“I think Grandpa is right. The mistress should stay out of the public eye and just stay quietly behind you.”

"If she is truly unwilling to be just a mistress, then she must have ulterior motives."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Qingtong's eyes. Since Jiang Hao and his wife were always using moral blackmail against him, he would give them a taste of their own medicine.

As expected, upon hearing this, Jiang Hao's face darkened so much that it was almost dripping with water.

"Lin Qingtong, don't forget, we're not divorced yet."

His words were a threat to Lin Qingtong, demanding that she speak up for him, or he would never divorce her.

But Lin Qingtong was no fool. He wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he moved closer to his grandfather and pretended to be scared as he spoke.

"Grandpa, look, he's bullying me."

The old man of the Jiang family was so angry that he slammed his cane down on Jiang Hao, thumping him several times. Just watching it made him wince.

"You wretched child, hurry up and apologize to Tongtong."

Madam Jiang was also afraid that the old master of the Jiang family would lose his temper and really take back the things given to their family, so she hurriedly tugged at Jiang Hao's arm.

"You should apologize to Grandpa right away, tell him you know you were wrong and that you won't do it again."

The old master of the Jiang family glanced at Madam Jiang and snorted coldly, "It's an apology to Tongtong, not to me."

Madam Jiang's lips twitched. Originally, he wanted to subtly change the subject to apologize to the old master of the Jiang family, not Lin Qingtong.

Apologizing to Lin Qingtong would be too embarrassing.

Jiang Yutang is still here; we can't let her see us make a fool of ourselves.

But now the old master of the Jiang family was clearly very angry, and she had no choice but to apologize, so she could only look at Jiang Hao with worry.

Jiang Hao clenched his fists, staring intently at Lin Qingtong, his voice chillingly cold.

"I apologize to you, is that alright?"

"Lin Qingtong, I'm sorry."

Although he was apologizing, his tone was full of resentment and anger.

Nevertheless, Lin Qingtong's smile remained bright as she crossed her arms and laughed.

"It's okay. Although I won't forgive your behavior, at least it will appease Grandpa."

The old master of the Jiang family glared at Jiang Hao with annoyance, then turned to look at Jiang Yutang to the side.

“I’ve made the decision about the beauty salon. I’ll also invest another million in you, it’s on Tongtong’s dime.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yutang's face lit up with a bright smile, and her gaze toward Lin Qingtong became even more amiable.

"Okay, from now on Tongtong will be a shareholder of our beauty salon. I'll contact you later to sign the contract."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Madam Jiang and Jiang Hao, her tone noticeably colder.

"You should act according to your conscience, so as not to ruin the reputation of our Jiang family. As for that mistress, we can acknowledge the child she gave birth to, but she can forget about it."

Her words were clearly in support of Lin Qingtong. Madam Jiang's face turned ugly, but she couldn't say anything to refute it.

In the end, she had to politely see Jiang Yutang and the others off, which made her feel extremely frustrated.

Lin Qingtong glanced at them, then helped the old man of the Jiang family back to his room on the first floor. After seeing him fall asleep, she left.

When she returned to her room, she received a contract from Jiang Yutang. After carefully reviewing it and finding no problems, she signed the contract and transferred the money.

Lin Qingtong then instructed Jiang Yutang, "Aunt, I don't want to be too high-profile."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yutang immediately understood and readily agreed.

The next morning, Lin Qingtong saw Mrs. Fu's group chat on her phone, where they were having a lively discussion about changing shareholders of the beauty salon.

Did you know that Xinya Beauty Salon changed shareholders? It happened last night, and they're opening tomorrow.

[Wow, that fast? Who's this new shareholder? Does anyone know? I was planning to go and pre-order a membership card on opening day to show my support.]

[I don't know, it's all very secretive. Rumor has it they invested 1.5 million.]

Lin Qingtong paid no attention to their discussion about shareholders and simply pushed open the door to her office.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Jiang's phone was ringing off the hook. The wealthy ladies who had previously planned to visit Xinya Beauty Salon out of respect for her were now trying to get her to cooperate.

Why the sudden change of shareholders? Did something happen? Tell me what's going on, and we'll figure something out together.

These people claimed to be able to help Madam Jiang, but she knew perfectly well that they were ruthless and heartless.

When word gets out that his son brought his mistress home and forced Lin Qingtong to divorce him, he wonders how people will laugh at him.

They even stomped on it a few more times.

Mrs. Jiang gave only a few perfunctory answers before changing the subject.

Despite this, the news that Jiang Hao had returned from abroad with his pregnant mistress and moved into their home still spread quietly.

Madam Jiang only learned that the matter had become a hot topic after she was personally mocked by her mortal enemy over the phone, with even specific details and dates circulating.

"You're so pathetic that you have to lose face because of your son when you're old."

Jiang's arch-enemy showed no mercy in mocking her.

This made Madam Jiang so angry that her chest ached. She paced around the living room, unable to vent her anger.

She felt that Lin Qingtong must have done this, so she went directly to the Lin family.

Madam Jiang sat down in front of Su Wanjun, slammed her teacup down, and spoke with displeasure.

"Is this how you raised your daughter? How could you say such a thing out loud? Isn't that embarrassing enough? She was never able to have children to begin with. It's good enough that our Jiang family didn't kick her out."

Su Wanjun gripped her teacup, her face flushed with anger; she was terrible at arguing.

She stared at Madam Jiang for a long time before finally uttering a sentence.

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