Regretful Beijing Marriage

After he finished speaking, the Fu family hall fell into a deathly silence.

All eyes were fixed on Jiang Yining.

The old lady sitting in the main seat suddenly turned cold and stern.

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, staring directly at Jiang Yining, making it hard for him to breathe.

"In this house, even if you're angry, you have no right to vent it in public!"

The relatives in the room whispered among themselves.

Jiang Yining knew that in their eyes, it was a great blessing for her to marry into the Fu family.

She was already used to such looks, and felt no emotion whatsoever.

Throughout the entire process, Fu Huaiyan remained silent.

He was indifferent to everything about her.

Jiang Yining straightened her back, facing everyone's gaze, and spoke again.

"Since it's a marital obligation, then it's not my turn to have children."

One sentence silenced the entire room.

Everyone understood what was meant.

Fu's mother, Zhou Jin, was furious on the spot.

She slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily.

"Jiang Yining! This isn't a place for you to act recklessly at a family dinner!"

The old lady slowly got up, leaning on her cane, her gaze fixed intently on Jiang Yining.

"Jiang Yining, you chose this path yourself."

"Once you enter the Fu family, you must abide by the Fu family's rules."

After saying that, she gave instructions to the housekeeper, Zhang Ma.

"Take the whip."

Everyone's expression changed, and they lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Everyone knew that the old lady was completely enraged.

The last time he got angry was when Fu Huaiyan refused to get married.

Zhang Ma didn't dare to delay and quickly brought over a thin whip.

"Disobedient family members should be dealt with according to family rules."

The old woman gripped the whip, her voice cold and ruthless.

"Jiang Yining, kneel down."

The entire room erupted in uproar, and no one dared to utter a sound to stop it.

Fu Chengxuan's face turned pale, and he shrank his neck.

"Grandma, don't be angry, why did you have to resort to family discipline!"

Fu Jiayu was also terrified.

His face was pale, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Grandma, don't hit Mommy! I'm scared!"

Jiang Yining looked down at her somewhat flustered son, a pang of sadness washing over her.

But things quickly returned to calm.

She didn't struggle; she simply knelt down in front of the old woman.

"Grandma, I am willing to accept the family rules as a way of repaying the Fu family for their kindness to me over the years."

She and Fu Huaiyan were classmates at the same school.

Back then, he was a legend that was unattainable for the entire school.

She was born into an ordinary family, and she and he were like two parallel lines that never intersected.

If Fu Huaiyan hadn't been drugged at that dance, they might never have crossed paths in their lives.

At that time, she was deeply involved in a campus scandal, and her mother was seriously ill, and she almost couldn't hold on.

It was the old lady who stepped in and quelled the rumors for her.

At the same time, the best hospital was arranged to treat her mother.

She had to repay this kindness.

Seven years have passed now, that's enough.

The old lady's face was cold as she looked at Jiang Yining kneeling on the ground, showing no mercy whatsoever.

He raised his hand and cracked the whip, about to strike her back.

Fu Jiayu was so frightened that he immediately covered his eyes and sobbed softly.

Even Fu Chengxuan turned his face away, not daring to look at him for long.

Once the Fu family's whip falls, the person will be bedridden for at least half a month.

Jiang Yining remained unmoved and waited quietly.

The expected pain simply didn't come.

She looked up and met Fu Huaiyan's deep black eyes.

The man's tall figure stood behind her, his large, well-defined hand firmly gripping the whip, leaving a red welt.

Immediately afterwards, his clear, cool voice rang out.

"Grandma, I made you angry, so you should punish me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he straightened his knees and knelt down beside Jiang Yining in front of everyone.

Jiang Yining was startled and subconsciously glanced to the side.

This time, however, she felt no emotion whatsoever.

In the first few years of their marriage, although Fu Huaiyan was cold-hearted, he never mistreated her materially.

She naively believed that he at least didn't dislike her.

Until the second year after their marriage.

She couldn't resist, so she got up early and personally prepared lunch to deliver to the Fu Group.

She overheard the whispers of the employees near the elevator.

"I really don't know what methods Jiang Yining used to bewitch the old lady and force President Fu to compromise."

"You have no idea, back then, in order not to marry her, President Fu endured three lashes from the old lady, but he just wouldn't give in."

At that moment, she could barely hold the lunchbox in her hand.

In the end, she never saw Fu Huaiyan.

It was his assistant, Qin Yi, who subtly stopped her and advised her not to send him any more gifts.

Jiang Yining understood instantly.

He didn't want her in his world.

When he got home in the evening, he turned off the lights as usual during his routine.

She was shy before and never thought of anything else.

That one day, however, she was unwilling to give up and turned on the light directly.

When the lights came on, she could clearly see three whip marks on his back, still bearing the marks.

Fu Huaiyan frowned.

"I don't like having the lights on."

He rolled out of bed and went straight out the door.

That's when she started thinking about divorce.

But it still dragged on until now.

"Are you two trying to drive me crazy?!"

My thoughts returned.

Jiang Yining looked away, her eyes now filled with indifference.

"There's no need for that, Mr. Fu."

Fu Huaiyan frowned, glanced at her sideways, and spoke with obvious impatience.

"Jiang Yining, don't try to get my attention like this."

My heart feels cold and piercing.

Although I understood it a long time ago.

But Jiang Yining's heart was still hurt.

But none of that matters now.

Jiang Yining let out a breath and was about to speak when Fu Jiayu, who had run over, grabbed her.

"Mom, can't you be a little more obedient? Why do you always have to make everyone so unhappy?"

"Aunt Yinyin would never be like you..."

He stopped talking halfway through, seemingly realizing his mistake.

But everyone knew the unspoken meaning.

Jiang Yining looked at her son quietly, her heart filled with desolation.

Yes, she really failed miserably.

Her husband doesn't love her, and her son isn't close to her.

After seven years of marriage, she had nothing.

The old lady snorted coldly and walked upstairs with her cane.

"Jiang Yining, come back to the study with me."

Jiang Yining got up, ready to follow.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist.

Fu Huaiyan's palm was slightly cool, and his grip was very tight.

He lowered his voice, his tone warning.

"Jiang Yining, know when to stop."

Jiang Yining withdrew her wrist and brushed past him.

"No more."

There will be no "after".

The study door closed.

Jiang Yining got straight to the point.

"Grandma, I want to divorce Fu Huaiyan. I hope you will grant my request."

"I know the Fu family..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old lady in a fit of rage.

"Jiang Yining, I made that clear to you back then."

"The moment you step into the Fu family's gate, there is no turning back."

"In our Fu family, there are only widows, no divorces."