Indeed, if you tied stones to the Yuan family and threw them into the sea, they would die quickly – the pain would only last a moment.
Telling them the “truth” this way meant that the worse the Yuan family’s life became, the more they would live in constant regret whenever they thought of the gold mountain they had sold for nothing. They wouldn’t feel sorry for what they had done to Miss Ye, but when it affected their interests – that was truly like carving into their hearts.
They would blame each other.
They would curse heaven and men.
They would quarrel, hate, and spend the rest of their lives in such agony.
Was there any chance they could live well?
No, how could Miss Ye allow them to live well?
He Shiyuan watched Yuan’s Second Sister and Zhou Yi fight, unable to hold back her smile.
If the Yuan family couldn’t accept it, how could Zhou Yi?
The Yuan family used to curry favor with Zhou Yi, but now they called her “Zhou the cheap woman,” degrading her to worthlessness, even resorting to hitting her.
This was the karma Zhou Yi deserved.
Even with her family’s help, getting a divorce from Yuan Han would be the best outcome for Zhou Yi.
But would she be able to live comfortably afterward?
He Shiyuan didn’t think so.
The more filthy and lower the Yuan family became, how could Zhou Yi, who desperately wanted to marry Yuan Han, be considered noble? Zhou Yi’s entire being was negated, from head to toe, inside and out! She would never forget the humiliation and negative emotions she endured during these days.
She couldn’t even try to distance herself from this past because she had a daughter with Yuan Han.
That child, after all, had half of Yuan Han’s blood flowing through her veins.
That was the evidence of Zhou Yi’s past!
Seeing her daughter would remind Zhou Yi of the humiliation and complete rejection she had experienced.
He Shiyuan felt she might be getting carried away with her role – how did she go from being the arrogant Hong Kong merchant’s daughter to heading in a psychologically disturbing direction? But it felt quite satisfying; she was enjoying her performance immensely!
Yuan Han lay half-dead on the ground.
Selling something worth a million Hong Kong dollars for just a few thousand – this blow was even worse than his fear of going to prison.
Yes, attaching himself to the Zhou family was for a grand future, and Yuan Han was certain that if everything went smoothly, he should have had that grand future.
But that was still just a plan, something not yet tangibly obtained.
The antiques and paintings worth a million Hong Kong dollars were different – they were something he had actually possessed and then lost! The pain of having his heart carved out exceeded his physical injuries. Tears welled up in Yuan Han’s eyes, mixing with the fresh blood on his face and the dust on the ground—
“Xiaoqiong, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Xiaoqiong, I regret it so much!”
“He Shiyuan, who are you? Xiaoqiong must have sent you.”
“I want to see Xiaoqiong, I regret it…”
Did he regret abandoning Ye Xiaoqiong?
He regretted it to death!
If he had known abandoning Ye Xiaoqiong would come at such a great price, Yuan Han would never have done it.
From the moment He Shiyuan approached him, it was all for this day – to ruin him completely, to make him lose everything.
But he had no grudge against He Shiyuan.
He Shiyuan had said so much, clearly taking revenge for Ye Xiaoqiong. Yuan Han struggled to look around; he couldn’t understand how his former wife Ye Xiaoqiong, whom he remembered as gentle and easy to bully, could have gotten He Shiyuan to help her. But if Ye Xiaoqiong were still the same as before, how could He Shiyuan possibly help her?
In this world, there wasn’t that much sympathy and pity.
It must be that Ye Xiaoqiong had encountered some “opportunity” beyond his imagination.
Yuan Han’s heart pounded. He couldn’t imagine what capabilities the clear-headed Ye Xiaoqiong might have, but he had guessed another possibility – Ye Xiaoqiong’s bad background wasn’t just related to the Ye family’s past, but also to their “overseas connections.”
The Ye family did have people who had gone abroad.
Although there had been no contact in recent years, which had greatly disappointed Yuan Han.
Perhaps after leaving her hometown, Ye Xiaoqiong reconnected with her overseas relatives.
Could it be that Ye Xiaoqiong’s overseas connections were related to He Shiyuan?
Yuan Han’s mind was full of wild thoughts. Even at this moment, he had never doubted He Shiyuan’s identity as a Hong Kong merchant’s daughter… Without real backing, how would she dare treat Zhou Yi this way?
Zhou Yi’s path had reached a dead end.
With his back against the wall, Yuan Han had to seek another way out!
Although the chance was slim, he had no choice but to try, after all, Ye Xiaoqiong had once loved him so much.
He Shiyuan kicked him twice in disgust:
“Gag him, his crying is annoying to death.”
“He Shiyuan, I want to see Xiaoqiong, Xiaoqiong definitely wouldn’t treat me like this… Second Sister wasn’t wrong, it was all Zhou Yi who seduced me, I was bewitched, Xiaoqiong, I was wrong!”
These words sounded familiar – when Zhou Yi first caught him in adultery, Yuan Han had cursed He Shiyuan the same way.
Every wrong was the woman’s fault; how could he, the golden boy of the Yuan family, be wrong?
It was because he was good-looking that these women shamelessly seduced him, and he couldn’t resist temptation.
Yes, that’s right!
He Shiyuan laughed in anger.
Zhou Yi was numb.
Yuan’s Second Sister said this, Yuan Han said this, and Mother Yuan and Yuan’s First Sister didn’t spare her either. All four members of the Yuan family, not daring to curse He Shiyuan, instead made her their greatest enemy!
No one helped her.
She deserved to be cursed, to be beaten.
Who told her to let shit blind her eyes and marry Yuan Han?
This was all that she deserved to bear.
He Shiyuan had already handed the evidence to the Discipline Inspection Commission, and who knew how much her family would be implicated… Zhou Yi cried bitterly. She should have told her family about this as soon as she returned to China.
No, she should have told her family when she first received those explicit photos in America!
Outsiders would harm her, would turn on her without mercy, and while her family would scold her, they would still help her after the scolding.
Besides her parents, there was also a Second Uncle and cousin Zhou Cheng.
Even after arriving in Pengcheng, if she had just told Xia Xiaolan, things wouldn’t have gotten so bad. Xia Xiaolan’s stepfather was Tang Hongen, the mayor of Pengcheng – if Mayor Tang had just said something, how would He Shiyuan dare to be so arrogant?
It was her, caring too much about their face, not wanting to tell her family, and especially not wanting Xia Xiaolan to know.
What use was faced now?
She had lost it completely anyway.
Beyond face, she had lost everything else too.
At worst, even if she didn’t tell her family or let Xia Xiaolan know, she should have listened to Joan’s advice, not rashly caught them in the act, but discussed with Joan how to resolve this matter…
At first, when Yuan’s Second Sister and Zhou Yi fought, they were evenly matched, but as Yuan’s First Sister joined the fight, Zhou Yi gradually fell to a disadvantage, basically only taking hits.
A person emerged from behind a partially demolished wall, slowly walking over.
In early spring Pengcheng, she wore a black trench coat with a white shirt underneath, showing a pretty ruffled collar.
Her hair was tied in a ponytail, not a strand out of place.
Combined with exquisite makeup and lipstick, she looked completely capable and professional.
Being capable sometimes equated to “not easy to mess with” – scumbag men would choose to target women who hadn’t seen much of the world and had simple minds, but wouldn’t dare touch capable career women… Such women weren’t easy to deceive, and deceiving them could easily lead to mutual destruction.
Yuan Han’s vision was blurry, but he felt this woman looked familiar.
—Though the face was still the same as before, looking at her was like seeing a completely different person!