She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

The woman's face was contorted with anger, almost to the point of being ferocious, just like the one Lin Qingran had when she made her last video call to Lin Yuyan.

This made Fu Xiuheng even more certain that the person in front of him was Lin Qingran.

He gripped Lin Qingran's wrist tightly. "Still won't admit it? Hmm?"

His large, well-defined hand reached towards Lin Qingran's waist.

He remembered there was a scar here, but it was the most sensitive spot on Lin Qingran's entire body.

Countless nights they spent together, whenever his hand touched that slightly raised scar, Lin Qingran would always tremble uncontrollably.

“I remember this is your most sensitive spot.” Fu Xiuheng gave a wicked smile and whispered close to Lin Qingran’s ear, almost teasingly.

"How long do you think you can keep up this act in front of me?"

He skillfully stroked Lin Qingran's waist, but to his shock, he couldn't touch anything through such thin fabric.

The skin beneath the clothes appeared smooth, which startled Fu Xiuheng, leaving him stunned on the spot.

Lin Qingran slowly curved her lips into a smile and spoke softly.

"I heard that Mr. Fu's relationship with your wife has been strained ever since they got married. But I never thought that someone as reserved and self-respecting as Mr. Fu would be unable to shake off the bad habits that most men have."

She spoke almost into Fu Xiuheng's ear, enunciating each word clearly.

"Even if you say you don't like it, when you're actually sleeping with someone, you might not actually hate them that much."

Fu Xiuheng's eyes widened suddenly as the woman in front of him spoke to him in the exact same voice as Lin Qingran.

But the words that came out were so poignant.

She was completely different from the gentle and obedient Lin Qingran he remembered, and the scar he had never touched made his originally very firm heart waver a little.

"Sister, are you here?" A hurried knock came from outside the door.

Taking advantage of Fu Xiuheng's momentary daze, Lin Qingran kicked him mercilessly.

Fu Xiuheng felt a sharp pain in his thigh and instinctively arched his back.

Lin Qingran jumped off the sink and went to open the door.

With a worried expression, Bo Ye grabbed Lin Qingran's hand, "Are you alright, sister?"

Then they saw Fu Xiuheng leaning against the wall, enduring excruciating pain.

He immediately understood what he had done and instinctively wanted to rush forward, yelling, "Are all the women in the world dead? You're always eyeing my wife!"

I have to say, it was really satisfying to curse them out.

But Lin Qingran still stopped Bo Ye, saying, "Why bother arguing with a homeless stray dog? Let's go."

She nudged Bo Ye, who was angry but helpless. He turned and glared fiercely at Fu Xiuheng before leaving with Lin Qingran.

What did Lin Qingran just call me? Did she call me a dog?

Fu Xiuheng looked on in disbelief.

And that pretty boy from earlier, he actually called Lin Qingran his wife?

Meanwhile, Bo Ye, looking furious, had already been pushed into her room by Lin Qingran.

"Did the teacher send you?"

Bo Ye, who had been pushed onto the sofa, looked indignant. "Since he was harassing you so much, why didn't you tell me sooner? If Teacher Jiang hadn't called me, would you have let him bully you for nothing today?"

Seeing Bo Ye's sullen expression, Lin Qingran couldn't help but chuckle.

She raised her hand and ruffled Bo Ye's soft hair, and said.

"I appreciate you standing up for me, but I prefer obedient men, understand?"

Bo Ye raised his head and met Lin Qingran's eyes. Although the other's gaze was full of tenderness, he subconsciously shivered.

She obediently replied, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Lin Qingran took back what she had taken and turned to the wardrobe to pick out clothes.

"Aren't you going to leave yet?"

Bo Ye frowned. "You really intend to become his son's teacher? Just for a painting?"

Lin Qingran's face turned cold. "That's not just a painting, but the culmination of my teacher's wife's hard work."

Bo Ye obediently lowered his head, not daring to speak again.

After a while, he said in a muffled voice.

"Then I'll go with you, okay?"

"Are you planning to meet?" Lin Qingran suddenly asked.

"What?" Bo Ye didn't understand Lin Qingran's meaning for a moment.

Lin Qingran turned her head and looked at Bo Ye with some helplessness.

"As a boyfriend, he can't share the burdens of his woman or protect her interests to the greatest extent possible. As an adult, he has absolutely no legal awareness, which is not a good sign."

Susukino immediately understood and stood up abruptly.

"I will, I'll go prepare right now!"

Lin Qingran left Fu Xiuheng waiting for a long time. By the time Fu Xiuheng finally heard footsteps coming from upstairs and looked up, almost an hour had passed.

He was still angry and subconsciously blurted out a sarcastic remark.

"Miss Jiang keeps saying she wants to get back her teacher's wife's painting, but she doesn't seem to be that sincere."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingran's face came into view.

In that instant, Fu Xiuheng subconsciously shut his mouth, a hint of undisguised amazement flashing in his eyes.

My impression of Lin Qingran is that she has never liked dressing up and usually only wears casual clothes at home.

Everyone in the circle is talking about it, saying that even if Lin Qingran is the Lin family's biological daughter, so what? She still dresses like a country bumpkin and is no match for Lin Yuyan at all.

Lin Qingran's existence was like a stain on Fu Xiuheng's life, which made Fu Xiuheng hate Lin Qingran even more.

However, the woman in front of him was wearing a light purple dress and a pure white long sweater.

She wore light makeup and didn't dress up deliberately, but her demeanor was gentle and elegant, completely different from the Lin Qingran in my memory.

This made Fu Xiuheng's heart waver even more. Could it be that he really mistook someone for someone else?

The next second, Fu Xiuheng's gaze fell on Bo Ye beside him, and his expression changed drastically.

Lin Qingran took Bo Ye's arm and slowly walked downstairs. Although the boy beside her spoke softly, Lin Qingran clearly heard Bo Ye let out a cold snort.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Lin Qingran asked softly.

Bo Ye looked like a wolf cub, as if he wanted to rush up and tear Fu Xiuheng apart.

"You bastard, you don't necessarily cherish what you have, but once you lose it, you fawn over it like a lapdog."

As expected of young people, their swearing is really vulgar, but it's also surprisingly pleasant to listen to.

"You already called him a dog, so why should we, as human beings, bother arguing with him?" Lin Qingran smiled slightly.

The two spoke in very low voices, and Fu Xiuheng did not hear them.

However, the scene of the two of them leaning close together and whispering in each other's ears deeply stung Fu Xiuheng's eyes.

Fu Xiuheng subconsciously stood up and walked towards Lin Qingran, trying to pull her over.