As soon as I opened the door and entered the house, I was surprised to find Shen Haiyang at home.

Before Wen Qiao could speak, Shen Haiyang got up from the chair in the living room.

He walked straight toward Wen Qiao, his face sinister.

"Wen Qiao, what methods did you use to make my dad so devoted to you?"

"You're shameless. You told me before that you begged me to marry you so you wouldn't marry your stepfather's son. I just refused to marry you, and you forced my father to marry you. Now you want to pretend to be the real deal so you can become Mrs. Shen?"

Shen Haiyang was already frowning because he hadn't been able to persuade his father to let him marry Yang Xuening.

Li Ling said that her father and Wen Qiao often spent time alone together.

The gentleman also drove Wen Qiao to and from school.

It must be that Wen Qiao said something bad about her father to him.

Otherwise, his father wouldn't have objected to him marrying Xue Ning before.

Why did he suddenly become so serious and refuse to agree to his marriage with Xue Ning?

"You're just getting revenge, aren't you? You feel that since I married Xue Ning instead of being with you, you're whispering in my dad's ear, trying to break me up with Xue Ning."

"I'm telling you, no way."

Looking at Shen Haiyang, who was in a fit of rage.

Wen Qiao said calmly and coldly, "Are you finished?"

"Shen Haiyang, I hate you, but I never did anything to break you up with Yang Xuening."

"I've already decided to leave the Shen family, so don't bother me anymore."

Wen Qiao said she wanted to go upstairs.

Shen Haiyang looked at Wen Qiao's indifferent yet excessively beautiful face.

An inexplicable anger arose.

He vented his anger on Wen Qiao, shoving her violently.

Wen Qiao never expected Shen Haiyang to take action directly.

She accidentally bumped her lower back hard against the dining table.

I felt a sudden soreness in my lower back.

Wen Qiao was in so much pain that tears came to her eyes.

She stood up swiftly and slapped Shen Haiyang across the face.

"Shen Haiyang, you're a useless piece of trash."

"You coveted everything from your adoptive father, while also trying to climb the social ladder by marrying into the Yang family. I begged you for help, but did you help me? Not only did you not help me, you also tried to drive me to my death. Your actions will surely lead to your extinction."

Wen Qiao showed no anger, just stared coldly at Shen Haiyang, like a witch uttering a curse.

Shen Haiyang felt intimidated by Wen Qiao's staring gaze.

He reached out to hit someone again.

"Shen Haiyang, stop right now. She's your mother in name only. Try touching her and see what happens..."

Shen Jichuan's cold words came from behind.

Unexpectedly, Shen Haiyang became even more furious after hearing this.

She turned to look at Shen Jichuan, her tone filled with accusation and anger.

"Dad, are you crazy? Why did you have to fall for Wen Qiao? You could have chosen any other woman you wanted."

"She must have seduced you and drugged you."

Shen Jichuan slapped Shen Haiyang across the face.

His eyes were cold as he stared at Shen Haiyang.

"You have no manners at all, huh? I'm your father. Even though I'm not your biological father, I raised you all these years. Don't you deserve my respect?"

Why did you turn down the job I arranged for you?

Chen Jichuan didn't intend to go home today.

He knew that Wen Qiao must have been looking for a place to live these past few days, and she would continue to live at the Shen family's house until she found one.

If he comes back, the two of them meeting will inevitably make him... even more uneasy.