Regretful Beijing Marriage

Qin Yi frowned slightly, his expression carrying a warning.

"Madam, please don't throw a tantrum at this time; it won't do you any good."

"If Madam wants to have a peaceful life in Jiangcheng, then she should not go against President Fu."

Jiang Yining chuckled, then leaned back stiffly in her seat, feeling a chill run through her body.

Just because of that slap, does Fu Huaiyan have to humiliate himself like this?

Now, for Shen Miaoyin's sake, they're even planning to make sure she can't survive in Jiangcheng!

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Yining realized just how ruthless this man was.

The title of "Living Yama" bestowed upon him by outsiders is indeed well-deserved.

He saw no one but Shen Miaoyin.

Jiang Yining exhaled, turned her head to look at Qin Yi in the front row, and spoke in a low, cold voice.

"Was it Fu Huaiyan who gave the order?"

Even if he hates himself, forcing him to enter this banquet through a side door is a slap in the face to the Fu family.

She was still struggling.

Even if it's a little later and you enter through the main entrance, it's better than coming from here.

Qin Yi neither admitted nor denied it.

"Madam, since you are in the Fu family, you should abide by the Fu family's rules."

"Enough is enough. Don't upset President Fu any further."

These words were an implicit admission of everything.

Jiang Yining clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her flesh.

A sharp, stinging pain jolted her awake.

Yes, Qin Yi is Fu Huaiyan's assistant.

All his decisions must have been approved by Fu Huaiyan.

It seems she has no choice but to use this small door.

Jiang Yining felt both angry and pained.

I just found it absurd and laughable.

She had previously harbored a sliver of hope.

Even if Fu Huaiyan dislikes her, out of respect for the old lady, he will still give her, as his wife, the most basic dignity and respect.

But she overestimated herself.

He also underestimated Shen Miaoyin's importance in his heart.

Just to avenge Shen Miaoyin, Fu Huaiyan didn't hesitate to use the most despicable methods to trample her dignity into nothing.

Jiang Yining gave a cold, self-deprecating laugh.

All that remained in his eyes was coldness.

Fu Huaiyan's love and lack thereof have always been open and undisguised.

She said no more and got out of the car.

Just as I regained my footing, a figure suddenly rushed towards my side.

He deliberately bumped into her shoulder.

Jiang Yining swayed and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

She frowned and looked up.

She's a freelance model.

They wore revealing and flamboyant clothing.

This is not appropriate for such occasions.

The other person slowly straightened their clothes and said disdainfully.

"Excuse me, the road is so wide, why did you have to block my way?"

That's what they said, but they showed no remorse whatsoever.

It seems this is what Fu Huaiyan wanted.

Even a random model on the street can ride on your head.

Jiang Yining lowered her eyes, her voice icy.

"Mrs. Wang just went in. Are you sure you want to provoke me here?"

Xiao Yemo's face froze, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

She had to pay to get a spot at this dinner party.

He had only spoken a few words because he saw Jiang Yining enter through the side door.

If things really escalate, she has absolutely no ability to fight back.

Even though they were filled with resentment, they could only suppress it.

But as he left, he was still muttering something under his breath.

"What's so great about it? We're just like everyone else, forced to resort to these low-class, underhanded methods."

A single, seemingly casual remark, like fine needles, pierced Jiang Yining's heart.

Yes, everyone knows it perfectly well.

She is the rightful Mrs. Fu.

But now, the main entrance to the banquet is bright and beautiful.

It was left to Shen Miaoyin, who was the focus of everyone's attention.

As the legal wife, she could only use the side entrance reserved for servants.

Fu Huaiyan wanted everyone present to see his attitude clearly.

She tacitly allowed everyone to trample on her dignity at will.

This was his revenge.

Ruthless and blunt, yet utterly humiliating.

This is even more embarrassing for her than slapping her back.

Jiang Yining clenched her fingers, suppressing the bitterness and anger surging in her chest.

She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, straightened her back, and stepped inside.

She'll wait a little longer; she'll definitely leave the Fu family as soon as possible.

I could hear soft whispers coming from behind me.

"Taking the back door doesn't seem so embarrassing anymore, at least we have Mrs. Fu with us."

"Who can argue with that? I just saw with my own eyes that Miss Shen followed President Fu through the main entrance. It was a grand affair, with a huge crowd surrounding them. The contrast is just too stark."

"Let's say less. No matter how unfavored she is, she is still the lawfully wedded wife of the Fu family. Even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse, and she can still bully others by taking advantage of their power."

Every sentence was harsh, every word was piercing.

Jiang Yining remained expressionless, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Still, I walked forward with my back straight.

this is the last time.

Consider today's humiliation as repayment for the old lady's kindness.

After today, no one can stop her from getting a divorce!

She would not give Fu Huaiyan a second chance after such humiliation.

The banquet hall was bustling with activity, filled with guests.

All the wealthy and influential people gathered in the central main area.

Everyone rushed to greet and fawn over her, while no one noticed the secluded and quiet corner.

Jiang Yining secretly breathed a sigh of relief, found a quiet corner to sit down, and sat in a daze.

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Outside the banquet, Fu Huaiyan stood by the car, his expression cold and indifferent.

He looked at Qin Yi beside him and spoke calmly.

Where is Jiang Yining?

Qin Yi looked completely taken aback and subconsciously asked a question.

"Mr. Fu, why haven't you come in yet? Didn't Miss Shen just get out of your car?"

Fu Huaiyan's brows furrowed, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.

"Jiang Yining isn't here, how do I get in?"

Qin Yi panicked instantly, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Finished!

He misunderstood.

It seems that Mr. Fu still cares about the old lady; he's going to enter with his wife on this occasion.

He then instructed his wife to enter through the side door…

Qin Yi panicked completely and spoke hesitantly.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. I took it upon myself to let Madam enter through the side door..."

"Should I go and fetch Madam now?"

Fu Huaiyan pursed his thin lips, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally just gave a faint reply.

They then entered the banquet hall.

Jiang Yining, who was in the corner, was completely unaware of this.

She sat quietly as several guests walked in and out beside her.

They were all neglected collateral relatives and marginalized family members.

Because of their lowly status, they could only huddle in a corner and talk in hushed tones.

"Why haven't President Fu and his wife shown up yet? I heard they'll be making a grand entrance as the final couple tonight."

"Let's wait a bit longer; the big shots always make their grand entrance last."

"I've heard some rumors. The woman accompanying President Fu tonight isn't his first wife at all. Doesn't the Fu family strictly adhere to the rule against divorce? This is going to be quite a show."

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. I received instructions long ago. President Fu specifically gave me advance notice that the woman standing next to him tonight is the recognized mistress of the Fu family, the person he personally supports."

Ultimately, the one who isn't loved is the mistress.

Whispers drifted into my ears.

Jiang Yining suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

His breath hitched, and he gripped the wine glass in his hand tightly.

Now, she has no more illusions.

Fu Huaiyan forced her to be there today to vent his anger on behalf of Shen Miaoyin.

That's a ruthless move!

Her dignity has been crushed to the core today!

Jiang Yining tugged at the corner of her lips and downed the wine in one gulp.

Just then, a chorus of gasps erupted from the entire audience.

"They're here! Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu have arrived!"

Jiang Yining subconsciously looked up and followed the focused gaze of everyone toward the entrance of the hall.

Fu Huaiyan was dressed in a black bespoke suit, which accentuated his tall and slender figure. His eyes were cool and indifferent, and he exuded a powerful aura that kept strangers at bay.

Shen Miaoyin, standing beside him, wore a champagne-colored strapless dress with the hem adorned with tiny rhinestones.

It shines brightly under the lights, both gentle and dazzling.

The two stood side by side, their figures perfectly matched, their temperaments blending harmoniously.

In everyone's eyes, they were a perfect match made in heaven.

Their appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The glaring image assaulted my eyes.

Jiang Yining clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

That's truly humiliating.

She turned her head away, trying to forcefully avert her gaze.

But their gazes unexpectedly met Fu Huaiyan's deep, cold eyes.