Lin Yan stared intently at Lin Qingtong, no longer daring to smash the glass in her face.

He simply threw it forcefully to the ground, the crisp sound of glass echoing within the spacious villa.

"I'm your father, and this is how you talk to me!"

Lin Qingtong slowly pulled back her leaning body, her lips curled in a sarcastic smile.

"You may be my father, but you've never taken any responsibility. You only gave birth to me but didn't raise me. What are you?"

She was too lazy to argue with Lin Yan any further, and just glanced at him with a lazy and indifferent look.

“I’m warning you, if anything happens to Mom at home, even the slightest thing, even if she just falls down, you’d better watch out.”

"You probably already know this, but now that I'm serving by Master Shen's side, he could crush you all with a single finger."

Upon hearing Lin Qingtong's words, Lin Yan's expression instantly changed, turning so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. However, he dared not do anything to Lin Qingtong and could only grit his teeth and utter a single sentence.

"You're ruthless."

His words were already a concession. Lin Qingtong smiled coldly and led Su Wanjun back to the room.

Lin Qingtong turned on the room light, pulled Su Wanjun to sit down, and gave her worried instructions.

"If they dare to bully you, you should tell me, okay?"

Su Wanjun held Lin Qingtong's hand tightly, her smile gentle and tender.

"Don't worry, I've come to terms with it now. No one can bully me. But what are you planning to do about your relationship with Jiang Hao?"

A look of worry flashed in her eyes.

Although she has learned to protect Lin Qingtong, traditional values ​​still suggest that they should not get a divorce.

As she recalled Lin Qingtong's childhood, a sharp pain welled up in her heart.

If Lin Qingtong hadn't insisted on getting a divorce, that wouldn't have happened.

She even blamed herself for Lin Qingtong's inability to have children.

Lin Qingtong was completely unaware of Su Wanjun's thoughts, and simply answered with a deep gaze.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'll handle Jiang Hao's situation myself."

"But I still want a divorce."

As soon as she said those words, she felt inexplicably relieved.

Su Wanjun sat there with her eyes downcast, and suddenly started to cry, large tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Can you two not get a divorce? I'm worried..."

Her voice choked and trembled as she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, feeling utterly helpless.

Looking at Su Wanjun in front of her, Lin Qingtong felt a bitter and helpless feeling welling up in her heart.

Not getting a divorce...

Does she really have to spend her whole life fighting against Jiang Hao and Qi Huimin like this?

In order to keep her so-called position as Mrs. Jiang, she trapped herself for the rest of her life.

This kind of life is definitely not what she wants.

But Lin Qingtong didn't say it directly; she just gave a perfunctory answer.

"I'll think about it."

Su Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief, got up and took a document from a drawer to the side, handing it to Lin Qingtong.

"Take this transfer document back with you; I have a copy here."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong glanced at the document, which clearly stated that it was an equity transfer agreement.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she gave a cold laugh.

This agreement could be put to good use.

After Lin Qingtong said goodbye to Su Wanjun, she went to the living room, where Shen Xue was massaging Lin Yan's shoulders, soothing him with gentle words, like a tender and understanding flower.

Lin Yan's imposing aura subsided, and he spoke in a calm tone: "Xue'er, you've really been wronged. I'll kick that bastard out one day."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong showed no change in emotion, but simply walked closer, her red lips slightly parted.

"If you feel wronged, why endure it? I have a signed agreement here. If you lay a hand on Mom, you will lose everything."

"At that time, I will expose all your past actions on the internet. Don't forget, I have other evidence on hand."

Under the bright and dazzling crystal chandelier, Lin Qingtong's face was exquisitely beautiful and aloof, her skin as white as jade, and she seemed to be glowing as she stood there.

When Lin Yan's gaze fell on Lin Qingtong's face, he immediately recalled Su Wanjun in her youth, who was so stunningly beautiful that she would become the center of everyone's attention wherever she went.

When they first got married, he doted on her and kept her at home, afraid that outsiders would discover her beauty, and never allowed her to go out alone.

At that time, he did love Su Wanjun, but she was too proud and always longed for freedom.

It wasn't until he got her pregnant, intending to use the child to trap her, that he finally succeeded in trapping Su Wanjun, which also caused Lin Yan to begin to resent Su Wanjun.

If it weren't for his carelessness, Su Wanjun wouldn't have been on the verge of death. Guilt and helplessness overwhelmed him, and he could only deal with his emotions alone.

At this moment, Shen Xue, who was like a confidante, appeared, allowing him to experience the thrill of being a man and the honor of having everyone revolve around him.

Shen Xue noticed that something was wrong with Lin Yan. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly stepped forward to block his view.

"Tongtong, we are all family. How could you think of me like that? How could I bully Sister Wanjun?"

"Stop throwing a tantrum, or Auntie will kneel down and apologize to you right here?"

She made a move to kneel down, and Lin Yan immediately came to his senses. Lin Qingtong looked very much like Su Wanjun, even in personality; she was always so arrogant and self-righteous.

There's no need for me to pity them.

Lin Yan pulled Shen Xue into his arms, gave Lin Qingtong a cold glance, and then spoke to Shen Xue.

"Xue'er, don't apologize to someone like her. She's just like her mother; they look down on people and think they're so great."

"Don't come back crying and begging us in the end."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingtong's lips curled into a mocking smile. She put the agreement into her bag and gave a direct reply.

"Don't worry, I won't beg you. Besides, she's not my aunt, she's just a shameless mistress."

This infuriated Lin Yan to the point of rage.

Before Lin Yan could say anything, Lin Qingtong simply stepped out of the Lin family home in her high heels.

As Lin Qingtong sat in the car on her way back, her slender fingers flipped through the agreement, and she could clearly see that her grandfather and maternal grandfather had signed it.

I couldn't help but recall those two kind and gentle old people, and a strange emotion welled up in my heart.

People are always mourning what they have lost.

As the heavy night enveloped the Jiang family villa, Lin Qingtong stepped into the living room, and Wang Ma hurriedly stepped forward to inquire.

"Madam, why are you back so late? You must be tired from work. Are you hungry? I'll make you some late-night snacks."

After receiving Lin Qingtong's reply, Wang Ma went into the kitchen to get busy. She was on her phone replying to work messages and was sitting next to the dining chair.

Lin Qingtong's slightly wavy long hair cascaded down her back, her skin was porcelain white, and her slender, delicate fingers flew across the phone screen, her expression slightly focused.

The orange light fell around her, enveloping her in a soft glow.

A figure stood on the second-floor railing.