She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

Yang Xinyue's heart leaped into her throat. She grabbed Lu Jingshen's arm, her voice trembling with tears:

"Someone's coming! What should we do?"

Lu Jingshen's heart also jumped.

If he gets caught having an affair with Yang Xinyue here, he's finished.

Forget about being recognized as an advanced worker at the end of the month; I'll probably get fired from the garment factory.

His mind raced. If all else failed, he would have to shift the blame onto Yang Xinyue and say that she had seduced him.

She was the one who seduced him; if she hadn't followed suit, none of this would have happened.

Moreover, I just told her to leave, but she insisted on staying.

"Who's inside?!"

The person outside pushed the door again, their voice turning cold and stern.

Yang Xinyue frowned. Why did that voice sound so familiar?

"......dad?"

She tentatively looked at the mouth and asked.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, then the door was kicked open!

Yang Xinyue's father, Yang Aimin, stood at the door, his eyes wide with anger, like a furious lion.

He clenched his fist and said to Yang Xinyue:

"go out!"

Yang Aimin doted on his daughter Yang Xinyue, giving her the best of everything and indulging her every whim.

Yang Xinyue was also well-behaved and sensible, never causing anyone any worry. The only exception was when it came to finding a partner; she was fixated on Lu Jingshen, who was already married!

So many outstanding young men, yet she couldn't find a single one to her liking. Yang Aimin and his wife Wu Meijuan tried their best to persuade her, but to no avail. Yang Xinyue even threatened to elope with Lu Jingshen.

Yang Aimin was afraid that if he pushed her too far, Yang Xinyue would really run away with Lu Jingshen, so he had no choice but to give up.

I just hope Lu Jingshen will get a divorce as soon as possible, marry Yang Xinyue, and treat him well.

But what are they doing now? Having an affair in the storage room!

Yang Aimin pulled Yang Xinyue out and went inside to hit Lu Jingshen, but Yang Xinyue held him back tightly.

"Dad—don't hit him."

Lu Jingshen, startled, leaned tightly against the shelf and explained:

"I...we didn't do anything..."

"Didn't you do anything? Did you even consider my daughter's reputation? If you truly cared for her, would you have brought her to a place like this? I was the one who caught us today, but what if it were someone else?!"

Yang Aimin was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged, wishing he could tear Lu Jingshen apart immediately.

"Let go!" Yang Aimin pushed Yang Xinyue out of the storage room.

He swung his fist and smashed it into Lu Jingshen's face. Lu Jingshen was knocked over by the punch and scrambled to his feet.

Yang Aimin grabbed his collar and punched him again, causing blood to gushed from Lu Jingshen's nose.

"Ah—it's bleeding, Dad—stop hitting me—"

Yang Xinyue was heartbroken and stamped her feet, crying anxiously.

Yang Aimin didn't care about anything else. He kept punching Lu Jingshen in the face. He had wanted to beat him up for a long time.

It's been two years, and this guy keeps saying he'll get a divorce, but he hasn't actually done it yet.

In the past, no matter what, my daughter would be happy if she was coaxed. Recently, she often cries in her room in the middle of the night, and her eyes are swollen like peaches when she wakes up in the morning.

Has Lu Jingshen had enough fun and wants to let go? No way! If he doesn't pay the price, he won't know how tough Yang Aimin's fists are, and his daughter is not someone to be bullied easily!

"Stop hitting me, or I'll kill myself!"

Yang Xinyue held a long, sharp cone in her hand, aiming it at her own neck.

Yang Aimin's fist stopped in mid-air and slammed hard into the bag of waste next to him.

He stood up, pointed at Lu Jingshen, and warned:

"Don't be stupid."

Yang Aimin turned around, grabbed Yang Xinyue, and walked out.

The workers have all gone to eat and take a lunch break. When they come back and see this scene, they won't be able to explain it even if they have ten mouths.

Yang Xinyue's face was covered in tears, and she kept turning back to look at Lu Jingshen.

Yang Aimin grabbed his arm and dragged him away.

It took Lu Jingshen a long time to recover before he finally got up from the ground.

"Pooh!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

That old bastard Yang Aimin really went all out.

Their relationship was consensual; it was none of his business.

Yang Xinyue's expression just now showed she was enjoying it even more than he was!

Do they really think their daughter is some kind of chaste and virtuous woman?

Lu Jingshen limped out of the storage room. He needed to hurry home before the workers arrived, lest someone see him and start spreading rumors.

He quickly washed his face and headed towards the gate, where he bumped into worker Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang looked at him in shock: "Technician Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"The shelf in the storage room collapsed and I got trapped inside. Please help me get a few days off; I'm going home now."

Lu Jingshen said.

Xiao Wang said admiringly, "Technician Lu, you are truly dedicated to the factory, sacrificing your lunch break to work at the factory."

Lu Jingshen waved his hand and walked forward.

He was in excruciating pain all over his body, and his face was swollen.

Some dark thoughts surfaced in his mind—

Isn't Yang Aimin the beloved Yang Xinyue?

But he insisted on dragging her into the mud and trampling her underfoot.

What makes him so noble? We're all human, but every time he sees him, it's like seeing a fly.

If it weren't for his interest in the position of factory manager, he wouldn't bother currying favor with him!

As for Yang Xinyue, she was merely a ladder for him to climb higher.

With money, what kind of woman can't he get?

Not to mention Yang Xinyue, even Shen Tang would have to obediently crawl over.

Training dormitory for the performing arts troupe.

Shen Tang was practicing dance with Ge Aihua in the dance studio.

To avoid giving herself away, she deliberately acted a bit clumsy.

Even so, Ge Aihua couldn't help but keep praising her talent.

Only Shen Tang herself knew where her talent came from.

When she first joined the girl group, she was the least intelligent.

She was selected purely because she is pretty.

She lacks flexibility, strength, and even rhythm.

She makes frequent mistakes during group dances.

The group members looked down on her, mocked her, and even ostracized her.

She hid in the bathroom and cried for a long time, even considering leaving the group.

But the contract had already been signed, and if she withdrew halfway, she would have to pay a huge penalty, which would be an astronomical figure for her.

She wiped away her tears, gritted her teeth, and practiced with all her might.

If others can do it, why can't she?

While others rest, she practices; while others sleep, she practices; while others play, she practices.

Finally, she was able to keep up with the rhythm.

Finally, she stood in the center position of the girl group.

After the girl group disbanded, she relied on the same tenacity to make a name for herself in the film and television industry.

— She is known as the "Desperate Saburo".

"Okay, let's take a break!"

Ge Aihua's words pulled Shen Tang out of her memories.

She stopped, picked up a towel, and wiped her sweat.

Huo Xiuyuan watched from afar through the window.

He always felt that this woman was a bit strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with her.

Shen Tang and Ge Aihua walked out of the dance studio, wiping their sweat.

"It would be great to have a spa treatment to relax," Shen Tang said casually.

What is a SPA?

Huo Xiuyuan looked at her with a dark expression.

Shen Tang's heart skipped a beat; oh no, she had let something slip.