Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining hadn't recovered yet.

She trembled as she leaned against Fu Huaiyan's arm.

The wound on my back had turned white from being soaked in the pool water, and it hurt terribly with every movement.

She tried to sit up, but her arms went limp as soon as they left the ground.

The next second, Shen Miaoyin rushed over like a madwoman.

With bloodshot eyes, it lunged forward, letting out a sharp, piercing roar.

"Jiang Yining! If anything happens to my brother, I will make you pay with your life!"

She raised her hand to slap him.

But her wrist was intercepted in mid-air.

Song Yu gripped Shen Miaoyin's wrist, his face tense.

Shen Miaoyin suddenly turned her head and glared at him, tears streaming down her face.

"Brother Song Yu! My brother is lying there unconscious, can't you see him?"

"Why is everyone protecting this bitch! What kind of spell has she cast on you all...?"

"The matter has not been fully investigated, so don't jump to conclusions."

Song Yu's face turned pale at the sound of her cry, and he loosened his grip on her wrist.

"The surveillance footage is already being reviewed..."

"Investigate? What's there to investigate!"

Shen Miaoyin interrupted him in despair.

With red eyes, she held the unconscious Shen Tian tightly, her voice choked with sobs.

"My younger brother was already frail, and he came all the way to Jiangcheng for treatment, and now he's been harmed like this!"

"What am I supposed to say if my parents and cousin ask?"

This statement hits the nail on the head.

Song Yu's hand completely loosened its grip.

Jiang Yining saved his mother.

But Shen Tian was also the younger brother he had watched grow up.

Jiang Yining really wants to harm Shen Tian.

Then he...

Shen Miaoyin's eyes turned red with anger, and she turned around and lunged at Jiang Yining again.

"This isn't over! I will never let you get away with this!"

This time, as soon as the slap was raised, Fu Huaiyan took a half step back while holding Jiang Yining.

He sidestepped and blocked, causing Shen Miaoyin's hand to miss its target.

"Save lives first."

Fu Huaiyan put one arm around Jiang Yining's waist, protecting her in his arms.

The man's voice was deep and cold, neither too loud nor too soft, and carried an inherent sense of oppression.

"We'll discuss right and wrong after President Song has investigated the matter."

Shen Miaoyin froze on the spot.

She stared wide-eyed at Fu Huaiyan, her eyes momentarily glistening with tears.

"Huaiyan... even you're protecting her?"

Fu Huaiyan remained silent.

Jiang Yining leaned against Fu Huaiyan's chest, her whole body aching and weak.

The wound on my lower back is throbbing, and I can't support my body at all.

She could only tilt her head back and meet Fu Huaiyan's lowered eyes.

Water droplets slid down Fu Huaiyan's hair and dripped onto Jiang Yining's forehead.

His arms were wrapped around her back and between her knees, his chest pressed against her shoulder blades.

My heartbeat traveled through my soaked shirt.

This moment of protection made Xie Xingzhou and Lu Yunshen turn their heads to look at it.

Everyone had different gazes and their own thoughts.

Jiang Yining, at the center of the vortex, remained completely unmoved.

All that remains is disgust and loathing.

She understands Fu Huaiyan.

He's unlikely to actually defend himself.

Sure enough, Fu Huaiyan turned his head away, shifting his gaze from Jiang Yining's face.

It landed on the guests around them who were holding up their phones and crowding in.

He lowered his voice towards Song Yu.

"Let the guests leave."

Jiang Yining followed his gaze and scanned the area.

The flashes of light flickered in the corner, and someone was enthusiastically taking pictures with their phone.

Jiang Yining understood perfectly well.

He wasn't protecting her, he was protecting Shen Miaoyin!

If this scene gets out...

Shen Miaoyin's reputation was completely ruined.

From beginning to end, the only person he cared about was Shen Miaoyin!

However, none of this concerns her.

Jiang Yining braced herself against the floor and forced herself to sit up.

The pain from the injury on her back made her vision go black.

Jiang Yining forced herself to grit her teeth and stand up despite the pain.

The moment she stood up, her eyes were filled with starlight, and she almost fell over.

Fu Huaiyan frowned and reached out to help.

Jiang Yining dodged it by stepping to the side.

At this moment, staff rushed over with the surveillance footage.

"Mr. Song, the surveillance footage has been retrieved."

The surveillance angles were tricky and bizarre.

I can't see people's faces clearly.

All that can be seen is that Jiang Yining's hand is reaching towards Shen Tian.

Shen Tian's backward movement was almost synchronized with the position of that hand.

It looked as if Jiang Yining had pushed Shen Tian into the swimming pool.

The surveillance cameras stopped, and the atmosphere in the room plummeted to freezing point.

A deathly silence spread.

Xie Xingzhou's face was gloomy, and every word he spoke was laced with sarcasm.

"Jiang Yining, what else is there to say?"

"As a psychologist, how could you be so vicious that you wouldn't even spare a sick and weak child?"

Lu Yun Shen added a cool remark.

"Regardless of the cause and effect, it is morally reprehensible to lay a hand on a minor."

Song Yu remained silent.

He looked up at Jiang Yining, his eyes a few degrees colder than before.

Jiang Yining knew that no one believed her.

"I didn't push him."

Jiang Yining was soaked to the bone, and her lips were pale.

Standing under the lights, he was like a string stretched to its limit.

But his back was ramrod straight.

"The evidence is right in front of you, and you still dare to argue!"

Shen Miaoyin roared, her eyes bloodshot.

"What kind of evidence is this?"

Jiang Yining's eyes were sharp, and her words were firm and resounding.

"Such a large banquet at the Song family's house should be under surveillance without any blind spots."

"Why are the surveillance cameras being shown at such tricky angles? For such a large banquet, can't they afford a few more security cameras?"

"I, Jiang Yining, do not accept charges that have been fabricated against me!"

Shen Miaoyin was furious.

Before he could even get angry, the doctor suddenly shouted.

"Oh no! Young Master Shen's condition is critical!"

Everyone turned their heads abruptly.

Shen Tian's face turned even paler on the stretcher.

The lips turned from bluish-purple to grayish-white.

He curled his fingers and twitched them twice.

There was no further movement.

Song Yu's face darkened, and he immediately ordered the person to be carried upstairs.

Then he turned around and raised his voice to the guests in the hall.

"This concludes tonight's banquet. I apologize, everyone. Please return home."

After speaking, Song Yu turned back to look at Jiang Yining, his tone somewhat complicated.

"Dr. Jiang, there are empty guest rooms and medical staff upstairs. You should go up and rest too, and don't hurt yourself."

Jiang Yining did not refuse.

She knew she couldn't leave now.

Shen Tian hadn't woken up, and her departure at this critical juncture made things even more complicated.

Besides, her injury can't be delayed any longer.

Jiang Yining dragged her heavy steps upstairs.

All the medical staff gathered in front of Shen Tianfang's room.

No one paid any attention to her.

Jiang Yining didn't pay any attention and went into the guest room.

She took off her soaked dress and coat and dried herself with a bath towel.

The injury on my back swelled up after being soaked in the pool water.

After quickly tidying herself up, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, I was overwhelmed by fatigue but couldn't fall asleep.

Jiang Yining felt pain in every bone in her body.

A burning sensation surged from within her body, and she couldn't relieve it even after turning over twice.

My head is getting heavier and heavier.

She didn't have the energy to cause any more trouble.

Jiang Yining woke up thirsty in the middle of the night.

My throat is so dry it feels like it's on fire.

My eyelids are so heavy I can't open them.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

She groggily reached for the water glass on the bedside table.

My fingertips touched the rim of the cup, but I couldn't hold it no matter what I did.

Just then, a hand reached out from the side and steadily supported Jiang Yining's hand.

The water glass was picked up by that hand.

The rim of the cup touched her chapped lips, and warm water flowed down her chin.

Jiang Yining swallowed two mouthfuls.

In a daze, Jiang Yining struggled to lift her eyelids.

The overhead lights were already off.

Only one nightlight was on by the bedside.

Her goals are gradually becoming clearer.

Penetrating the hazy light and shadow.

They could see the person's appearance clearly.

It's Fu Huaiyan again!