Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining sneered inwardly.

Fu Huaiyan, of course, had to explain.

The old lady's people saw him and Shen Miaoyin come out of the guest room one after the other.

One had a wet shirt, the other was wrapped in a bathrobe.

He didn't try to smooth things over.

The old lady is so angry she'll end up in the hospital tonight.

At this moment, Fu Huaiyan remembered the old lady.

When he brought Shen Miaoyin home, he never thought about it.

He was confident that some things wouldn't reach the old lady's ears.

But you can't go too far!

In the end, it always resulted in her being sacrificed!

Trample her dignity to the ground!

Fu Huaiyan treated her like a fool from beginning to end.

They wantonly trampled on her dignity.

Use the most subtle methods to force her to compromise.

Jiang Yining felt increasingly disgusted.

She didn't want to stay there for another second and turned to leave.

My arm was grabbed.

Shen Miaoyin had caught up with her at some point, and grabbed her wrist with one hand, her nails digging into her flesh with such force.

Her face changed to a tearful expression.

"Miss Jiang, please don't misunderstand. Huai Yan and I are truly innocent; nothing has happened between us."

"Don't let my argument with him affect your relationship..."

As he spoke, his fingernails dug even deeper into the flesh of her wrist.

A sharp pain came.

Jiang Yining looked down at the hand and smiled.

Since she wants to play, let's give it a try!

Jiang Yining suddenly swung her arm, and Shen Miaoyin staggered two steps before regaining her balance.

Before I could even look up, a slap came flying at me.

A crisp snap.

The air in the entire corridor was frozen.

Shen Miaoyin covered her face and stared wide-eyed as a handprint quickly swelled up on one side of her cheek.

It was both red and glaring.

Her lips trembled slightly, and disbelief surged in her eyes.

Then came a surge of sinister ruthlessness.

You bitch, you're asking for it!

All the servants fell silent instantly, bowing their heads and holding their breath.

A chilling pressure swept over us from behind.

Jiang Yining knew who it was without even turning around.

She felt that gaze fixed on her back.

It felt like a blade gliding along the spine.

She didn't dodge, nor did she turn her head.

Jiang Yining looked down at Shen Miaoyin, his tone cold and sharp.

"Shen Miaoyin, let me remind you, I am the rightful mistress of this house."

"Today, Fu Huaiyan personally begged me to come back. You, a mistress, took a bath in my house, wearing my husband's bathrobe, and were in the same room with him, disheveled."

"Hitting you is the least of my worries."

Shen Miaoyin covered her face, the malice in her eyes almost overflowing.

But she had no choice but to swallow that murderous intent.

She changed to a pitiful look, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked up at Jiang Yining's back.

She refused to believe that Fu Huaiyan wouldn't help her get revenge.

Jiang Yining saw it and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"Oh, trying to get your lover back again?"

Jiang Yining scoffed, her lips curving into a cold smile.

"You clearly did something wrong, but you're starting to act all wronged now?"

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."

"Go ahead and complain if you want, but I don't know if your lover dares to stand up for you under Grandma's nose."

The air temperature dropped by eight degrees Celsius in an instant.

It was freezing cold.

The gaze from behind grew heavier and more intense, like a block of ice pressing down on the back of my neck.

Shen Miaoyin was somewhat stunned, a sinister smile creeping onto her lips.

Using an old woman to threaten Fu Huaiyan is the stupidest thing to do!

Jiang Yining didn't care what they thought at all.

She didn't need to give him any face since he was humiliating her like this!

Too lazy to waste words, she turned to leave.

But she didn't expect that Shen Miaoyin had no intention of letting her go.

She pounced on me from behind.

This time, he aimed for her back, raising his hand as if to pull her up.

But the angle was tricky; the fingernails went straight for the back of her neck.

Jiang Yining suddenly stepped aside, her anger rising to her head.

One slap wasn't enough, was it?

Then she'll grant her wish!

Jiang Yining raised her hand to gather strength, then slapped down again.

The force was even greater than before, creating a whooshing sound.

But the next moment, a tall figure suddenly cut in.

The crisp sound of a slap echoed down the corridor once again.

Jiang Yining's slaps landed squarely on Fu Huaiyan's cold, handsome profile.

Fu Huaiyan's head was slightly turned to the side by the blow.

Half of her cheek quickly flushed red.

A clear finger mark appeared on his cheekbone.

He stood still, without moving an inch, only his jawline tightened slightly.

Shen Miaoyin panicked and screamed.

"Jiang Yining, you've gone mad!"

She lunged forward and covered Fu Huaiyan's face with her hands, then turned and roared at Jiang Yining.

"It's one thing to be angry with me, but why did you have to hit Huaiyan?"

Jiang Yining stood upright, her hand still slightly numb from hitting someone.

He clenched his fists and held them at his sides without backing down. He raised his chin slightly and looked directly into Fu Huaiyan's eyes.

Shouldn't she clap her hands and applaud their touching love story?

Fu Huaiyan was also looking at her.

The entire corridor was deathly silent; even breathing could be heard clearly.

The lights in the corridor were blindingly bright.

Jiang Yining noticed that the redness and swelling on half of Fu Huaiyan's cheek became increasingly obvious under the light.

She couldn't quite describe what emotions she should be experiencing.

All she knew was the moment when Fu Huaiyan shielded Shen Miaoyin from a slap.

Her body trembled.

Fu Huaiyan's dark eyes stared intently at her, like a bottomless well.

Jiang Yining stood by the well and looked down.

But I can't see through anything.

After a long pause, Fu Huaiyan parted his thin lips slightly.

"Is this enough?"

Jiang Yining clenched her fists even tighter.

Her fingernails dug into the flesh of her palm, the pain making her almost tremble.

She was the one who was humiliated!

But in his mouth, he became a villain who caused trouble at will.

I suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Just then, hurried footsteps approached.

Fu Jiayu jogged over.

He was wearing pajamas, his hair was messy, and he stood at the entrance of the corridor rubbing his eyes and yawning.

Then he saw the redness and swelling on Fu Huaiyan's face.

Then I saw Shen Miaoyin covering her face and crying.

He stood there, stunned.

Fu Jiayu's eyes widened instantly, and he questioned loudly.

"Daddy, Aunt Yinyin, what happened? Who dared to hit you at home!"

Shen Miaoyin immediately suppressed her anger, squatted down and patted his head, her voice soft and aggrieved.

"It's nothing, Jiayu. It was just a small misunderstanding between Miss Jiang and me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jiayu turned his head sharply, his gaze fixed on Jiang Yining.

His eyes reddened, and his voice rose.

"Mom, is it so hard for me to want peace and harmony in this family?"

"In the end, you didn't come home because you wanted to see our family improve."

He took a couple of breaths, then took another step forward, tilting his head back and stiffening his neck, his voice lowered and trembling with tears.

"Mom, I'll be good, I'll stay with you, please don't be angry anymore, okay? Please don't hit me anymore, okay..."

Jiang Yining looked down at him.

A thousand grievances were stuck in my chest.

She wanted to say it wasn't her fault.

She wanted to say that she hit someone because the other person bullied her first.

But in the end, it all fell into complete silence.

Jiang Yining looked up and asked softly.

"Could you ask your father to stop forcing me to come back to this house?"

Fu Jiayu couldn't understand the undercurrents between the adults.

He just felt that his mother was too stubborn.

He subconsciously turned to look at Fu Huaiyan for help.

Fu Huaiyan's deep eyes fell heavily on Jiang Yining.

Just as he was about to speak, the chandelier on the ceiling above him suddenly shook violently.

The screws were loose, making a dangerous creaking sound.

Shen Miaoyin screamed in fright and instinctively shrank back.

Jiang Yining's heart tightened, and she suddenly looked up.

The lamp swayed slightly.

There is a risk of falling at any time.

Jiang Yining's first reaction was to rush towards Fu Jiayu.

The son's seat is directly below the chandelier.

No matter how much she hated this family, she couldn't let a child get into trouble under her nose.

But just as she rushed over to hug Fu Jiayu, a ruthless glint flashed in Shen Miaoyin's eyes.

Taking advantage of the chaos, she suddenly grabbed Jiang Yining and forcefully pulled her directly under the chandelier.

Jiang Yining's eyes darkened; it was too late to escape.

She protected her head, trying to minimize the damage.

The next moment, a brute force shoved her hard.

Jiang Yining staggered to the side, her back hitting an antique vase against the wall.

A crisp snapping sound.

The porcelain bottle was smashed.

The shards pierced her back, causing a flash of white light before her eyes from the pain.

My back was soaked with cold sweat.

The chandelier crashed down in front of her with a loud bang.

The shattered crystals scattered all over the ground, and the flying glass shards hit Jiang Yining's calf, cutting a gash.

Jiang Yining was in so much pain that her face turned pale. She forced herself to get up and instinctively looked up, wanting to ask about her son's condition.

Fu Huaiyan knelt on the ground, blocking Shen Miaoyin's way.

Fu Jiayu squatted down next to the two people, raising his hands above his head to shield himself, and turned his head to check if Shen Miaoyin was injured.

The glass shards reflected tiny specks of light under the lamp.

It stings my eyes!