Regretful Beijing Marriage

All eyes turned to them.

Are you sure?

Under the pressure, the woman who pointed out Jiang Yining trembled.

She swallowed hard and said firmly.

"That's right, I saw her taking pictures without my own eyes!"

"She has evidence on her phone; you can just check it and you'll see!"

Song Qing's face instantly darkened.

Most of the guests present recognized Jiang Yining.

Regardless of whether she is favored or not, she is, on the surface, the wife of the Fu family.

The Fu family can disregard her.

However, the Fu family also cares about their reputation when they are out in public.

For a moment, the surrounding area fell silent, no one daring to say another word.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Several outside guests, unaware of the inside story, tried to curry favor with Fu Huaiyan.

Someone stepped forward, staring at Jiang Yining with a firm tone.

"Hand over your phone."

Song Qing stood there, caught in a dilemma.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heart was filled with trepidation.

The Song family is no match for the Fu family.

If the Song family hadn't helped the old lady of the Fu family before, he wouldn't have been able to persuade Fu Huaiyan to come.

Not to mention the other distinguished guests who came because of Fu Huaiyan.

However, he was also at a loss about this matter.

Logically speaking, Jiang Yining is Fu's lawfully wedded wife.

Even if she really did take the photos, it would be reasonable.

Moreover, the Fu family has strict family rules and has always protected the first wife.

But Fu Huaiyan's attitude today was too subtle, and no one dared to guess what he was thinking.

Everyone was unsure whether he was truly protecting Shen Miaoyin and determined to hold Jiang Yining accountable. Anyone who stepped forward to help him would only be asking for trouble.

Song Qing sighed and chose to remain on the sidelines.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Fu Huaiyan.

The man stood still, his posture dignified and upright.

His dark eyes swept indifferently over Jiang Yining.

His eyes were cold and expressionless, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Shen Miaoyin curled up in his arms, gently covering her forehead, her voice filled with grievance.

"Huaiyan, I don't want to make a big fuss. As long as she deletes the photos, I won't pursue the matter further."

"I'm just afraid that these photos will be maliciously spread by someone with ulterior motives."

These words sound both magnanimous and pitiful.

Immediately put yourself in the victim's position.

Fu Huaiyan remained silent, but his cold eyes once again fell on Jiang Yining.

The silent gaze carried an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The intention couldn't be clearer.

Ask her to delete the photos herself.

Jiang Yining gave a cold smile.

Her back was ramrod straight, and her hands, hidden behind her back, were clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fu Huaiyan was determined to protect Shen Miaoyin to the end.

Shen Miaoyin's mental illness was obviously an act.

But he indulged her whims and allowed her to trample on his own dignity to create a persona.

Such blatant favoritism and blatant affection are blinding.

It is also extremely disgusting.

Seeing this, Song Qing figured out Fu Huaiyan's attitude.

Mr. Fu is truly devoted to Miss Shen.

He walked toward Jiang Yining.

"Please delete the photos. The banquet clearly states that taking photos is not allowed."

Upon hearing this, the guests who had just stepped forward became even more arrogant.

"Did you hear me? Hand over your phone right now and delete the photos."

"Don't be ungrateful and embarrass yourself!"

Jiang Yining stared directly at him with cold eyes, her words sharp and piercing.

"Why should I? You have no right to look through my personal belongings."

The man was momentarily stunned by the retort, then let out a cold laugh.

"Taking photos without permission is strictly prohibited at the banquet. Don't you know that rule?"

"A random model who appeared out of nowhere sneaked into the venue and acted rudely."

The woman who had warned Jiang Yining earlier was already pale with fright.

She was trembling all over, and secretly tugged at her clothes, whispering to dissuade her.

"Are you crazy? Just back down. The Fu family is incredibly powerful; you can't afford to offend them."

Fu Huaiyan, who was at the center of the entire controversy, stood indifferently from beginning to end.

They stood by and watched coldly, without offering any words of support or defense.

His attitude was to tacitly allow everyone to bully and humiliate his wife at will.

After careful consideration, Song Qing softened his tone.

It appears to be a concession, but in reality it carries an element of oppression.

"If it's inconvenient to display them in public, you can move to a corner; just let us confirm that the photos will be deleted."

Jiang Yining stood frozen in place, feeling utterly humiliated and utterly ashamed.

Her husband was seen flirting with another woman in public.

As the original wife, what's wrong with her taking photos to keep as leverage in the divorce proceedings?

Why should those who do wrong enjoy endless glory?

Is she the only one who has to be wantonly humiliated?

Seeing that she remained silent and refused to cooperate, people around her began to murmur amongst themselves.

"To not take the opportunity given is simply too ungrateful."

"Is he trying to use the photos to blackmail the Fu family and cause trouble? He's incredibly audacious."

Shen Miaoyin gave Jiang Yining a provocative smile.

The next moment, she clutched her chest, her brows furrowed, and her face turned pale.

"Huaiyan, I feel terrible."

Fu Huaiyan's dark eyes flickered, and his gaze returned to Jiang Yining.

His voice was cold and piercing, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Delete it."

Two words: crisp and clean.

This completely crushed Jiang Yining's last shred of hope.

He really didn't give himself any face at all.

Upon hearing this, a hint of smugness flashed across Shen Miaoyin's eyes.

No matter how much scheming she uses to try and attract Huaiyan, what good will it do?

In the end, he still protected himself.

The guests were completely silent.

A sharp, stinging pain crept over my chest.

Every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain.

Humiliation and heartache intertwined.

It almost completely submerged Jiang Yining.

"I told you, you have no right to look at my things."

After saying that, Jiang Yining raised her phone and, to everyone's astonishment, slammed it hard to the ground.

With a loud bang, the fuselage shattered into pieces.

My phone contains some of the few records from my marriage over the past few years.

There are photos of her family of three, and her diary.

And her past love.

She used to cherish these things the most, and would be anxious for half a day if her phone had any problems.

Now that the phone is broken, there's no way to fix it.

Let's just consider this a final, absurd end to this seven-year relationship.

From that moment on, she had no further connection with Fu Huaiyan or the entire Fu family.

Jiang Yining exhaled, raised her eyes to look directly at Fu Huaiyan, her eyes as cold as ice.

"Fu Huaiyan, since you insist on protecting your sweetheart, then divorce your first wife as soon as possible."

"Doesn't the dignified CEO Fu feel disgusted, wanting to have his cake and eat it too, thus delaying his wife's happiness?"

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Song Qing wiped away his sweat, his face ashen.

This is it.

His small temple couldn't withstand the internal strife within the Fu family!

Shen Miaoyin's face suddenly turned deathly pale, and she couldn't control the panic in her eyes.

She subconsciously looked up at Fu Huaiyan as if seeking help.

She never expected that this cowardly Jiang Yining would dare to publicly break off all pretense and speak out about this matter.

Over the years, she has managed to maintain her reputation in the industry and suppress accusations of being a mistress thanks to Fu Huaiyan's favoritism.

If these words were to get out today, everything she had painstakingly built would collapse.

If she's branded as a homewrecker, how will she maintain her standing in high society?

Jiang Yining is a bitch, she's never finished with her!

Fu Huaiyan pursed his thin lips, his eyes filled with displeasure.

He was not afraid of Jiang Yining causing trouble in public.

Everyone present was cautious and no one dared to spread the Fu family's private affairs.

But if this argument were to reach the old lady's ears, it would surely make her so angry that she would have a stroke.

The coldness in Fu Huaiyan's eyes deepened.

It seems she has forgotten her own warning.

How could Jiang Yining not understand what Fu Huaiyan was thinking?

Even after all this, he still thinks she's the one who schemed against him.

That makes sense; she had already witnessed the shamelessness of the Fu family.

Jiang Yining scoffed, "Is that enough?"

Fu Huaiyan remained silent, his deep, cold eyes fixed on her.

A sense of oppression swept over me.

Upon seeing this, a sinister glint flashed across Shen Miaoyin's eyes.

Jiang Yining's move was risky, but it wasn't entirely useless.

When had Huai Yan ever lingered on her for so long before?

She will absolutely not let her succeed!

The next second, Shen Miaoyin suddenly grabbed her long hair, her voice trembling.

"Huaiyan, help... My head hurts so much... My old ailment seems to have flared up again..."

Watching her skillfully feign illness and play the victim, Jiang Yining felt utterly nauseous.

This green tea's acting skills are terrible.

Real mental patients are not like that.

Others may be blind and indulgent, but she doesn't want to tolerate it any longer.

"Stop acting, it's too fake. There's a blind person standing next to you, don't assume everyone is blind."

"When a patient with true psychological stress has an episode, they will only lose control and become disoriented. They won't be consciously pulling their head, and they won't be able to focus on observing others."