"Miss Lin, please leave Xiao Hao!"
Lin Yixun’s fingers tightened suddenly. Sure enough, it was about this matter. Even though she had already anticipated this result, Lin Yixun couldn’t help but feel sad.
"Auntie, can you tell me why? Why do you want me to leave him?" Even though she knew asking would only humiliate herself, Lin Yixun still asked unwilling to give up.
"Miss Lin, you had a failed marriage before. If you marry Xiao Hao, it will be your second marriage."
"Yes, I have been divorced. But auntie, being divorced doesn’t mean I lose the right to pursue happiness for the rest of my life, don’t you think I’m right?"
"Right, as a woman I can understand you, but as a mother, I find it hard to accept. I believe most mothers wouldn’t want their son to marry a woman who has been divorced. Besides, that is just one of the reasons. As far as I know, Miss Lin used to work at a nightclub."
"I was just selling drinks to customers there, I never did anything out of line!" Lin Yixun couldn’t help but interrupt her. She never bothered to explain her past to others, but she wanted to fight for her and Ouyang Hao’s future.
"Really?" Mrs. Ou took out her phone from her bag, opened a photo, and handed it to Lin Yixun, "Then how do you explain this?"
Lin Yixun lowered her eyes, her lips involuntarily trembling. The photo on the phone was the one that the media published back then, showing her being humiliated by Third Young Master Tang. In the photo, she was scantily clad, with a large expanse of skin on her chest exposed, and even her bra could be seen clearly.
She took a deep breath, "Auntie, things are not as you think!"
"What things are like is clear in the photo. Does Miss Lin want to say this photo is digitally altered?"
Lin Yixun opened her mouth but was unable to argue. The photo was real and not altered.
Seeing Lin Yixun speechless, Mrs. Ou felt even more affirmed in her thoughts, "Miss Lin, although our Ouyang family is not a prestigious family, Xiao Hao’s father and brother are well-known figures in the Imperial City. We do not demand Xiao Hao’s future wife to match us in status, but there are basic standards that must be met. The wife of an Ouyang family member can be poor, she can have no background, but she must at least be a clean and respectable girl."
The words "clean and respectable" from Mrs. Ou were like the last straw that broke Lin Yixun. She didn’t have the courage to claim her innocence because she truly wasn’t.
"Moreover, Miss Lin’s father..." Mrs. Ou paused, elegantly sipped her coffee, and continued, "I heard Miss Lin’s father went to prison for abuse of power. Just for this reason, you could never pass Xiao Hao’s father’s approval. So, Miss Lin, I advise you to cut ties with Xiao Hao as soon as possible."
As she said this, Mrs. Ou took a check out of her wallet and handed it to Lin Yixun. Lin Yixun raised her eyes sharply to look at Mrs. Ou, "Auntie, I don’t understand what you mean."
"I heard Miss Lin’s mother is sick and hospitalized, urgently needing money. This money is my little token, please accept it, Miss Lin."
Mrs. Ou’s words were tactful, but Lin Yixun understood her meaning. She glanced at the long string of striking digits on the check, not naively thinking such a large pie would fall from the sky.
Everything comes at a price.