Regretful Beijing Marriage

As soon as he finished speaking, a ruthless glint flashed in Qin Zhengtao's eyes.

But in an instant, he concealed his sharpness and returned to his calm and composed demeanor.

"Jiang Yining, how dare you talk to your father like that?"

"My relationship with your mother was just an accident when I was young. I have already paid back every penny of the money I owed back then."

"It was her own obsession and relentless entanglement that led to this end; she has no one to blame but herself."

With just a few casual words, she shifted all the blame onto her mother.

These words completely ignited Jiang Yining's long-suppressed anger.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her reason crumbled, and she raised her hand to slap Qin Zhengtao hard across the face.

"Shut up! You have no right to belittle Mom!"

"If it weren't for her, do you think you'd have the life you have now? You climbed up there by stepping over her dead body!"

Qin Zhengtao was knocked to the side by the blow, and the corner of his lip was cut and red.

He slowly raised his hand and stroked the corner of his mouth, showing no anger but instead a sinister smile.

"Jiang Yining, you publicly assaulted someone at the Fu family's house. Should I applaud you?"

"You don't really think you can secure your position as Mrs. Fu, do you? If you do, then what's the difference between you and me?"

Qin Zhengtao slowly raised his eyes, his smile chilling.

"Did your mother teach you all these years just so you could hit people in public?"

Every word struck a chord with Jiang Yining.

Before Jiang Yining could get angry, Qin Zhengtao delivered another blow to her heart.

"By the way, you probably don't know this, but the marriage certificate your mother and I had back then was fake."

"The so-called tricking your mother into signing the divorce agreement was just to make things easier for her out of consideration for our past relationship."

"We've never had any legal relationship from beginning to end. The leverage you think you have is nothing but a self-deceiving joke."

With a bang, Jiang Yining's mind went blank, and her blood almost flowed backward.

She had thought about their past entanglements countless times.

They also knew that Qin Zhengtao was ruthless.

However, they still underestimated his wickedness.

Even the marriage certificate was fake!

It was this marriage certificate that trapped my mother for most of her life.

From a young age, my maternal grandmother taught my mother that she could only marry one person in her life.

A woman who is driven away by her husband's family does not deserve to live in this world.

No one taught my mother the proper way of life.

My mother's entire life was bound by these rules.

Even on her deathbed, she kept saying that her life would have been different if she hadn't gotten married.

Extreme anger and absurdity swept over him.

Jiang Yining clenched her fists tightly, unable to control herself any longer, wanting to rush up and give Qin Zhengtao a good beating.

Before she could make a move, a strong and powerful arm suddenly wrapped around her waist.

He brought her into a warm embrace.

A strong gust of wind swept by, and Qin Zhengtao didn't even see the person's movements clearly.

He then suffered a vicious kick to the abdomen.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground in a sorry state, his face pale with pain, and he curled up.

Jiang Yining was startled and suddenly looked up.

Fu Huaiyan's sharply defined profile was right in front of me.

Those dark eyes were covered in frost, cold and intimidating in the moonlight.

After a long while, Qin Zhengtao managed to sit up with difficulty.

He was about to rebuke them angrily, but his expression changed drastically when he saw who it was, and he immediately suppressed his hostility.

"What is Mr. Fu doing?"

Men understand men best.

He didn't believe Fu Huaiyan would lay a hand on him for Jiang Yining's sake.

Even if he didn't love Shen Miaoyin much, he definitely didn't love Jiang Yining.

He must have done that to impress the old lady.

Fu Huaiyan glanced down at Qin Zhengtao, his tone indifferent and aloof.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry."

"I heard a commotion on the balcony just now and mistakenly thought someone was plotting against my wife. In my panic, I lost my composure."

He deliberately emphasized the word "wife," making his stance clear.

Fu Huaiyan lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Yining in his arms, his tone low and gentle.

"What just happened?"

Jiang Yining broke free from his embrace, took a deep breath, and spoke with an icy tone.

"He wants to attack me here."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhengtao's face instantly turned ashen.

"Jiang Yining, did you learn this from your mother? You're a liar!"

"Mr. Fu, please retrieve the surveillance footage as evidence. She slapped me first without any provocation!"

Fu Huaiyan's gaze swept over him indifferently, his tone calm yet imposing.

"Mr. Qin, this balcony is a private rest area and there are no security cameras."

He paused, then changed the subject, exuding an imposing aura.

"The downstairs hall was full of guests, but President Qin went upstairs alone without permission."

"Mr. Qin, please give me an explanation for those who tried to disturb me on my Fu family's territory."

Qin Zhengtao understood what he meant.

Fu Huaiyan is clearly trying to protect Jiang Yining.

Jiang Yining lowered her eyes, feeling equally strange.

Fu Huaiyan's hostility towards Qin Zhengtao was intense and undisguised.

Logically speaking, he would be his father-in-law in the future.

However, in an instant, Jiang Yining understood again.

How could someone as insidious as Qin Zhengtao truly love anyone?

He certainly wouldn't treat Shen Miaoyin very well.

The atmosphere became somewhat heavy for a moment.

Qin Zhengtao's gaze swept between the two men, growing increasingly cold.

"President Fu is truly devoted to protecting his wife."

These words made Jiang Yining extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Zhengtao knew he wouldn't gain any advantage today, so he turned to Jiang Yining and apologized.

"I'm sorry, it was my presumptuousness to disturb you, Miss Jiang."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Just before leaving, his sinister eyes swept over the two of them.

His eyes were cold and chilling.

The balcony has returned to quiet.

Fu Huaiyan said calmly.

"Let's go downstairs and cut the cake."

Jiang Yining nodded and followed behind him, her mind filled with thoughts.

Today's meeting revealed that Qin Zhengtao was not what she had imagined.

Able to bend and stretch.

They were even more difficult to deal with than she had imagined.

When they went downstairs, Qin Zhengtao was not in the banquet hall.

Upon seeing the two, Fu Jiayu immediately rushed forward.

He took Jiang Yining's hand and spoke softly and affectionately.

"Mom, come quick! Let's cut Dad's birthday cake together!"

Jiang Yining had no intention of participating, but because she was still thinking about Qin Zhengtao, she didn't notice that Fu Huaiyan had naturally raised his hand and firmly grasped her hand from behind.

The man's palm was warm and strong, and his breath hit Jiang Yining on the back of the neck.

Jiang Yining froze, her hand falling passively along with Fu Huaiyan's.

A thunderous applause erupted from the crowd.

Fireworks exploded in the sky.

Scattered on top of the head.

Jiang Yining had a momentary illusion.

This isn't cutting Fu Huaiyan's birthday cake; it's cutting their wedding cake.

From the corner, Shen Miaoyin took in everything, her face turning ashen with rage.

Just then, a message popped up on my phone.

It was a distress message sent by Meng Yao from a different number.

[Miss Shen, please save me one more time! I still have a way to help you completely crush Jiang Yining, as long as you're willing to lend me a hand!]

At this moment, Shen Miaoyin only resented Jiang Yining for being so glamorous and couldn't be bothered with Meng Yao, who was such a useless piece of trash.

She immediately deleted and blocked him, then sighed and turned to leave.

After a long while, the birthday party came to an end.

The guests all left, and the banquet hall became deserted.

Jiang Yining also prepared to go upstairs to change her clothes and leave.

But as soon as she turned around, she heard Old Madam Fu's authoritative voice behind her.

"Others are guests, so they are free to leave at any time."

"But Jiang Yining, as a member of the Fu family, you are the mistress of this house. Where do you think you're going?"