The pain in her chest became even worse. She knew it was a lie, but he was so blatantly protecting Bai Mengqiu that Wen Jingyi still felt her heart numbing with pain.

When she first got married to Shen Zekai, she saw a necklace she liked at an auction house and wanted to buy it, but her mother asked her to give it to Bai Mengqiu.

She felt aggrieved, but her mother's words, "Qiuqiu is your sister, so what if you give in to her?", made her lose the courage to fight for it.

At that time, Wen Jingyi didn't understand that her family's favoritism was totally unreasonable. She thought that as long as she was obedient enough, she could be loved like Bai Mengqiu and receive the love that belonged to a biological daughter.

But seeing her staring at the necklace reluctantly, Shen Zekai bought it without hesitation and put the necklace around his neck in front of the Wen family and Bai Mengqiu.

"As a husband, I have to make sure my wife gets what she likes. Whoever wants to snatch it from her has to get past me."

The mother was unwilling to accept it, but she didn't dare to offend Shen Zekai, so she could only smile awkwardly and say that Shen Zekai really doted on her.

But now, Shen Zekai sternly asked her to give up the things so that Bai Mengqiu could become his most beautiful bride.

"Mr. Shen, do you think that I haven't given her enough?"

Wen Jingyi sarcastically said, "I gave her the comfortable life I should have enjoyed, the love of my parents and brother, and even my engagement and my lover. Now I'm considered an unforgivable sinner just because I refuse to give up a brooch?"

She gave Bai Mengqiu a meaningful look and said, "You should know who is competing with whom, right?"

Bai Mengqiu's expression suddenly stiffened: "Sister, you misunderstood. I really like this brooch, and I don't intend to snatch it from you..."

Wen Jingyi interrupted her: "Then it's first come, first served."

She turned around and was about to ask the shopping guide to continue issuing tickets, but Shen Zekai said coldly: "Who said first come first served? Shouldn't it be the highest bidder?"

He stepped forward and took out the black card: "Three million, I want this brooch."

Wen Jingyi clenched her palms so tightly that her nails almost pierced the flesh.

His attitude was exactly the same as when he helped her take the photo of the necklace, arrogant and determined.

Unlike Shen Zerui, Shen Zekai is the heir of the family. He has been placed with high hopes since he was a child and has more say.

He has the right to be arrogant and the confidence to spend money to compete with her.

The salesperson was stunned for a moment, clearly feeling very embarrassed. Finally, she said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Wen, why don't you take a look at other brooches? We have many similar styles here..."

Wen Jingyi lowered her eyes and suppressed the redness in her eyes: "Three million and a half million."