Nevertheless, her cries were still drowned out by the loud music.

Lin Qingtong was pulled by Shen Tinghe to a private room on the second floor, which was much quieter than downstairs.

The high heels clicked crisply on the ground, and the dim, ambiguous light overhead reflected off Lin Qingtong's face, making it appear as if it were tinged with a blush.

Shen Tinghe had originally grabbed her wrist, but with a forceful movement, he intertwined his index finger with hers.

He casually pushed open the door of an empty private room, restrained her hands with one hand, and held them above her head, pressing them against the door.

Warm breath sprayed onto Lin Qingtong's cheeks.

"You like athletes?"

Lin Qingtong smiled helplessly and shook her head.

Shen Tinghe traced her lips with his fingers, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

"Lin Qingtong, remember this: you are nothing more than a caged canary in my house."

His words carried a deeper meaning.

Shen Tinghe was filled with surging anger, wishing he could pinch and squeeze Lin Qingtong's pretty face to make her pay for abandoning and toying with him.

Lin Qingtong sensed something amiss; the fear on her face vanished, replaced by a captivating smile.

"Mr. Shen, are you afraid?"

These words made Shen Tinghe's expression grow even colder and more displeased.

"Don't be so self-righteous, Lin Qingtong!"

Lin Qingtong laughed instead, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stared at him with her bright eyes, like dazzling stars.

"I think I'm the best person in the world, so it's okay for me to be arrogant."

Seeing that Lin Qingtong was even proud of this, Shen Tinghe actually wanted to laugh and directly covered her without any mercy.

Lin Qingtong took the initiative to meet him, showing no sign of timidity.

She was never a delicate flower unafraid of wind and rain, letting the storms rage on.

After a period of ambiguous intimacy, Shen Tinghe held Lin Qingtong contentedly, his fingers tracing her cheek.

"She divorced Jiang Hao and moved into my house."

He appeared very calm and composed at that moment, as if he were simply talking about what to eat.

But only he knew how uneasy he was.

After all, this wasn't the first time Lin Qingtong had rejected him.

In the dimly lit private room, Lin Qingtong glanced at him indifferently, her gaze full of meaning.

"I will get a divorce."

Of course she wants a divorce, but it will never be because of Shen Tinghe, and she certainly won't move into his house after the divorce.

Having finally escaped from misery, why should he continue to wallow in this vortex of suffering?

Upon hearing this, Shen Tinghe's eyes grew even darker. He simply pulled her into his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Late at night, Lin Qingtong returned to the Jiang family home and had just entered the living room when Madam Jiang was sitting on the sofa, scolding her with an unhappy expression.

"So you finally decided to come back?! You're always showing your face in public, you're a disgrace to the Jiang family."

Lin Qingtong changed into slippers and glanced at Madam Jiang with a calm and composed expression.

"It seems your son hasn't come back either, so why are you criticizing me?"

Madam Jiang was so angry that she stood up and shouted, not expecting Lin Qingtong to respond so directly and decisively.

"I'm your mother."

Lin Qingtong crossed her arms and burst out laughing.

"Sorry, my mother doesn't look as ugly as you, and your son is going to divorce me, so why should I respect you?"

Madam Jiang stood there, furious and shouting.

"Divorce! I'll make Han'er divorce you today! You keep saying it all the time, you just want to use it to threaten us!"

Lin Qingtong smiled charmingly and shrugged, making a suggestion.

"Then you'd better tell Jiang Hao to divorce me as soon as possible, and I'll give you a big gift then."

A glint flashed in her eyes. Since Jiang Hao and Madam Jiang didn't believe that he was infertile, she would produce real evidence.

Madam Jiang gritted her teeth in anger, her eyes fixed on Lin Qingtong.

Lin Qingtong noticed a set of skincare products on the coffee table next to her, and suddenly remembered something, a smile spreading across her face.

"So you were upset with your aunt, so you came here to vent your frustrations?"

"However, if you want to go to a beauty salon, you can mention my name and get a 12% discount."

If Madam Jiang really goes, she'll definitely make the employees suffer terribly.

She left with a single sentence and walked away cheerfully.

I went back to my room, took a shower, and just as I lay down on the bed, I saw a video and a message from my aunt, Jiang Yutang.

It turns out that today was the opening day of the beauty salon, and business was booming. Wealthy ladies coming and going were spending millions of dollars at a time.

Today's turnover is several hundred million.

She instantly understood why Madam Jiang was so furious when she saw her, and why her eyes were even a little red.

Lin Qingtong lay on the bed laughing uncontrollably, feeling incredibly relaxed and cheerful.

She treated Madam Jiang with sincerity, but Madam Jiang was biased towards Jiang Hao and even deliberately disgusted and provoked her mother, Su Wanjun.

Such a person doesn't deserve her sincere treatment.

The next morning, Lin Qingtong saw Cao Kui again as soon as she went out.

He was wearing a black baseball cap and was squatting down to inspect the tires.

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows that fell upon Cao Kui.

In that instant, Lin Qingtong finally realized that something was wrong with her mind.

She wondered why this person looked so familiar. It turned out to be the man who had spoken to Qi Huimin at the mall that day; even his voice sounded so familiar.

Cao Kui spotted Lin Qingtong, stood up and saluted her respectfully, but his eyes held a cold and terrifying glint.

"Good day, Madam."

Lin Qingtong smiled faintly and waved her hand: "I'm not some kind of lady. From now on, call me Miss Lin. Also, this is my business card. You can contact me if you need anything."

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