The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains into the room, waking the two from their sleep.

After a quick wash and a hearty breakfast, they went hand in hand to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Before long, they stepped out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, clutching the red certificate that symbolized their love and commitment—the marriage certificate.

"Honey, I'm so happy! Now I can finally marry you legitimately!"

Zhao Yihan was overjoyed, her face beaming with a happy smile, as beautiful and charming as a flower blooming in spring.

Zhang Hai looked tenderly at his beautiful wife beside him, his eyes filled with affection, and gently put his arm around Zhao Yihan's shoulder.

She said softly, "Yes, I'm very happy too. Darling, let's go out for dinner and celebrate properly."

"Okay, sure!" Zhao Yihan nestled in Zhang Hai's arms like a docile kitten, nodding obediently in response.

For the next few days, life was like a still pond, calm and undisturbed.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people, and a sudden change shattered this tranquility.

Zhao Yihan ran into Huo Jinning and Yue Yi, who were shopping, which led to the events described earlier.

Within a single day, Zhao Yihan became the target of public criticism and was subjected to a barrage of insults and condemnations from across the internet.

Not only that, all her works were forced to be taken down, her commercial endorsements were terminated one after another, and she faced pressure to pay huge compensation.

The agency that once heavily promoted her has now chosen to abandon her.

During this difficult time, Zhao Yihan could only rely on her husband, Zhang Hai.

"Honey, you're back?" Zhao Yihan sat alone in the living room, feeling uneasy and anxiously waiting for Zhang Hai to return.

Every minute and every second was torture for her. She didn't know how to face the predicament she was in, and could only place her hopes on Zhang Hai.

"Hmm, why aren't you asleep yet? Staying up late isn't good for the baby," Zhang Hai said drunkenly, his face flushed and reeking of alcohol.

"You've been drinking? I'll make you some hangover soup." Zhao Yihan said gently, looking at Zhang Hai's unsteady gait.

"You're still the best." Zhang Hai muttered, reaching out to grab Zhao Yihan, but his body wouldn't obey him, and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Yihan quickly helped Zhang Hai up and helped him sit on the sofa. Then she turned around and went into the kitchen to start making a hangover soup.

After a while, Zhao Yihan came out with a steaming bowl of hangover soup and handed it to Zhang Hai: "Honey, drink this hangover soup quickly, it will make you feel better."

Zhang Hai took the bowl and drank the hangover soup in one gulp, feeling much better in his stomach.

"Honey, there's something I want to tell you," Zhao Yihan said softly as she sat down next to Zhang Hai.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Hai asked.

"It's Yue Yitang from last time. She used to be the eldest daughter of Pengfei Group..." Zhao Yihan was interrupted by Zhang Hai before she could finish speaking.

"What? Who are you saying she is?" Zhang Hai sat up abruptly, staring wide-eyed at Zhao Yihan with a look of surprise on his face.

"The eldest daughter of Pengfei Group," Zhao Yihan repeated.

"How could she be the eldest daughter of Pengfei Group?" Zhang Hai frowned, lost in thought.

"I don't know either, that's just how it happened. I ran into her outside yesterday, and I apologized to her, even kneeling down before her despite being pregnant."

“But she still used her family’s connections to spread rumors about me online. Now I’ve been abandoned by the company and have to pay huge compensation. You have to help me…” Zhao Yihan became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and tears streamed down her face.

"A huge compensation? How much?" Zhang Hai's heart tightened upon hearing this.

His initial concerns about Pengfei Group's eldest daughter vanished instantly, leaving him with only one thought in his mind—how much compensation should he pay?

Zhao Yihan took a deep breath and said softly, "Twenty million."

"What? Twenty million? That much?" Zhang Hai exclaimed in shock, his voice so loud it seemed to shatter the roof.

He stared at Zhao Yihan with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

This amount is undoubtedly astronomical for ordinary people, and Zhang Hai is no exception.

At this moment, Zhao Yihan suddenly grabbed Zhang Hai's hand, tears welling up in her eyes, and choked out, "Husband, just this once, can you bear to watch our son be born in prison?"

She knew Zhang Hai's weakness; he would soften whenever the child was mentioned.

Sure enough, Zhang Hai's face turned very ugly. He gritted his teeth and said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to compensate you, it's just that I don't have that much money."

“How could you not have 20 million? Wouldn’t you get a lot of assets in the divorce settlement?” Zhao Yihan retorted.

In fact, 20 million is not a large sum for Zhao Yihan. She is waiting for Zhang Hai here today not because she really cares about the compensation, but because she is worried that Zhang Hai will use the child's parentage to make a fuss after he learns about the news online.

However, to her surprise, money has now become the biggest obstacle to solving the problem.

"I only got ten million in the divorce settlement..." Zhang Hai said dejectedly.

"What? Only ten million?" Zhao Yihan suddenly raised her voice, her face full of disbelief. She didn't even care about politeness and interrupted Zhang Hai directly.

"Yes, it's all your fault. If that woman hadn't caught me doing something wrong while we were together, things wouldn't have turned out this way!" Zhang Hai unhesitatingly shifted all the blame onto Zhao Yihan, without mentioning a word about his own embezzlement and bribery.

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