Lin Qingtong found it amusing; why did this person love to put on such an act?

Does he really want me to pitifully say that Shen Tinghe forced me to do this before he'll be satisfied?

Lin Qingtong slowly walked down the steps, raised her hand and slapped him across the face. The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the empty corridor.

"This is the real me. I was blind before and devoted myself to you, but now I've woken up and am heading towards true happiness."

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "You have no future with your uncle. He will never marry you, and he will never give you anything. You can't beat him."

Lin Qingtong's eyes sparkled, and she smiled with captivating charm.

"Even if Shen Tinghe really won't marry me, he can give me everything I want, and he won't try to take it back."

“He won’t be like you, enjoying my kindness while belittling my efforts. You’ve come to me now simply because your home is a mess and no one is there to clean up your mess. How can you do this to Qi Huimin?”

A mocking smile, not quite a smile, appeared on Lin Qingtong's lips.

"You know she's carrying your child right now, how can you face her like this?"

She hurled words at Jiang Hao, but her expression only darkened; she showed no remorse whatsoever.

"Aren't you just a gold digger? You still have the nerve to make these excuses. I just made a mistake that every man in the world would make. What right do you have to judge me?"

"And then there's Qi Huimin. She's doing this willingly, without wanting any of my money, unlike you who were after my money from the very beginning."

"What exactly did Shen Tinghe give you that made you so despicable?"

Lin Qingtong crossed her arms and looked at Jiang Hao with a mocking gaze, clearly seeing that he was furious and embarrassed.

She parted her red lips slightly: "Shen Tinghe gave me this Wutong Manor, as well as all kinds of jewelry and clothes, a monthly allowance of 50 million, and signed a voluntary donation agreement. He will also provide our company with unconditional support and customer resources."

Is this enough?

Jiang Hao clenched his fists and was speechless for a moment.

Shen Tinghe gave Lin Qingtong something truly generous, something he himself had always dreamed of.

Moreover, this Wutong Manor has long been famous both at home and abroad, and is worth over 10 billion yuan.

Shen Tinghe actually gave it to Lin Qingtong so casually.

Jiang Hao was consumed by jealousy and could only stare intently at Lin Qingtong.

"You will not have a good ending!"

Lin Qingtong didn't care about his words at all; she simply waved her hand and turned to leave.

"Whether the results of getting these things are good or not is completely unimportant."

Jiang Hao gazed at Lin Qingtong's slender and graceful figure, jealousy and madness swirling in his eyes.

Lin Qingtong originally belonged to me!

If he could win Lin Qingtong's heart again, all these things might be his.

Jiang Hao strode forward, his eyes gleaming, grabbed Lin Qingtong's arm, and dragged her toward an empty room nearby.

Lin Qingtong felt a sharp pain from his grip, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she stomped hard on his leather shoe with her high heel, even grinding it down.

Jiang Hao screamed in pain, clutching his foot and cursing at Lin Qingtong.

"Are you crazy? If my foot is broken, I will never let you get away with this."

Lin Qingtong stepped forward and slapped him twice more across the face.

"I've never seen such a shameless person as you, actually trying to lay a hand on me. You'd better stay away from me, otherwise, I can't guarantee you'll still be alive."

"Shen Tinghe must have many ways to deal with someone like you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao clutched his foot, his expression suddenly changing.

"That's my uncle, he would never do anything to me."

He spoke with some unease, after all, Shen Tinghe was not someone to be trifled with; even his uncle had never given him a kind look.

Lin Qingtong sneered, "So what if he's your uncle? As long as she dotes on me, what do you think the consequences will be for you?"

“I advise you to go back and live a good life with Qi Huimin. After all, you finally have a child, so cherish it.”

"It's getting cold, remember to wear your hat when you go out."

Lin Qingtong made a seemingly inexplicable remark at the end, which puzzled Jiang Hao, but he quickly put it out of his mind.

Jiang Hao stepped forward and approached Lin Qingtong, threatening her fiercely.

"You're nothing more than your uncle's plaything. You're young and beautiful, which gives you some advantages, but when you get older, you won't even be able to have a child. What do you think will happen to you then?"

“As long as you come back to my side, I will put Qi Huimin’s child in your name so that you will have someone to rely on in your old age.”

He thought he had offered Lin Qingtong a very tempting offer, but little did he know that Lin Qingtong didn't care at all.

Lin Qingtong's lips curled into a cold smile. "What about Qi Huimin?"

A glint flashed in Jiang Hao's eyes, and he hurriedly explained, "Qi Huimin seduced me first. She shamelessly tried to climb into my bed. If it weren't for her pregnancy, I wouldn't have brought her back to China. She's a slut."

Lin Qingtong smiled thoughtfully and suddenly looked towards the room and spoke.

"Did you hear that? She said you're a slut."

Jiang Hao paused for a moment, then looked in the direction Lin Qingtong indicated, and saw a door open in the corridor.

Qi Huimin walked out, supporting her pregnant belly, and questioned him with a livid face.

"So you think I'm just a worthless person? Then you don't need this child."

She stepped forward and slapped Jiang Hao across the face.

Lin Qingtong stood aside watching the commotion, and couldn't help but click her tongue twice.

"Your face is quite a sight to behold today."

Jiang Hao was so angry by her teasing that his face turned red, and he wanted to slap her back.

She couldn't fight someone like Lin Qingtong, but Qi Huimin didn't care. She had no backing, so she could fight as she pleased.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qingtong reached out to stop Jiang Hao and slapped him again.

"She's pregnant, and you still dared to lay a hand on her."

Jiang Hao gritted his teeth, staring at Lin Qingtong with a sinister look in his eyes.

"How did she get here? Did you conspire with her on this?"

Lin Qingtong casually remarked, "She was walking alone on the street, and I felt sorry for her, so I took her in."

"You need to provide evidence to support your claims."

Jiang Hao had no evidence at all, and could only utter a sentence with a livid face.

"Fine, I'll remember you. Lin Qingtong and you, I won't let you get away with this."

Seeing that Jiang Hao was about to part ways with Qi Huimin, Lin Qingtong sneered.

Her real surprise was yet to come, so how could she let them separate?

So Lin Qingtong smiled and said, "Qi Huimin, if you have nowhere to go, I can transfer the Jiang family villa to your name."

Qi Huimin and Lin Qingtong exchanged glances, and Qi Huimin thanked her gently, saying, "Thank you, Miss Lin."

She left with just one sentence, turned around and left.

Jiang Hao glanced in the direction Qi Huimin had left, thinking that the Jiang family villa must not fall into her hands.

Even if it means coaxing, I'll get the villa back.