Chapter 134: The Trial Begins! The Young Mistress Personally Feeds

Jiang Kexin looked at Song Jie in front of her in disbelief. He had been so good to her as a young man, and now his features were clear and handsome. Apart from not being able to give her a wealthy future, Song Jie wasn’t actually that bad.

He just came from a poor background, but he’d always worked hard to earn money and strove for their future.

But Jiang Kexin understood that the capital city was prosperous and extravagant. Even if Song Jie could really get a corporate executive position and earn money, he still couldn’t afford even a toilet in this city.

They would have to rent for their whole lives.

Moreover, marrying a pauper would only produce a bunch of poor children.

That wasn’t what she wanted. Jiang Kexin had seen this city’s splendor. She wanted to stay and become one of its upper-class people.

So she could only cling to wealthy people.

She only wanted to stay—what was wrong with that?

Song Jie not only didn’t understand or sympathize with her hardship, he even dared to hit her?

“Song Jie, I’m pregnant!”

“You actually hit a pregnant woman—are you even a man? Even if this child isn’t yours, it’s still a fragile, innocent life. Can you bear for it to be born without parental love and a complete family?”

“Jie, you once said you wanted a child, you even said you’d marry me after graduation, and you specially saved up a betrothal fund for me.”

“Although it wasn’t much… but I’m pregnant now and need money—give it to me early.“

“You know how hard it is for men from the village to get married. I’m still willing to marry you, and marrying me is like getting two for one—double your luck…”

“Alright, don’t be angry. I know which card you put the money on—tell me the password in advance, okay?”

This maneuver by Jiang Kexin truly stunned Song Jie, who had always regarded her as his white whale.

He hadn’t expected that under his nose… Kexin would turn into this.

He could hardly recognize her.

She wanted money and expected him to be the fallback husband.

How could that be reasonable!!

“Jiang Kexin, don’t be ridiculous!”

“The child isn’t even mine—why should I be the sucker to raise your kid?”

“Besides, you stabbed me and I haven’t settled that with you yet. If you keep pestering me, I’ll sue you for intentional injury!”

“Look out for yourself and get lost!!”

In his life, Song Jie had never spoken to Jiang Kexin with such disgust and severity.

Clearly she had once been vividly etched on his heart, but that shadow was gradually fading now.

Sister Bingbing stood frozen, watching the breakup of the former lovers. She felt Song Jie looked like a fragile child who had lost everything.

He was clearly hurt to the point of near breaking.

But his gaze still subconsciously fell on Jiang Kexin’s belly.

There was sorrow, and sadness for the child.

With a mother like that, even if the child were born… there would be no good outcome.

He could only show pity.

He couldn’t be—and wouldn’t be—this fallback husband!!

Jiang Kexin didn’t expect that her once thoroughly understanding gentle boyfriend would have such a fierce side.

“Song Jie, you’ve fallen for someone else.”

“You would never treat me like this before—this woman must be your new lover, right? She even dares to defend you in front of me. Let’s see what kind of thing she is…”

Jiang Kexin had gone mad.

She had lost her last life line. Even Song Jie wouldn’t protect her—who could she depend on now?

So she turned and once again ripped off the mask from Sister Bingbing’s face.

In an instant.

The air in the entire VIP ward froze.

Sister Bingbing’s face was revealed: watery bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, brows and eyes exuding a refined, otherworldly elegance. Her simple dress did not hide her beauty—she looked like a southern beauty walked out of an ancient painting.

Jiang Kexin was stunned—the person before her was the goddess Song Jie had always adored and loved, and a top-tier A-list star…

Sister Bingbing!!

No, this can’t be!

A goddess like that couldn’t possibly take a fancy to a poor kid like Song Jie.

It must be fake!

Right, Qin Jiang must have hooked up with a wealthy woman and arranged this to rile her up.

But when a woman feels utterly defeated when another woman merely stands before her, that humiliation is uncontrollable.

Unable to believe it, Jiang Kexin panicked and fled the ward.

Sister Bingbing watched Jiang Kexin’s fleeing figure with no expression. She turned to Song Jie and smiled softly at the young man:

“Little Jie, you don’t need to blame yourself.”

“None of this was caused by you. This young girl made her own mistakes. What you need to do is walk your own path well.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be with you during this time.”

Sister Bingbing remained gentle and generous, taking care of him in every aspect.

But Song Jie knew very well that Sister Bingbing was only entrusted by Ms. Liang to look after him—he mustn’t have any improper thoughts.

As Jiang Kexin had said, he had nothing—what right did he have to talk about relationships?

The immediate priority was to improve himself.

Start a business with Brother Jiang and realize his own value!

“Mhm, Sister Bingbing, don’t worry—I won’t be affected.”

“Sister Bingbing, actually you don’t need to come see me every day—I can help you tell Ms. Liang that you did.”

With Sister Bingbing’s support, Song Jie sat in a wheelchair, his ears still flushed.

“It’s okay. Actually, Little Jie… Ms. Liang only hired me for three days…”

“I came to see you because I wanted to.”

Sister Bingbing leaned down, a fragrant lock of hair brushing Song Jie’s cheek again. The young man awkwardly looked up and met the tender, mature woman’s watery eyes…

Song Jie was a bit confused.

Maybe… Ms. Liang had given him a hidden bonus?

He certainly wouldn’t think of himself as a dish to be picked up, believing a top A-list star could fancy him.

…

In court.

Because this case had fermented online for a long time, netizens were highly attentive.

And it also involved the film affairs of the well-known retired award-winning actress Qin Shuyun.

Plus Qin Qianyun took the opportunity to sue Qin Jiang for plagiarism of the ointment, not only pursuing Qin Jiang’s personal fault but also suing the newly registered Jiang Yan Group.

The matter was too wide-ranging.

And the instigator was all Qin Jiang alone.

The court, considering the circumstances, decided to handle the two cases together.

That day, Qin Shuyun still wore a mask and a simple dress. Long accustomed to high status, she exuded the aura of an award-winning actress as soon as she stepped out of the car and was immediately swarmed by the media.

Qin Shuyun lowered her eyes, seeming immersed in gloom and sorrow, making viewers in the livestream feel heartbroken for her.

“Miss Qin, you suing your brother for plagiarizing your script is indeed righteous, but this happened three years ago—why didn’t you sue at that time?”

Tears rose in Qin Shuyun’s eyes; her voice was hoarse.

“Sorry… this is my private matter.”

The reporters pressed on, asking several more questions.

Sure enough, Qin Shuyun awkwardly covered her mask and spoke.

“Qin Jiang is indeed my biological brother, but I also have another brother named Qin Yun.”

“At the time I was furious, but Yun pleaded for Qin Jiang, believing Qin Jiang would admit his mistake and reform, so I gave him that chance. Who would have thought… in just a few years he escalated, even stealing the formula for my brother’s ointment recipe.“

“He even wanted to develop it into a finished ointment and sell it through his newly founded company… that’s just too much!”

“This time, as his fourth sister, I must correct his evil ways, otherwise I’d be failing in my duty as a sister to guide and educate him.”

Once she said that, and with the reporters building on it.

The internet erupted once more with denunciations of Qin Jiang.

Just then, above the court plaza.

The sound of a helicopter cut through the air. A helicopter bearing the Yan family emblem hovered overhead, preparing to land on the plaza.

Everyone, shocked, upon seeing the Yan conglomerate’s emblem, tacitly turned their cameras away or simply shut them off.

That female demoness didn’t like her image exposed to public cameras.

Otherwise… any media company they belonged to would be ruined.

Qin Jiang looked down at the crowd in the plaza, while Yan Liang calmly and casually fed him porridge at his side.

“Huff huff…”

“Jiang, it’s not hot anymore… you can eat it now.”

Young Mistress Yan’s gentle and considerate demeanor was worlds apart from her usual decisive, ruthless image.

“Yanyan, let me handle this matter myself, okay?”

Qin Jiang frowned but still obediently ate the porridge fed to him by the Young Mistress.

After all, the Young Mistress was personally feeding him!

Even if it were arsenic, he’d have to drink it down.

“Mm, okay.”

“But… Jiang, you must reward obedient Yanyan with a kiss~”