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nSong family mansion in Yuncheng…

nThe bodyguards dressed in black entered one after another and instantly occupied the entrance of the living room. They were all wearing the same uniform and were tall and muscular. They were like black clouds pressing down on a city, and the atmosphere instantly became cold.

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nAlong with the crisp sound of high heels, Qiao Aiyun slowly walked into the living room.

n“Why are you here?” Song Jingren blurted out, his eyelids twitching violently.

n“This is my house. Can’t I come back?” Qiao Aiyun reached out to undo the woolen jacket that she was wearing. Inside was a long black gown with a straight collar. It was thick and elegant. Her tied-up hair swayed slightly as her gaze swept across the two people on the stage quietly.

nHer gaze was full of disdain and contempt.

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nSong Fengwan followed closely behind her. She was wearing a pale blue gown without any embellishments, but she was still very eye-catching.

nShe looked so stunning and charming that she would be able to mesmerize cities.

nAnd this description of her was true.

nHer pale blue gown was simple yet elegant, and her phoenix eyes were clear and bright. She possessed the innocence of a young woman not well versed in worldly affairs and also had a gorgeous charm.

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nWhen everyone compared her to the person on the stage who wanted to gather all of the ambitious, bright colors onto one body, the difference was obvious.

n“Indeed, the fake can never be real. Even if a wild pheasant is covered in jade, it can’t become a phoenix.”

n“She’s just standing there, but there is already no room for comparison of their auras. I wonder what Fu Yuxiu is thinking.”

n“He’s probably eaten too many delicacies, so he wanted to eat wild vegetables to make himself feel what it’s like to suffer.”

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nThe living room was only so big. Every whisper of the people below the stage reached the people on the stage. Jiang Fengya subconsciously reached out her hand to cover the bracelet on her wrist.

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nShe just wanted to show everyone how pampered she was and how many good things she could own. She had never thought that…

nShe stared at Song Fengwan, who was not far away, and her gaze was full of hatred.

nEven though the two of them were now standing in different positions, Song Fengwan was still neither servile nor overbearing, neither surprised nor afraid.

nOn the other hand, Jiang Fengya knew that the two of them were definitely here to cause trouble. Coupled with the looks of disdain from the crowd, she was already starting to panic in her heart and had fear written all over her face. Her face turned pale, and her body was trembling slightly.

nSong Jingren wasn’t confident, but he still smiled and said, “What are you saying? I’m just thinking that the servants don’t really know how to do their jobs. Why are you still standing there? Go show Madam and Miss in.”

nThe servants at the side hesitated.

nHe was really dragging innocent bystanders into the crossfire. They had no idea what to do. So, should we show them in or not?

nQiao Aiyun walked straight onto the stage. Dressed in black, she looked elegant and poised. When Song Jingren saw this, his heart jumped.

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nSong Fengwan followed closely behind, quiet and obedient.

n“Aiyun, I called you to ask you to come back. But you said you wanted to stay in Beijing to accompany Wanwan while she’s studying. You should have told me in advance so that I could have picked you up.” Song Jingren immediately put on a hypocritical expression and went to bring her up the stage.

nThe two of them had always been a model couple who treated each other with respect in front of others.

n“Look at your hands. They’re red from the cold.” Song Jingren had already stepped forward to hold her hand. “What are you waiting for? Get Madam some ginger tea to warm her stomach.”

nWhen the two of them were closer to each other, Song Jingren finally said in a hoarse voice, “Aiyun, tonight is very important to me. After tonight, I’ll do whatever you want.”

nQiao Aiyun sneered.

n“Madam, here is some ginger tea. It’s freshly brewed and still very hot.” A servant swiftly brought over a cup of ginger tea.

n“Aiyun, quickly drink some.” Song Jingren was afraid that Qiao Aiyun would do something. He kept holding her hand as a warning while he took the teacup with his other hand and smiled gently.

n“Song Jingren, the cup is very hot. Hold it carefully.” Qiao Aiyun curled her lips up coldly.

n“Does this mean you’re willing…”

nBefore Song Jingren could finish speaking, Qiao Aiyun raised her empty hand and swung it.

n… And a loud slap resounded.

nIt was crisp and clear.

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nEveryone gasped. Without waiting for them to react, Qiao Aiyun took out her other hand that he held and gave him another slap.

n“Song Jingren, are you sober now?” She gritted her teeth. She had exerted too much force, so her wrists went numb.

nSong Jingren was utterly stupefied. The ginger tea in his hand spilled and splashed all over his hand.

n“Qiao Aiyun, you…” He raised his head and was met with another solid blow. Song Jingren’s lips cracked, showing how strong the slap was.

n“People say that some women who lead the life of a whore still want others to know about their chastity1. You’re no better than them!” Her words were harsh but exceptionally firm.

nThe crowd burst into a commotion.

nActually, many prestigious families were not as glamorous as they appeared to be on the surface. But they naturally wouldn’t openly display their dirty deeds in public. There were quite a number of men who were promiscuous outside, but most wives would just smile and say that they were merely rumors when asked.

nMany aristocratic ladies secretly praised Qiao Aiyun’s slaps. It was so satisfying.

n“Qiao Aiyun, you’re crazy!” Song Jingren was a proud man. He was slapped in public, and his face was burning with pain. He felt humiliated.

n“Dad, how are you…” Jiang Fengya finally reacted and rushed over to protect him.

nQiao Aiyun snatched the cup from Song Jingren’s hand and splashed the cup of ginger tea at them.

nIt was hot and spicy, causing Song Jingren’s eyes to be in pain.

n“Qiao Aiyun!” Song Jingren was really exasperated.

n“Am I crazy, or are you shameless? You cheated on me first and betrayed me after! Now, you still want to filiate her legitimately?!

n“I’ve been holding back because of our past relationship. After all, we’ve been married for so many years. Wanwan is in her senior year of high school, and I didn’t want to affect her studies. I gave in time and time again. But other people’s tolerance is not for you to trample on!

n“Today, I will settle this matter in front of everyone once and for all. They’ll see who exactly is the shameless one distorting right from wrong!”

n“You deliberately came here today to mess things up!” Song Jingren was slapped in public and also had tea splashed on him. Naturally, he wasn’t in the mood to play along.

n“Don’t tell me you really think I’m here to congratulate you on filiating your daughter? Aren’t you a little too shameless?” Qiao Aiyun sneered.

nShe threw the cup in her hand onto the table and wiped her fingers with a tissue. “I feel disgusted when you touch me now.”

n1 Want to be able to do immoral things while maintaining a good name.

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