The next day, Li Si and Leng Mochen went to the civil affairs office quietly and got their marriage certificate. The mont their smiling, blissful photo was embossed with the seal, Li Si knew they were finally legally married!
No one knew about their registration.
Leng Mochen returned to Mo Si and instructed Jiang Feng to oversee the overall situation. He also reminded him to keep an eye on any personnel changes in the company and report any issues promptly.
Regarding the upcoming bid in a few days, he ticulously orchestrated his team’s arrangents. If Leng Mohao decided to stay silent this ti, so be it. But if he retaliated and activated his inside agents at Mo Si, Leng Mochen would ensure he bit off more than he could chew.
This was the perfect opportunity to clean house and remove those individuals from Mo Si’s team.
...
Suddenly, a bombshell post appeared simultaneously across several dostic community websites. An anonymous user, signed as "Computer Repair Worker," claid to have stumbled upon two interesting videos while repairing a beautiful client’s computer. In both videos, the female lead was the sa person, but the two male leads were clearly different. Within monts, netizens flooded the comnts, propelling the post to the top of every site’s headlines.
One of the n was instantly recognized—Leng Group’s president, Leng Mohao, who had just recently held a press conference. What a slap in the face.
Everyone rembered his righteous statents during that press conference, even calling witnesses to back him up. So, what was the story behind this video now?
So netizens comnted below:
’This must be Leng Mohao’s twin brother. Case closed! Next comnter, keep the formation orderly!’
’This must be Leng Mohao’s stunt double in action. Case closed!’
’Previous comnters must be lacking younger brothers. Case closed!’
...
Before long, soone dug up that the other man in the videos was Han’s Enterprise’s president, Han Mingzhe.
The identity of the female lead was shrouded in mystery. A woman balancing relationships with two married and successful n—netizens continued their relentless investigation...
Although news reached Leng Mohao’s camp quickly, and efforts were made to suppress it, everything that needed to be known had already beco public. Swarms of reporters with high-powered caras gathered once again at Leng Group’s entrance, demanding an interview with President Leng.
In his office, Leng Mohao furiously smashed his computer. That despicable woman, Qian Rouxuan—how dare she?
He had thought he had everything in the palm of his hand, yet overnight, it all unraveled. When had that vile woman started hooking up with soone else?
The very thought of it made him sick to his stomach. He had actually... with that woman!
And now, because of that wench, his current situation was utterly disastrous. Just yesterday, Mr. Leng Sr. had harshly berated him before calmly instructing him to set his work aside, take a break, and reflect deeply on himself.
As for the child, John, he was told to handle it himself.
To Leng Mohao, there was no doubt the child must be gotten rid of. But while discussing this matter with Zeng Qiuping, Liu Jiaqi had accidentally overheard.
Upon learning everything, Liu Jiaqi angrily returned to her parents’ ho.
Now, with such a huge scandal erupting, returning to Leng Group anyti soon was out of the question for him. If Mr. Leng Sr. found out, wouldn’t he be absolutely furious?
Imagining the repercussions of this publicized scandal, it was likely the Liu Family would make their move swiftly.
Downing a glass of red wine in one gulp, Leng Mohao stared grimly at the bustling crowd below. With a venomous gaze, he sneered, "Leng Mochen, do you think this is enough to corner ? Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone . Let’s see who has the last laugh!"
The Liu Family
Liu Jiaqi had been hiding in her room, her eyes swollen from crying.
The thick curtains blocked out the midday sunlight. She stayed in the dark like a hidden predator, afraid to face the light, terrified of exposure.
What a colossal humiliation!
Liu Jiaqi had always been a darling of fortune, if not exceptional, then certainly a standout among her peers.
Countless n had pursued her—crossing the river of suitors was as daunting as crossing the river itself—many of them highly successful.
But her pride had always turned them away, and she had fallen, at first sight, for the deceitful and philandering Leng Mohao.
She had devoted herself wholeheartedly to him, and what did he give her in return?
Betrayal! Enormous betrayal!
He treated her like a fool and manipulated her. That video had landed in her hands first, yet he managed to brainwash her into absolving him.
What had she been thinking at the ti? Was her brain filled with straw? She had believed every word he said.
Even her mother had called her a fool. Wasn’t she indeed the biggest fool of them all?
That little boy nad John—she had felt sothing was odd about him the first ti she saw him. Now she realized what seed off. Sotis, the way he raised his eyebrows resembled Leng Mohao so much!
Previously, she had looked down on Li Si, thinking she ca from a modest background with no influential family support.
But now, looking at herself, Liu Jiaqi realized she was even more pitiful than Li Si.
What use was having a powerful family behind her? When the scandal broke, it broke completely, didn’t it?
Her classmates and friends, all of whom knew her as the Leng family’s matron—how many of them had envied and resented her? Now, this scandal must be providing them with endless amusent!
The circles were abuzz: "Liu Yisi’s son-in-law embroiled in a massive scandal!"
One of her close friends had sent her the posts, revealing just how frenzied netizens had beco over this "XX-gate."
And yet, she was married to one of the male protagonists involved. How ironically cruel was that?
This was why she dared not leave her room—for fear of those mocking, pitying, condescending looks!
She couldn’t face her mother, let alone her father.
"Knock knock knock!" The sound of knocking cut through Liu Jiaqi’s self-pity.
She lifted her head toward the door. It had to be her mother, but she said nothing and burrowed under the covers.
Soone opened the door, the sound of leather shoes scraping against the floor. This wasn’t her mother.
The person halted by her bedside and only spoke after a long pause: "Jiaqi, get up!"
Liu Jiaqi clung tightly to the quilt, fearful—it was her father!
He must despise her now. If she hadn’t chosen such a disgraceful man, how could her father face such sha?
Suppressing his anger, Liu Yisi pulled the quilt away. But when he saw his daughter’s pale, gaunt face, his fury extinguished, replaced by heartache and sorrow...
"Daddy! I’m sorry!" Liu Jiaqi couldn’t hold back anymore and broke into sobs.
If, before this scandal erupted, she had told her father, would the outco have been different?
If she hadn’t stubbornly begged her mother to keep it from her father, would she not be facing such humiliation now?
If she had been more cautious and investigated thoroughly, she would’ve realized the boy was Leng Mohao’s son. Perhaps she could’ve handled it better?
But there were no "ifs." Her dignity was utterly shattered, along with her family’s pride.
"Jiaqi, listen carefully to what I have to say. The matter concerning Leng Mohao has nothing to do with you. Tell , do you want to continue with him?"
Shaking her head vigorously while crying, Liu Jiaqi replied, "No! No! Daddy, I want a divorce!"
Liu Yisi nodded with relief. "Good! I’ll handle it for you. But hiding like this isn’t a solution, Jiaqi. You need to face the public. You’re my daughter, Liu Yisi’s daughter!
No one can look down on you! Stand back up. I believe in you!"
Liu Jiaqi bit her lips hard until they went numb before releasing them. "Okay, Daddy!"
Finally, she managed a smile.
...
Yin Qi sneered as she stared at the screen showing Qian Rouxuan’s miserable face. Self-inflicted. Qian Rouxuan could’ve never imagined her humiliation, could she? Even if she were released in the future, where could she possibly fit in?
Pity the child, though. Yin Qi suddenly thought about it but then coldly smirked. What was there to pity? Perhaps that child might actually end up becoming a Leng Family mber!
Word from Mr. Leng Sr.’s birthday party was widespread in their circle. Speculations were rife about the boy—if he wasn’t Leng Mochen’s, then he must undoubtedly be Leng Mohao’s! And especially with the videos as evidence, the orchestration behind it was truly seamless. Step by step—like boiling a frog in warm water.
Her fingers danced across the keyboard, rapidly posting through multiple accounts to expose everything about Qian Rouxuan.
Han Mingzhe’s disgrace had already been laid bare. If she filed for divorce now and stoked public sentint, she’d surely stand to gain more from the lawsuit.
Thinking of Han Mingzhe’s tearful, apologetic face only filled Yin Qi with disgust—absolute revulsion.
If only he had acted with decency, Beibei might have had a complete family!
But alas, everything had been destroyed by him! Thinking of Beibei brought tears to Yin Qi’s eyes. No matter how strong she was, she couldn’t ignore the hurt in her child’s eyes.
Beibei was still young and didn’t understand much now. But what about when he grew older? His biological father’s disgrace would be a stain that he could never wash away.
With that thought, Yin Qi picked up her phone and placed a call overseas. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welco to visit Qidian to cast recomndation or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile readers, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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