Duan Jinrong discovered that He Cangwu was going to meet with Song Wan.

The incident began when reporters came to their home for an interview. To project an image of a harmonious and loving couple, the couple deliberately removed their phone passwords. In front of the reporters, they presented themselves as a loving couple who had maintained a close relationship for many years, with no secrets between them, and even allowed each other to look at each other's phones.

He thought it was just a show in front of the reporters, a few shots and that was it. But just as He Cangwu handed his phone to Duan Jinrong, Song Wan sent a message, setting a time and place for their meeting.

Duan Jinrong's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

After the reporter left, He Cangwu snatched the phone back with a gloomy face and gave her a cold glance.

"You..." Duan Jinrong's voice trembled, "You're going to meet that woman?"

"This is my business, and you have no right to interfere."

He Cangwu had said these words to her for over twenty years. Their marriage was devoid of love, filled only with cold hatred.

"I am your wife!" Duan Jinrong stared intently at him. "Of course I want to know why my husband is meeting with another woman!"

He Cangwu curled the corners of his mouth, his smile full of sarcasm, like a sharp blade piercing Duan Jinrong's heart.

"All these years... even if I wanted to turn a blind eye and let you find women outside, you didn't! I thought you liked young and beautiful women, but you didn't even glance at those pretty women outside! Ha, all these years you've remained chaste for that bitch, how come you're so distracted the moment Song Wan appears?"

"Is it because Song Wan looks...remarkably like that bitch?"

"Shut up!" He Cangwu roared, his eyes filled with anger, emphasizing each word, "I advise you not to spout nonsense, or you know the consequences!"

"Consequences?" Duan Jinrong smiled bitterly, glaring at him hatefully. "How many times have you used your son to blackmail me over the years? He Cangwu, you're no human being!"

"Compared to you, I've already shown a lot of humanity." He Cangwu scoffed, then said fiercely, "You dare say that Yan Qing's death has nothing to do with you? I don't know the details of how many despicable things you've done, but I can be sure that you were behind all these disgusting acts!"

"He Cangwu!"

Duan Jinrong screamed hysterically, "Even if I have many faults, I still raised your daughter with that bitch to this age, and you actually..."

"This is what you owe Yan Qing!" He Cangwu roared. "If it weren't for you, Yan Qing, Ning Ning, and I would be the happiest family in the world!"

"You're raising my daughter?" he sneered. "Ha, I'm raising your son too! Whether Xiao Hui's surname is He or not, you know that in your heart!"

Duan Jinrong's face was pale, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

There was no tenderness a husband could feel for his wife in He Cangwu's eyes, only icy ruthlessness and a hatred that wanted to kill her.

After a long pause, he gave a disdainful smile and said coldly, "Duan Jinrong, we're evenly matched, so there's no need for the pot calling the kettle black. You take care of your son, and I'll take care of my daughter. In front of outsiders, we'll play the role of a harmonious family, and that's enough! The interests between our two families are intertwined, and we can never divorce in this lifetime... Ha, then let's not divorce, and torture each other until we're old!"

Since he had lost his beloved, there was no difference between him being alive and dead.

"However," he glanced back at Duan Jinrong, "fortunately, Ningning is still quite close to you, which is the only thing I'm satisfied with about you!"

After saying that, he turned to leave. Duan Jinrong looked at his back with a sinister look in his eyes, and suddenly raised his hand and smashed the vase on the cabinet!

With a sharp bang, He Cangwu stopped in his tracks.

"Are you crazy!" he roared. "What do you want to do?"

"Dad, Mom?" A voice suddenly came from outside the door.

He Yining knocked on the door, and seeing that it was unlocked, she pushed it open and came in. She was somewhat surprised to see the mess on the floor.

"Did you...did you have a fight?"

"Oh, no!" He Cangwu immediately put on a smiling face, his eyes full of doting on his daughter, and his voice softened considerably. "Your mother and I were discussing some company matters, and we had a slight disagreement. Your mother accidentally broke this vase, and I... I was just about to help her find some Band-Aids!"

He Yining nodded obediently.

"Alright, Ningning," He Cangwu said with a smile, "Dad has to rush to the company. Can you take care of your mom for a bit?"

"no problem."

He Cangwu walked out with a smile, but before leaving, he didn't forget to turn back and glare at Duan Jinrong as a warning.

Duan Jinrong's lips curled into an almost insane sneer.

What a touching scene of fatherly love and daughterly filial piety!

If one day he finds out that Ningning, whom he has cherished and loved since childhood, is not his daughter with that bitch at all, will he go crazy?

He Yining's heart was pounding. She walked quietly towards Duan Jinrong, still somewhat worried about what had just happened, and asked cautiously, "Mom, Dad, he..."

"Who's your mother!"

Duan Jinrong raised his hand and slapped He Yining across the face! Caught off guard, He Yining was so dizzy from the slap that she almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

She was panicked, half of her face burned with pain, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"mom……"

"I told you, you're not allowed to call me that!" Duan Jinrong vented all her anger on her, her eyes wide with fury. She slapped her twice more, tearing at her hair and slamming her head against the wall by her collar. "You little slut! You worthless wretch, you dare call me Mom?"

He Yining was beaten so badly that she had no chance to fight back, and dared not cry out loud.

Because she knew from a young age that the louder she cried after being beaten, the more severe the abuse she would suffer.

She bit her lip tightly, remaining silent, her hands covering her head, letting Duan Jinrong beat her until he was tired.

"Mom, please...please calm down." He Yining dared not speak her anger, and even forced a smile. "I was wrong just now, it's all my fault, please don't be angry!"

Duan Jinrong, panting and calming down, frowned when he saw her swollen lips.

He Yining quickly said, "I bumped into it myself, it has nothing to do with my mother!"

Duan Jinrong snorted coldly before saying, "You're good at understanding things."

He Yining forced out a rather unnatural smile.

For so many years, she had lived in Duan Jinrong's shadow. She knew long ago that she was not He's biological daughter, but He Cangwu was kept in the dark and doted on her.

Duan Jinrong used this to control her; if she dared to disobey in the slightest, she would reveal her true identity to the world.

He Yining coveted the status of the He family's heiress and coveted He Cangwu's wealth. She would rather be Duan Jinrong's puppet than lose this rich and powerful life.

Therefore, she obeyed Duan Jinrong's every command.

He Cangwu, however, believed that Duan Jinrong had truly treated his Ningning well, so he didn't dislike He Nianhui as much and even gave him the life of a pampered young master.