Jin Yining didn't miss her reaction. A dark undercurrent surged in his beautiful pupils, but his words seemed to be trying to save face for Shang Ning, "Don't you remember what you did today?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Shang Ning said, raising her hand and pretending to be annoyed as she rubbed her temples. "I can't remember them very clearly."

Jin Yining reached for her phone, found her Weibo page, and then placed the phone on the table.

Shang Ning: "..."

Shang Ning's frustrated expression froze for a moment. On the same phone screen as Xiao Bei's, there was a Weibo post that had been forwarded over 100,000 times.

After putting her phone away, Jin Yining looked at Shang Ning with a leisurely air. "The car accident happened a week ago, and this Weibo post was published at 10:26 this morning. Selective amnesia?"

Shang Ning: "..."

It was still her pleasant voice, and her elegant face.

This gentle and refined man in front of her slapped her without making a sound.

First, they gave her a ladder to climb down, but when she was halfway down, they pulled it away!

No wonder she has Beckham completely under her thumb.

Shang Ning composed herself and sorted out her thoughts. She could even supervise graduate students; how could she not handle a celebrity?

So Shang Ning smiled slightly and said, "Weibo has a feature called scheduled posting."

Jin Yining clasped her hands together, and even though she had all sorts of questions in her mind, she chose to watch her perform.

"This Weibo post was published because I forgot about it."

"So, you wrote the scheduled Weibo posts?" Although the reason was straightforward, Jin Yining continued to press.

There's no denying that it was indeed written by the toxic fan herself.

Shang Ning expressed his helplessness regarding this matter, but could only plead guilty.

"So I plead guilty, I plead guilty, I deeply plead guilty to this. Actually, after the car accident, I felt that it was so good to be alive, and I started to re-examine my life. I realized that I had made too many mistakes in the past, and I deeply apologize for the negative impact I had on you and Xiao, no, Qin Wei. That Weibo post was edited before the car accident. At that time, I was young and reckless and didn't know any better, but now I know I was wrong, I was really wrong, I really forgot about it. I will retract the Weibo post now, I will retract it immediately. I can apologize, I can apologize publicly, and I can also help you prove that it was all fake, and I swear..."

Jin Yining watched the woman in front of him frantically picking up her phone to delete the Weibo post. He had a thousand doubts in his heart. If she had been enlightened when he had tried to persuade her in the past, how could she have become the way she is now?

But the stranger it was, the more suspicious Jin Yining became, wondering if the car accident was related to her.

Everyone else died, but she only suffered minor injuries.

"No need. It's a fact that I'm married. Starting today, I'm moving back in."

"What? No way!"

Shang Ning stood up instantly, and looking at Jin Yining who had put down the eggs and stood up, her humble expression of 'sincere' apology instantly turned into a stepmother's face.

After calling out, Shang Ning realized that she had been a bit too emotional. She lowered her head and cursed herself inwardly. She hadn't fully sorted out this relationship yet, and what would happen to her Xiao Bei if he came back to stay?

Doesn't his admission of being married make Beckham the target of criticism?

Isn't this couple going to fall apart?

This won't do, this won't do.

Shang Ning coughed lightly and looked up at Jin Yining. "What I mean is, my mind hasn't been working very well lately. The doctor said I need to rest, so it's best if there are no outsiders at home. But don't worry, I will definitely clarify this matter. It was all a rumor I made up, it's all false."

"How do you plan to clarify this?" Jin Yining asked slowly, looking at Shang Ning with a half-smile. "Is the marriage certificate fake? Or is our marriage fake?"

That's a good question.

"But you really can't stay here." Shang Ning ran in front of him and blocked the bedroom door. "What will Teacher Qin do if you stay here?"

Shang Ning spoke cryptically, hoping he would understand what she meant.