Regretful Beijing Marriage

Fu Huaiyan's expression was indifferent, and his dark eyes were devoid of any warmth.

When it landed on Shen Miaoyin, it seemed to carry a hint of coldness and scrutiny.

Shen Miaoyin's heart tightened, and she felt inexplicably panicked.

Jiang Yining also owns this dress; she must have worn one.

Even if Old Madam Fu puts pressure on him, Fu Huaiyan wouldn't refuse to give it to her.

No, this shouldn't be!

Did he realize something?

The moment this thought crossed Shen Miaoyin's mind, she couldn't help but panic.

She took a deep breath and immediately composed herself.

A layer of mist quickly welled up in her eyes, and her voice was soft and melancholy.

"Huaiyan, I don't know what happened. My dress was perfectly fine before I left home, how did it get inexplicably damaged here?"

"I know I'm not welcome at this banquet, but as a member of the Shen family, I cannot neglect the proper etiquette."

Shen Miaoyin lowered her eyes, feigning understanding.

"It's alright, I'll just find something to wear and it won't spoil the fun of the banquet."

Fu Huaiyan's expression remained unchanged; his thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was calm and even.

"Take Miss Shen to change her clothes."

The servant stepped forward in response.

A secret joy flashed through Shen Miaoyin's heart, and the weight that had been hanging over her was lifted.

As expected, Fu Huaiyan still had feelings for her.

Even though Jiang Yining is currently embroiled in public opinion, what does it matter if he's pleased with himself?

As long as Fu Huaiyan's heart is still with her, Jiang Yining will never be able to turn the tables.

Shen Miaoyin pursed her lips, about to take the opportunity to say a few more kind words.

A stern and authoritative voice came from behind.

"Fu Huaiyan, come upstairs with me."

"Your wife and children are upstairs; you shouldn't be here dealing with outsiders!"

Shen Miaoyin's smile froze, and she suddenly stopped moving.

He looked up and met Old Madam Fu's sharp gaze.

She had always both feared and hated her.

As long as she's around, it'll be harder for her to get into the Fu family than to climb to heaven.

Shen Miaoyin could only suppress her embarrassment and force a smile.

"grandmother."

Grandma Fu ignored her and gave instructions to the servants.

"Get him out. This is my grandson's birthday banquet. I won't accept this parasite. Don't ruin the occasion."

Every word was sharp and merciless.

Shen Miaoyin's gentle demeanor shattered, her eyes filled with astonishment.

She had considered that Old Mrs. Fu might not like her.

But I never expected that she would be humiliated like this in public!

She bit her lip and looked at Fu Huaiyan.

But the man remained indifferent, not even glancing at her.

Just then, Qin Zhengtao walked in and calmly resolved the situation.

He bowed slightly to Old Madam Fu.

"Grandma Fu, please calm down. It is my fault for not raising my daughter properly, which has caused Miaoyin to be unruly and upset you."

He turned to look at Shen Miaoyin, whose face was deathly pale, and spoke in a stern tone.

"Apologize to the old lady. Today, during Mr. Fu's birthday banquet, stay quietly in the corner and don't come out and get in the way."

Shen Miaoyin's eyes were red-rimmed, and a sense of humiliation overwhelmed her.

I just hate that this old geezer is still alive.

But I also know that I can't make a scene now.

The old woman is Fu Huaiyan's bottom line.

Shen Miaoyin could only grit her teeth, lower her head, and agree, retreating to the side in a disheveled state.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, it's my fault."

Qin Zhengtao looked at Old Madam Fu again and calmly apologized.

"It is our Shen family's fault. The younger generation is ignorant and we hope that the old lady will forgive us."

"We also hope that Elder Fu can consider the reputation of our Shen family patriarch and not hold a grudge against the younger generation."

Old Mrs. Fu snorted coldly.

"Take Mr. Qin to the lounge."

She paused, then cast a cold glance at Qin Zhengtao.

"Old Master Shen was wise and upright throughout his life, but he never taught you young people to be spoiled and ignorant of boundaries."

"The banquet has not yet begun, and outsiders should not arrive early to disturb us."

A dark glint flashed across Qin Zhengtao's eyes, but he quickly composed himself and nodded respectfully.

"The old lady is right; we were not thoughtful enough."

As he finished speaking, he raised his hand and handed over a piece of warm, translucent jade.

"The old man is unwell, so he specifically asked me to deliver the congratulatory gift on his behalf."

Grandma Fu's gaze fell on the jade pendant, and her expression softened slightly after she took it.

"That old fellow still remembers what I like. Alright, you can go now. Don't wander around before the banquet starts."

Qin Zhengtao acknowledged and withdrew.

Grandma Fu looked at Fu Huaiyan.

"Go upstairs. You should be spending time with your wife and children today."

"Grandma is right."

Fu Huaiyan followed respectfully behind.

From the corner, Fu Chengxuan took in everything, not daring to utter a sound.

It seems Grandma is really angry this time.

Even after her elder brother divorced Jiang Yining, Shen Miaoyin never set foot in the Fu family again.

So are those rumors about the Shen family true or not?

Could it be that Jiang Yining's mother really wasn't a mistress?

Just as Fu Chengxuan was pondering to himself, Qin Zhengtao suddenly walked slowly to his side.

"Chengxuan, how have you been? How is everything at the Fu family lately?"

Fu Chengxuan snapped out of his daze and responded politely.

"Everything is fine, thank you for your concern, Mr. Qin."

Qin Zhengtao nodded slightly, glancing meaningfully upstairs.

"It's been many years. You've matured a lot. Take good care of your family, and please help your older brother with company affairs in the future."

"No matter how capable your brother is, his personal energy is limited. In the future, the Fu family may still need you to support the family."

"The Shen family is also willing to cooperate deeply with the Fu family."

That's a strange statement.

Fu Chengxuan always felt that Qin Zhengtao's words had a hidden meaning.

Before he could think it over, Qin Zhengtao turned and left.

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Upstairs VIP lounge.

Jiang Yining changed into her evening gown and came out.

The bespoke haute couture gown is stunning and eye-catching, with the skirt layered with gradient rhinestones.

As she walked, the hem of her skirt swayed and shimmered, making her look stunningly beautiful.

Jiang Yining possesses an extraordinary temperament and is poised and elegant.

It perfectly highlights the beauty of this dress.

The surrounding servants all lowered their eyes in amazement.

"My goodness, the lady is so beautiful."

"It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's a fairy descended to earth."

Fu Jiayu clapped his little hands and kept praising.

"Mom is the most beautiful! She's so gorgeous, the most beautiful mom in the whole world!"

Jiang stood calmly in front of the mirror, her expression serene.

The clothes are beautiful.

But it is just an external object.

Just then, Old Madam Fu and Fu Huaiyan pushed open the door and entered.

Fu Huaiyan's gaze fell on Jiang Yining, and his cool eyes narrowed slightly.

A barely perceptible ripple crossed his eyes.

But he quickly suppressed it again and returned to calm.

Grandma Fu took in the whole scene and spoke calmly.

"Huaiyan, your taste is not bad this time. This outfit really suits Ning."

Jiang Yining snapped out of her thoughts, turned her head politely, and spoke in a calm and measured tone.

"Grandma, how have you been lately?"

Grandma Fu stared at her for several seconds, then suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"So you still remember to care about this old woman? I see you no longer care about the Fu family, and you have no sense of propriety."

The air froze instantly.

The servants inside all bowed their heads, holding their breath.

Fu Jiayu keenly sensed that something was amiss.

His eyes darted around quickly, and then he reached out and grabbed Fu Huaiyan's sleeve, pulling him in front of Jiang Yining, tilting his little face up and urging him softly.

"Dad! Hurry up and bring out the gift you prepared!"

"This is something you carefully selected to give to Mom!"