Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

“If I want you to never be able to turn your life around, it’s not difficult.” Qiao Aiyun’s tone was firm, and her phoenix-like eyes were burning with a cold light. She tilted her head slightly to look up at Song Jingren, her eyes void of any warmth.

At this moment, in the conference hall within Huamao Hotel, the crowd and media reporters who had come to join in the commotion widened their eyes and were dumbfounded.

To them, the Song family was a wealthy family in Yuncheng. They all said that rich people’s families were very messy. This was the first time they had seen a couple turn against each other openly.

Previously, the disturbance at the filiation banquet had involved the Fu family. But it had only spread on a small scale among high society, and the general public knew very little about it.

But now, it was different. They had participated in the whole process of the fight, and their blood was boiling at this moment.

“Holy shit. If Song Jingren sent someone to do this, it’s too shameless.”

“He won’t even let off his father-in-law’s family. How heartless.”

“I knew it. How could the Jade Hall of Spring sell fakes? That’s simply nonsense.”

“They’ve been married for more than twenty years, yet he used such despicable means. How vile!”

…

The discussions below were like a tidal wave that rose higher and higher, seemingly wanting to devour Song Jingren.

***

Being threatened and slapped by a woman in public was a great humiliation for a man.

But Qiao Aiyun ignored him and picked up the microphone. “After what just happened, I believe everyone knows the truth now.

“I assure everyone that all the jade works in the Jade Hall of Spring have been authenticated through quality inspections and given proper certificates. If anyone has any doubts, you can report them to the Industry and Commerce Department. If you discover a fake good, we will compensate you tenfold.

“For this matter, I’ll go through the legal procedures to protect my personal rights and interests.”

A reporter questioned closely, “Ms. Qiao, those photos online…”

Qiao Aiyun snorted and looked at the ashen-faced man beside her. “Things happened one after another. Isn’t everyone clear about this yet? Someone wants to ruin my reputation. If something happens to me, who will benefit the most? Don’t you all know this?”

Everyone’s focus instantly gathered on Song Jingren.

Song Jingren’s heart seemed to be burning with fury and rushing out the top of his head. His face was ashen while the side of his face that had been slapped just now was faintly red and swollen. “Qiao Aiyun, don’t f*cking slander me!”

Since things had already come to this, there was no need for Song Jingren to pretend anymore, and he even used vulgarities.

“What did I say? Did I say that person was you?” She gave him a sideways look.

She looked down at him as though she was looking at her defeated.

Her gaze was full of disdain and arrogance.

“President Song, why are you jumping out in such a hurry?

“What’s the matter? Feeling guilty?”

There were immediately several low snorts of laughter below.

“Damn, he confessed without being pressed. I’ve never seen someone as stupid as him.”

“He must be desperate. Ms. Qiao didn’t name him. He even said that his secretary was stupid. He’s the f*cking fool instead.”

“Did he post all those photos online? This person is really unscrupulous for his own benefits.”

…

Song Jingren’s fingers clenched, and his knuckles turned white.

“Qiao Aiyun, did I fake the photos? Did I force you to go around with him as a pair?” Song Jingren faced the camera.

“Everyone can check if the photos are real or fake.

“Don’t f*cking think you can lead the life of a whore and still get to erect a monument to celebrate your chastity!”

The crowd got into an uproar.

This sentence was too malicious to describe his own wife.

No one was in the mood to distinguish the truth of his words. They only focused their attention on Qiao Aiyun.

They felt that this woman was too pitiful.

She stood there, her back straight, unmoving. But her fingers holding the microphone were white and trembling, and the corners of her eyes were dyed red with rage.

Song Fengwan was standing in the control room, and upon hearing this, she turned around and dashed downstairs.

“Wanwan?” Fu Chen frowned.

Shi Fang was focused on watching the show and didn’t expect Song Fengwan to run off. He wasn’t able to stop her at all…

***

After a short silence, Qiao Aiyun shot Geng Ying a look.

Geng Ying passed her a brown paper bag and then glanced at Song Jingren out of the corner of her eye.

Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and slowly opened the paper bag.

“I didn’t intend to take these things out initially. But since things have gotten to this point, I don’t have to cover for you anymore…”

She found a stack of photos from inside and placed them in front of the reporters one by one.

Almost all of them were photos of Song Jingren and various women being intimate at different periods of time. In some photos, Song Jingren was very young.

“Photos, right? I have many here…”

“Qiao Aiyun, are you f*cking crazy?!” Song Jingren’s eyes widened as he reached out to snatch the photos.

Qiao Aiyun turned around and threw all the photos on his face.

Dozens of photos were scattered all over the floor.

The sharp edges of the photo brushed past his face, causing a stab of pain.

“Mr. Song, you said I had an affair. Come and explain to me who these women are.

“I was too young back then. When you told me that the company just started out, so you needed to go out to socialize and play along, I believed you. Tell me. What kind of play requires you to climb into a woman’s bed?

“Was it because you drank too much? Were you unconscious?”

Qiao Aiyun sneered.

“Do you believe that yourself? You were able to sleep with another woman while you were unconscious? President Song, I really admire you!”

A long, thin wound appeared on Song Jingren’s cheek, and a drop of blood rolled down.

His body was trembling, and his face became even paler as he listened to the discussions and condemnations of the crowd below.

“I knew it. These rich people have messy private lives. If they can’t control their lower bodies, who can they blame?”

“Ms. Qiao has endured this for too long.”

“Perhaps it’s for the sake of her family and child. Many women are like this nowadays. They muddle through their days, turning a blind eye to such things because they feel that their lives can still continue. This time, she’s really heartbroken!”

…

“These are all fake! Everything’s fake!” Song Jingren was furious.

“What about this one?” Qiao Aiyun took out a slightly yellowed piece of paper from the paper bag. There were many things written on it. It was too far away, so the reporters’ cameras couldn’t capture it clearly.

It was a half-page handwritten paper and even had a signature.

“You…” Song Jingren looked alarmed, panicked, and helpless.

He immediately reached out, grabbed the piece of paper, and tried to tear it…

“It’s a copy anyway. Go ahead and tear it.”

“Qiao Aiyun, you actually still kept this thing? You…”

“That’s right. This is the first time you wrote me an apology letter after having an affair. Are you very surprised that I kept it?” Qiao Aiyun sneered. “After this incident, you’ve indeed been very good to me and Wanwan. I also said that there was no need to keep this kind of thing.

“But I still kept a trick up my sleeve. If we lived peacefully, this thing would never have seen the light of day in this lifetime. But you want to fight me to the death…

“In that case, do I need to give you face?”

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. He even wrote a f*cking apology letter before?

…

Song Fengwan was walking down the stairs step by step, listening quietly to the commotion at the press conference.

Every step she took felt as though she was stepping on glass, as though everything in her memory was shattering into fragments…

She could no longer piece together a complete picture.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her fingers were trembling so much that she could barely hold the handrail.

***

On the press conference stage…

Song Jingren’s fingers trembled as he pointed at Qiao Aiyun. “You… you’re ruthless.”

He knew very well that after this incident, his reputation would be utterly ruined.

“If you want to say that I forged everything, explain to everyone where Jiang Fengya popped out from.

“She’s the daughter you want to acknowledge with great fanfare, isn’t she? Surely, you’re not going to raise someone else’s daughter, are you?

“How is she older than Wanwan? Explain yourself.”

Qiao Aiyun smiled bitterly. “Back then, when I left my family and started a business with you, I would sometimes only have a full meal every two or three days. You said you didn’t want our child to be born at this time and suffer with us. I even thought that you cared about our family.

“Who the hell would have known that you already had an illegitimate daughter outside?!”

Qiao Aiyun raised the microphone and smashed it at his head.

Her fingers were trembling, and she missed. Instead of hitting his head, it hit the floor with a thump.

Song Jingren hadn’t expected Qiao Aiyun to reveal all these secrets of his. His lips were trembling from fury, but he couldn’t find a perfect explanation under the questioning gazes of the reporters.

“Song Jingren…” Qiao Aiyun faced him and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Song Jingren turned his head to look at her.

He didn’t expect to be slapped in the face.

Many reporters forgot to take photos and felt regretful.

“Damn, well done!”

“Beat him to death! What a f*cking scumbag!”

Some indignant people itched to rush up and step on him.

The slap whipped Song Jingren’s face to the side, and his mouth was slightly torn.

“I was young back then, and I was deceived by your flowery words. I kept thinking of giving you another chance. Actually, for creatures like men…

“Once they cheat, they can no longer be trusted for life.

“You owe me this slap.”

Song Jingren took a deep breath and suppressed his fury. He raised his hand to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, but before he looked up…

Qiao Aiyun flung her other hand and hit him hard again.

A crisp sound rang out.

“This is for Wanwan. In order to deal with me, you actually used public opinion to say that she’s not your daughter? You disregarded your relationship with your daughter. You aren’t worthy of being her father.”

“Qiao Aiyun!” Song Jingren was agitated from the beating. He looked up and shouted at her, “Don’t think I don’t hit women!”

“Didn’t you hit Wanwan last time? You can even hit your own biological daughter. Of course, I’m not an exception.” Qiao Aiyun’s expression was cynical.

“You…” Song Jingren’s fingers clenched.

The feeling of having his misdeeds exposed was like being roasted over a fire. It was torture.

Qiao Aiyun rubbed her wrist and smiled at him. Suddenly, she raised her hand, and as swift as lightning…

She slapped him hard. This time, the blow was the fiercest.

Some reporters could clearly see blood spewing out of Song Jingren’s mouth from their cameras.

“This is for our Qiao family. Do you think you can ruin our family’s reputation? Do you think you even deserve to touch our family?”

Her phoenix-like eyes were intimidating as she stood proudly.

Everyone seemed to be used to calling her Mrs. Song and Ms. Qiao. They seemed to have forgotten that she was also the only daughter of the Qiao family…

The Qiao family had been truly impressive back then. As Old Master Qiao’s daughter, she should indeed behave like this.

***

By the time Song Fengwan arrived backstage, before she could do anything, a person suddenly walked out of the shadows. He reached out to grab her arm and pulled her into a corner to avoid the reporters’ cameras.

Fu Chen, following behind her, widened his stride and reached out to pin down the person’s wrist. “Let go.”

When the lights swept past, Song Fengwan finally saw the person in the dark clearly… “Uncle Yan?”

Yan Wangchuan glanced at Fu Chen and let go of Song Fengwan’s arm. Fu Chen immediately let go.

“Mr. Yan.” Fu Chen calculated the time. He should have arrived. He had been focused on Song Fengwan’s situation and hadn’t paid attention to Yan Wangchuan at all.

They looked at each other.

Yan Wangchuan’s eyes were cold. This brat’s grip is quite strong.

Fu Chen reached out and pulled Song Fengwan backward by half an inch. He stood between the two of them protectively.

Yan Wangchuan ignored him and continued staring at the stage. How could reputable Old Master Fu have such a childish son?

He looked down on Fu Chen’s childish action, but he didn’t know that he would be even more childish and laughable than him in the future.

“Mr. Yan, when did you arrive?” Fu Chen raised an eyebrow.

Yan Wangchuan looked at the stage and ignored him.

Fu Chen licked the inside of his cheeks. Ignoring me?

How impressive.

What a big temper.

“Uncle Yan, when did you arrive?” Song Fengwan helped him out when she saw the awkward atmosphere.

“I’ve been here for around five minutes. Don’t get involved in the adults’ affairs. The scene is too chaotic. Previously, they still added mosaics when they took photos, but many media outlets are broadcasting live now. Don’t get caught on camera,” Yan Wangchuan reminded.

“I know.” Song Fengwan nodded obediently.

Fu Chen raised an eyebrow. Isn’t this discrimination in treatment too obvious?

…

Meanwhile, on the stage, Song Jingren was already on fire.

Anyway, all these secrets had been exposed by Qiao Aiyun. His reputation had already been ruined, so he wouldn’t let her have an easy time no matter what.

“Hah… You’ve been criticizing me. Explain to me about those photos. Who’s that man? Eating together and even living together?

“Since you say that there’s nothing between you two, do you dare to tell everyone who he is? Let everyone verify your true relationship with him. Do you think it’s fine just because you say that you’re not in a relationship?

“What is that man’s name?! Qiao Aiyun, I bet you don’t have the guts to say it!”

Qiao Aiyun really didn’t dare.

She didn’t want to implicate Yan Wangchuan. This scumbag is simply despicable.

Yan Wangchuan’s eyes darkened as he slowly walked out of the shadows…