Now think about it, for a woman like Chen Shuping, he almost abandoned all family affection, but in return he received such indifference.

He gave his all for her, bought her the best clothes, took her to travel to the most beautiful places, and gave her everything she wanted.

And what about her? She repays his affection with betrayal!

Think about everything he has done for Chen Shuping over the years, and it is worthless in her eyes.

He felt wronged! That grievance was like a surging tide, drowning him.

He wanted to cry, but found that his tears had already dried up.

He wanted to slap himself hard, blaming himself for being blind and misjudging the person!

Qian Lingyun looked at the ceiling with empty eyes.

He didn't know what to do in the future, or how to face this broken family...

All the beautiful visions we once had have now turned into nothing.

His world completely collapsed because of Chen Shuping's betrayal!

...

After Chen Shuping finished washing, she wiped her wet hair with a towel and slowly walked out of the hot bathroom.

Drops of water dripped from the ends of her hair onto the floor, forming a small stain.

In order to hide the uneasiness in her heart, which was like the surging anxiety beneath the sea before a storm, she even hummed a song softly, and the singing was trembling slightly, as if it was a candle swaying in the wind.

When she came out and saw Qian Lingyun still sitting on the sofa with his face as cold as an ice sculpture, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat, as if a heavy bell was struck fiercely in her heart.

His demeanor today is indeed somewhat different from the gentle and honest Old Qian of the past.

The furrowed brows, the tight corners of the mouth, and the sharp eyes like an eagle made Chen Shuping feel strange and frightened.

What happened to him today? His eyes seemed to want to eat her alive.

Chen Shuping blinked twice, trying to use this brief movement to cover up her inner panic, and pretended to be calm and asked first,

"Old Qian, what time is it? Why haven't you cooked yet? I'm hungry..."

However, her voice seemed so empty and weak in the silent room.

Qian Lingyun lit a cigarette with a click, and the spark from the cigarette butt flickered in the dim room.

He still stared at her intently, his gaze like two torches, ready to burn Chen Shuping's soul to ashes.

Chen Shuping was a little flustered, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead unknowingly.

She wondered if Qian Lingyun knew something. But how could that be? She thought she had always done everything perfectly.

She smiled awkwardly and pretended to be indifferent, "Forget it if you don't want to do it, I'll just go out to eat..."

Having said this, he turned around and was about to leave, his steps hurried as if he was fleeing from an impending disaster.

Just as she was about to escape from Qian Lingyun's piercing gaze and hide in the bedroom in panic, Qian Lingyun spoke indifferently.

"Chen Shuping, we need to talk!"

The sound was deep and powerful, like a meteorite hitting the earth, carrying with it endless impact and destructive power.

It is as heavy as a mountain, making it hard to breathe.

Chen Shuping, who had just turned around, was startled and the expression on her face froze instantly, like a painting frozen by a sudden storm.

Her heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

She felt a dark cloud enveloping her, and emotions of fear and panic surged like a tide, almost drowning her.

She turned around slowly, frowned slightly, and pretended to be angry. "Old Qian, if you don't want to cook, then don't cook. I'm just too lazy to cook now. What's there to talk about?"

However, her trembling voice and flickering eyes had already betrayed her inner fear.

Humph! Poor evasion! Qian Lingyun couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

After a morning of repeated struggles, his mentality has now calmed down a lot. He is no longer as angry and irrational as he was when he first discovered the situation.

He calmly opened his phone, slid his slender fingers across the screen, and opened a screenshot from the album, which recorded the scene of Chen Shuping and a pretty boy hugging each other naked.

Chen Shuping's lustful expression was clearly visible, and every detail was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Qian Lingyun's heart.

"Do you recognize these two people in the photo?" Qian Lingyun asked coldly. There was no warmth in his voice, as if it came from the abyss.

Looking at the photo in Qian Lingyun's hand, Chen Shuping's face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a complete word for a long time.

"Old, Old Qian...please listen to my explanation...it's not what you think...he...I..."

Her voice was crying and incoherent, and her eyes were full of despair and pleading.

Qian Lingyun smiled, and that smile was full of ridicule and pain.

The facts are in front of us. Do you, Chen Shuping, still have room for your flowery excuses?

Okay, I’d like to hear what you two can do after taking off your clothes and hugging each other?

Chen Shuping fell to her knees with a plop, hugged Qian Lingyun's legs tightly with both hands, and tears burst out like a flood.

"Lao Qian, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I was confused for a moment, please forgive me, please give me another chance..."

Her cries echoed in the room, miserable and sad.

However, Qian Lingyun's attitude remained indifferent. He shook off Chen Shuping's hand, stood up and turned his back to her.

"Chance? Do you think you deserve a chance?"

His voice was filled with disappointment and determination.