"No...no...don't come closer..."

"Tricking me again? You're such a mischievous one, Xinxing."

Who is Xinxin? No, she isn't.

But the man didn't have too much time to think, his sturdy frame sunk heavily.

Shen Qinglan's consciousness was being overwhelmed little by little by the man's heat, she didn't even have the strength to resist.

The night was so long, so lingeringly tender...

When he woke up, the man was still asleep, his face buried in his pillow. The dim light made it impossible to see his features, and Shen Qinglan didn't dare to look.

Fear, anger, but without the courage to look at the man, she quietly climbed down from the bed, put on her clothes and hurried out of the room.

Mingming was at the dinner table at home. Because her father and stepmother wanted her to get married, she refused, leading to an argument with them. How did she end up here?

Unintentionally raising her eyes, Shen Qinglan saw her current appearance reflected in the mirror on the hotel corridor.

Her snow-white skin bore the traces of intimacy, especially her neck, which was bare and exposed. It was undeniable.

Just when she was at a loss and didn't know what was going on, Shen Qingyi and Liu Xuemei walked slowly from the end of the corridor. Seeing Shen Qinglan's appearance, they showed no surprise, even smugness.

How did you get here? At this time of all times?

Shen Qinglan seemed to understand what was happening in an instant.

Last night's events were our doing.

No wonder, last night, although I was conscious, I couldn't push that man away.

Three months ago, Liu Xuemei entered the Shen family with a pair of dragon twins who were only a year younger than her.

He admitted to the twins being his, saying that Ma hadn't given him a son, so Liu Xuemei should bring the two children into the house.

Driven to her limits by her husband's nearly 20 years of deceit and betrayal, a mother, consumed by despair, jumped from the 16th floor.

Less than a hundred days after her mother's death, her father and stepmother got married. They didn't agree with this, so they framed themselves.

The more I think about it, the colder my heart feels.

"Sister, congratulations, you're getting married soon." Shen Qingyi looked at the smile triumphantly.

Shen Qinglan coldly looked at Shen Qingyi and her mother, and said fiercely, "Who said I'm getting married? If you want to get married, go ahead!"

"Hey, the rice is cooked, and you still want to shirk your responsibilities?" This time, it was Liu Xuemei who spoke, giving Shen Qinglan a disdainful glance as if she were some kind of filth.

One more glance, and your eyes will be soiled.

Shen Qinglan's whole body trembled, her heart breaking. Was last night's marriage partner arranged by them?

A middle-aged man, almost as old as his father, with a big belly and greasy, sleazy hair on top of his head.

Because of her excessive anger, Shen Qinglan had been agitated.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Marriage is a happy occasion, why are you so pale?" Shen Qingyi deliberately provoked.

After Shen Qinglan married that old geezer, she became the eldest Miss of the Shen family.

And Shen Qinglan spent the rest of her life serving that old man.

Just thinking about it feels exhilarating. After being the Miss Shen for 19 years, it's time to pass the torch.

Unconsciously, Shen Qingyi let out a laugh.

"Don't be like your mother, she can't even keep a man. Serve Zhang properly, even though he's old and ugly, as long as you make him comfortable, he will definitely treat you well. Come on, your father is waiting at home. Let's see what day the wedding is set for." Liu Xuemei gestured to Chen Butler to take it away.

Shen Qinglan looked at this despicable mother and daughter, all the resentment in her heart gushed out. She slapped Xuemei with her hand, so hard that her entire arm went numb.

I've wanted to hit you with this for a long time. I mean, how could my mom die?

This time, it's because Shen's family-run construction materials company has too many outstanding payments, its cash flow is not keeping up, and it's facing the risk of bankruptcy. So, her father and stepmother want to use her marriage to that elderly Mr. Zhang in exchange for investment.

“You want to use me in exchange for your wealth and glory? Never! I would rather die than marry you.” Shen Qinglan had never been so resolute, so hysterical. She yelled at them before turning to flee.

But she was discovered by the housekeeper first and her arm was grabbed. Seeing that she couldn't run, Liu Xuemei also came over to grab her.

One person, where is the opponent of three people, ultimately, was tied back.

Shen Feng, also known as..., is sitting on the sofa in the living room. Beside him is Zhang Zong, whose face doesn't look good either.

Xue Mei didn't seem to notice anything amiss, and stepped forward to take credit, "Zhang Zong, were you satisfied yesterday? My Qing Lan is still good, you've been married three times now, you've made a big profit this time."

Thinking back to last night, Shen Qinglan was filled with resentment and shame. This old man had ruined her. If she had a knife right now, she would definitely rush over and kill that scoundrel, as well as the mother and son who framed her.

Zhang Zong's face turned cold, and his already ugly face became even more ferocious. "I waited in the room all night and no one showed up. Are you satisfied? Satisfied with your head!"

Liu Xuemei's face was like a sieve that had been sifted, black one moment and white the next, as if she couldn't quite react.

Was Shen Qinglan not in her room last night?

Who were you with last night?

"Mr. Zhang, you can't deny it! Look at the marks on my Qing Lan Yi, weren't these caused by you?"

This is Xuemei's only possible explanation.

It means that Zhang always takes advantage of people, sleeps with them and then avoids responsibility.