Perhaps her gaze was too alarming, causing Qin Han to frown. "Stop letting your imagination run wild all the time. What’s important now is winning the lawsuit."
Qin Siling let out a soft chuckle. "Don’t worry, Father. The lawyer I hired will definitely ensure our victory."
Just then, Shen Wanqing returned. Seeing Qin Han and Qin Siling talking, she politely greeted them, "Uncle Qin, Sister Si Lan."
Qin Han gave a subtle nod.
He had heard about her actions at school—how her intelligence was completely outmatched by Gu Anxi. He worried that if Qin Siyuan married her, it might affect the quality of future generations.
Qin Siling, who held Shen Wanqing in little regard, leaned back on the couch and chuckled. "Wanqing, come chat with me."
Shen Wanqing approached carefully, took a seat beside Qin Siling, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Si Lan, is there something you wish to discuss?"
Qin Siling, examining her exquisite nails, laughed. "I heard you almost tried to claim a new connection at school today?"
Shen Wanqing’s heart skipped a beat, but she managed a demure smile. "It was just because I happened to be born on the same day that I went on stage. I truly had no other intentions, Sister Si Lan, you have to believe me."
"I do believe you," Qin Siling said with a dismissive laugh. "I believe you wouldn’t betray us. Isn’t that right, Wanqing?
"While the Qin family can’t compare to some of the major families in Beicheng, we’re still considered top-tier here in Qingcheng. As a servant’s child, you should be content just to have stepped through the Qin family’s doors. Don’t let me discover that the Qin family has been sheltering an ungrateful person."
Deeply humiliated, Shen Wanqing felt Qin Siling’s words like slaps across her face. Still, she had to swallow her tears and quietly acknowledged it.
In her heart, she hoped Qin Han would say something in her defense, but he remained silent.
Qin Han himself was overwhelmed with his own troubles. For some reason, ever since returning from Beicheng, he found himself rather missing Ke Ru. She was beautiful, very feminine, and presentable enough to accompany him in public. Now, with Gu Anxi’s significant status also in the picture, he was naturally even more reluctant to go through with a divorce. But Wang Keru was dead set on it. A divorce then? Fine! He wouldn’t give her a single cent.
Qin Han stepped out, likely to seek some amusement. Newest update provıded by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Left alone to face Qin Siling, Shen Wanqing felt incredibly tormented, even pained.
In the Qin family home, she had no one left to rely on, reduced to an outcast. No one was willing to help her, not even Qin Siyuan—he must be reminiscing about his innocent childhood days with Gu Anxi right now!
Shen Wanqing sat alone in her empty room, weeping. After crying for a long time, she simply went out.
For the first time, she went to a bar to drown her sorrows.
Drunk, she was picked up by a sleazy, middle-aged man. When she woke up, she was in a shabby motel room.
She was alone in the bed.
The air around her was chillingly cold.
Shen Wanqing sobered up instantly. She clutched the covers tightly, her heart pounding in horror.
No, I can’t let Siyuan know about this. Absolutely not. Otherwise, I’ll be finished.
She swiftly got dressed, noticed it was not yet twelve o’clock, and with trembling hands, dialed Qin Siyuan’s number.
Shen Wanqing’s voice trembled slightly. "Siyuan, I’m at my mother’s place. Tonight... I won’t be coming back."
Qin Siyuan was silent for a moment, then murmured, "Alright."
After a few more words, they hung up.
Shen Wanqing slowly let out a sigh of relief and put her phone down.
As she stepped out, the night was cool. She wandered aimlessly along the streets. When she passed a pharmacy, she suddenly remembered something. She went in, bought a pack of morning-after pills, and swallowed them down along with her humiliation.
However, she didn’t realize that Qin Siyuan had been following her ever since she left the motel.
After she got drunk, he had called her. A man answered, said just one sentence, and then hung up. Using his connections, Qin Siyuan located her. He stood by the door of that motel room and saw a portly man in his forties emerge, a look of satisfaction on his face.
Qin Siyuan didn’t understand why he hadn’t felt the urge to beat the man up. He just quietly watched the man leave. Then, he answered Shen Wanqing’s call.
She said she was at her mother’s.
He didn’t expose her lie, just lowered his head and gave a soft, almost inaudible laugh.
Perhaps he was laughing at himself.
But from that day on, he never touched her again...