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

Yang Chaoyang hurriedly pulled off his vest, covered his chest with it, and ran towards his room.

He ran while frowning.

Why is Sun Qian here again?

The last time he was exercising in the yard, she came over and touched his arm, saying something like "It's really hard."

Looking at her eyes, it was as if she wanted to devour him.

Just like that female demon in Journey to the West.

Thinking about these things made Yang Chaoyang feel uncomfortable all over.

"Huh—"

He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms vigorously.

Could she like me?

Are you kidding me?

He still remembered the time when Sun Qian wet her pants while playing at his house when she was little!

And when she was little, she was always dressed in dirty clothes, with two big snot tubes hanging from her nose.

Besides, he already has someone he likes.

It's a pity she got married, and to her own sister's boyfriend no less.

So annoying!

The thought of Lu Jingshen irritated him; he knew he had to beat him up someday.

Yang Chaoyang plopped down in a chair, straining his ears to listen to the sounds outside.

Why aren't you leaving yet? He's waiting to go out and take a shower!

Looking at Yang Chaoyang's flustered appearance, Wu Meijuan said helplessly, "Sigh, so reckless."

Sun Qian kept watching Yang Chaoyang's back until the door closed.

She used to think Yang Chaoyang was just a little kid, but in the blink of an eye, he's grown into a big man and his body has become so strong.

Yang Xinyue frowned. Sun Qian could be her good friend.

Being a brother-in-law is out of the question—

She is not worthy of the rising sun.

After finishing her meal, Sun Qian sat and talked for a while longer. It was almost dark when she finally got up and went home.

Yang Xinyue escorted her to the gate of the courtyard.

She lowered her voice and asked, "You don't actually like my brother, do you?"

"What are you talking about? In my eyes, he's like my own younger brother," Sun Qian said with a smile.

She knew that the Yang family members were arrogant and would definitely look down on her status.

We can't admit it yet; we'll talk about it after we take down Yang Chaoyang.

"Oh—that's good. I don't want to become your sister-in-law," Yang Xinyue said, frowning.

Sun Qian chuckled. But in her heart she thought: "Sister-in-law, huh? When they expose your scandalous affair with Lu Jingshen, let's see what you have left to be so arrogant about."

But right now, we still need to get things going between her and Lu Jingshen as soon as possible.

Sun Qian leaned closer to Yang Xinyue, pulled off the silk scarf around her neck, revealing three scratch marks.

"Who arrested him?" Yang Xinyue asked hurriedly.

"It's all that Shen Tang's fault, she instigated me to fight with the sales clerk," Sun Qian said angrily. "Once we get into the training program, we'll teach her a lesson. Ideally, we'll prevent her from joining the performing arts troupe."

Yang Xinyue's gaze also turned cold.

Recently, Shen Tang has somehow managed to make Lu Jingshen start to take a liking to her.

I absolutely cannot lose to her.

She wanted to show Lu Jingshen who was truly the woman who deserved him most.

After seeing Sun Qian off, Yang Xinyue went back to her room and started packing the things she needed to take to the training class.

Yang Chaoyang also quickly ran out to take a shower.

Not long after, Yang Aimin returned.

He glanced at Yang Chaoyang, who was taking a shower in the courtyard:

"You brat, you finally decided to come back."

"Dad, I want to go to police academy."

Yang Chaoyang quickly put down the bucket of water he was holding and called out.

"We'll talk about it after you pass the exam."

Yang Aimin strode into the house, his mind still preoccupied with his daughter.

He was relieved to hear from Wu Meijuan that Yang Xinyue had already eaten.

Yang Aimin knocked on the door and entered Yang Xinyue's room.

Yang Xinyue didn't look at him; her face remained cold.

Yang Aimin sat down in the chair and slowly said:

"Your mom said you're going to a training class tomorrow. You've never been away from home before, so if you don't feel comfortable, come back..."

"Do you think I'm good for nothing?" Yang Xinyue looked up at him.

Yang Aimin was taken aback. Her obedient and well-behaved daughter had grown angular features.

"How could that be? My daughter is the best," he said with a smile.

I don't want to talk to you.

Yang Xinyue lowered her head and continued tidying up the clothes.

From childhood to adulthood, whatever she wanted, they would deliver it directly to her.

They were afraid she would get hurt, afraid she would fall, afraid she would be bullied by others, but they never thought that she also wanted to get something on her own.

She also wanted to prove that she wasn't a useless person who needed everything done for her!

The only thing they did right was to have a teacher teach her dance and singing, which is why she was able to pass the preliminary selection for the performing arts troupe.

Back then, it was Sun Qian who kept encouraging her and practicing with her that helped her persevere.

She was very happy that both of them passed the preliminary selection.

Yang Aimin stood up helplessly: "Then you should rest well. I'll take you there tomorrow morning."

Yang Aimin gently closed the door, and Yang Xinyue glanced back at it.

She didn't want to talk to her father like that, but why couldn't they understand her?

She likes Lu Jingshen.

Yang Xinyue looked up at the full moon in the sky, wondering how Lu Jingshen was doing now.

Does your injury still hurt?

In a dark room in the family compound, Lu Jingshen lay stiffly on the bed.

His mind was filled with the image of Shen Tang wearing a floral dress, standing in front of Huo Xiuyuan.

She swayed her skirt, her eyes smiling, and she rocked her hips in front of him...

You bitch!

Lu Jingshen clenched his fist and slammed it against the bed.

"Want a divorce? No way!"

Lu Jingshen's eyes were icy cold. The marriage certificate was fake; if she really joined the performing arts troupe, there was nothing he could do.

He needed to make things irreversible before she joined the performing arts troupe, so that she would become worthless secondhand goods and wouldn't divorce him.

When she's crying and begging me not to leave her, I'll just pin a crime on her and kick her out!

It can only be that he doesn't want her; when did it become her place to make the decisions?

The next day, those who passed the preliminary selection arrived one after another at the training compound of the cultural troupe.

Shen Tang helped carry luggage and arrange dormitory accommodations, and quickly became one of the group members.

Yang Aimin's car drove straight into the gate, and Sun Qian jumped out of the car arrogantly, turned around and opened the passenger door.

Yang Xinyue stepped out of the car like a princess, wearing a pure white dress and a pair of small leather shoes.

"Wow—Yang Xinyue is so beautiful!" someone exclaimed.

"If I dressed like that, I wouldn't be any worse than her," a burly girl said defiantly.

"Tch~ Stop being so vain. Look at her, so fair-skinned, beautiful, and pitiful. You look like Li Kui compared to her."

The burly girl rolled her eyes. "If you ask me, Shen Tang is the prettiest. She's warm, generous, and kind-hearted."

Everyone agreed.

As Yang Xinyue listened, she secretly tightened her grip on her hands.

Huo Xiuyuan and Ge Aihua were standing at the door to greet the team members. Yang Aimin strode over and warmly extended his hand.

"I am Yang Xinyue's father, my name is Yang Aimin. My daughter Xinyue is a bit delicate, please take good care of her."

Huo Xiuyuan glanced at him and said calmly, "We will treat everyone equally."

Yang Aimin's smile froze on his face.