But this forum happens to be the highest-level forum in psychology, and its founder, Sun Zhenping, is a leading figure in the field.

Now that he's said that, who would dare to contact her in the future!

Meng Yao clenched her fists and stared intently at the top of the page.

Her account was banned, and the anonymous account N took her place.

N？

Meng Yao always felt that this N was Jiang Yining.

Thinking this, a surge of overwhelming hatred welled up in her eyes.

Jiang Yining, I will never let you go!

Overwhelmed by rage, Meng Yao smashed her phone to the ground.

The screen is cracked.

She took a deep breath, a sinister smile curling at the corner of her lips.

It's okay, she still has a trump card.

Jiang Yining's smile won't last long!

Jiang Yining knew nothing about Meng Yao's affairs.

She spent days and nights completely absorbed in the laboratory.

The first phase of the experiment has made a successful breakthrough.

The data met the target perfectly, far exceeding expectations.

Just as she was preparing to review the situation, her phone suddenly rang.

The appearance of the three characters "Fu Huaiyan" on the screen made her frown.

After hesitating, she still pressed the answer button.

Fu Huaiyan's cool and indifferent voice came through.

"I'll pick you up this afternoon. Don't be late for your birthday party tonight."

Jiang Yining was taken aback, only then remembering that she had promised to attend the birthday party.

Time really flies.

Not wanting Fu Huaiyan to come to the lab and cause rumors, she spoke coldly.

Send me your location, I'll go there myself this afternoon.

There was a two-second silence on the other end.

"it is good."

In the afternoon, Jiang Yining drove to the hotel alone.

The maid led her to the VIP room upstairs.

As soon as I entered the VIP room, a small figure rushed over.

Fu Jiayu hugged Jiang Yining tightly around the waist, buried his head in front of her, and blinked at her.

"Mom! I miss you so much! Do you miss me? I feel so sad when I can't see you."

Jiang Yining's expression was indifferent.

"Go sit down first."

"No!"

Fu Jiayu tilted her head back and acted coquettishly.

"My mom is with me..."

Before Jiang Yining could speak, Fu Huaiyan's deep voice rang out from the side.

"Jiayu, come here, let Mom change her clothes first."

"All right."

Fu Jiayu then pouted and nodded.

Then he looked at Jiang Yining with expectant eyes.

"Mom, hurry up and change your clothes! You'll be the most beautiful woman today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the waiter respectfully presented her with a haute couture gown.

The entire dress is in an extremely fine smoky white tone, with a naturally high-end soft-light texture.

The dress has no elaborate decorations, except for the neckline and hem, where fine, gradient star patterns are hand-embroidered in silver thread.

Fu Jiayu excitedly pushed Jiang Yining toward the changing room.

"Mom, try this on! Dad had it custom-made for you, it suits you perfectly!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Fu Huaiyan, giving him a look that seemed eager to claim credit.

I bought the clothes with my dad, but he wasn't satisfied with any of them.

After returning, I had this unique dress custom-made.

I heard that this is something that money can't buy, and Dad went to great lengths to get it.

Just so that Mom could dress up for the occasion.

Mom will definitely be touched.

Jiang Yining looked down at the dress, her heart completely unmoved.

Even the most expensive and exquisite clothes are just insignificant external things to her.

Fu Huaiyan's gaze fell on her, and he spoke calmly.

"Let's go in and give it a try."

Jiang Yining took the dress and went into the dressing room.

The size and cut are perfect.

It fits perfectly against the skin.

She had just finished tidying her clothes when she heard the waiter's whispers outside the door.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Shen Miaoyin has arrived and is waiting outside. She says she wants to see you."

"We've already told her, but she still refuses to leave."

In an instant, the warmth in Jiang Yining's eyes faded.

As always, Fu Huaiyan disregarded her feelings.

She thought she had made herself clear enough, but now it seems he still wants both.

Since that's the case, then don't blame her for not leaving any room for maneuver later.

It's good that the divorce is public; it saves everyone some trouble.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Huaiyan responded indifferently.

"Jiayu, stay here with Mom."

Just as Fu Huaiyan was about to leave, Fu Jiayu grabbed his wrist.

Fu Jiayu looked up, his face full of displeasure.

"Dad, you're not allowed to go! You're supposed to stay with Mom today; she'll be angry if you leave!"

"You promised me you'd do well today."

Fu Huaiyan bent down and touched the top of the child's head.

"I'll be back soon, you stay with Mom for now."

Before his son could speak, he opened the door and left.

Downstairs, when Shen Miaoyin saw him come out, her eyes immediately reddened, filled with grievance.

"Huaiyan, my evening gown was accidentally damaged, and I don't have time to change."

"Could you... lend me that limited-edition purple dress for a moment?"