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Yin Muqiao took a ride-hailing service to the villa where he and Jian He got married.

As soon as one foot stepped into the yard, Jian He saw the servants directing Yin Muqiao's belongings to be thrown into the yard.

Jian He said to the servants, "You guys hurry up, throw Yin Muqiao's things as far as you can."

"Hurry up and clean it up, don't get in my way."

Upon hearing Jian He's words, Yin Muqiao was so angry that his nose almost twisted out of shape.

He rushed forward without regard for anything else, grabbed Jian He's arm, and began to question her harshly.

"Jian He, what are you trying to do? You actually threw my things out?"

Seeing Yin Muqiao's face contorted with anger, Jian He ignored him. With a sudden burst of strength, she pulled her arm, which was being held by Yin Muqiao, free from his grasp.

"Yin Muqiao, watch your step. If you dare to pull my arm like that again, I'll sue you for intentional assault in a heartbeat, you believe me?"

Seeing Jian He's angry face, Yin Muqiao had no choice but to swallow his anger.

With one hand in his pocket, he struck a pose like a spoiled young master, and questioned Jian He, "Jian He, are you causing trouble again? We only had a couple of arguments, and you're already planning to throw my things out?"

Looking at Yin Muqiao's smug face, Jian He was instantly amused by his arrogance.

She chuckled coldly and retorted, "Did we just have a little argument? You've already brought some other woman into your bed. Do you think it's just a little argument?"

"Yin Muqiao, we're getting a divorce anyway, and we've already gone through the cooling-off period. Isn't it only natural for me to throw your things out?"

"What? Are you planning to stay at my house forever?"

Jian He's words made Yin Muqiao feel uneasy.

"Jian He, I have to remind you, are you sure you want a divorce?"

Seeing Yin Muqiao's overconfident demeanor, Jian He gave him a cold glance and said, "Otherwise what? Do you think I'm playing house with you?"

"Fine, fine, you said it yourself. You better not regret it. If you beg me to come home, I won't budge."

Yin Muqiao thought he could control Jian He, but to his surprise, Jian He ignored him completely.

She retorted, "How much is your compromise worth? Yin Muqiao, I advise you to have some shame. Don't act like everyone likes you, like a giant panda."

"Hurry up, grab your things and get going. If you're any later, you'll miss the number two bus and you'll have to walk."

After Jian He finished speaking, she turned to go back to the living room. Mason called her and said that the villa was about to be sold and asked her to come over and pack up her remaining belongings. Otherwise, she would not come back at all.

Yin Muqiao angrily picked up her things and prepared to leave, but unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw the noble and handsome Cheng Yan talking to Jian He with concern.

Cheng Yan asked her, "He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Jian He shook her head: "No, don't worry, I won't give him the chance to hurt me."

"That's good. It's best if you don't have any more one-on-one meetings like this before you divorce him..."

"Mmm," Jian He replied obediently.

Hearing Cheng Yan's concern, Jian He felt a warmth in her heart. In the past, she had been like a lapdog, caring for everything about Yin Muqiao, while Yin Muqiao enjoyed her care and spent her money, but never gave her anything in return.

Upon hearing Cheng Yan's caring words, Jian He felt incredibly comfortable. She realized that being cared for could feel so wonderful.

The two were having a pleasant conversation when Yin Muqiao, looking furious, stormed over.

Without saying a word, he pointed at Jian He and began to slander her.

"Well, Jian He, so that's why you insisted on divorcing me. So you've found someone else?"

"What's going on? When did you start hooking up with this Dr. Cheng? How dare you cheat on me? Who gave you the guts?"

Yin Muqiao's appearance caused Jian He and Cheng Yan to frown in unison. Coming from wealthy families, they experienced for the first time what it meant to feel uncomfortable.

Faced with Yin Muqiao's slander, Jian He didn't even bother to pay him any attention.

But it turns out that losing your heart to a man can happen in the blink of an eye.

Previously, she thought she loved Yin Muqiao very much, so she was trapped in her own perspective and endlessly magnified Yin Muqiao's good points. Now it seems that this man is not only a scumbag and immoral, but his mouth is also incredibly foul.

“Yin Muqiao, watch your words. Dr. Cheng and I are just ordinary friends.”

Jian He could tolerate being slandered herself, but it was inappropriate for Cheng Yan, an outsider, to be insulted along with her. Therefore, Jian He suppressed her anger and reminded Yin Muqiao.

"Are we just friends? Why are you in such a hurry to divorce me? You're not after this pretty boy, are you?"

"Shut your filthy mouth! If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll slap you across the face, Yin Muqiao. Don't you have any idea why I want a divorce?"

Jian He wasn't good at swearing, and in her anxiety, she actually started swearing at Yin Muqiao.

But why did such profanity sound so pleasant to Cheng Yan?

Yin Muqiao pointed to his own face and said to Jian He, "Slap me in the face? Jian He, do you think I'm being too lenient with you? I only said one thing, how many did you say? Protecting your pretty boy doesn't have to go this far, does it?"

Yin Muqiao kept calling her a pretty boy, which made Jian He so angry that she couldn't stand it anymore.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped Yin Muqiao's smug face across the face.

The crisp sound and the burning pain instantly brought Yin Muqiao back to her senses.

He couldn't believe that Jian He, who loved him so much, would slap him, and for this pretty boy in front of him.

"You actually hit me? You actually dared to hit me?"

Yin Muqiao realized what was happening and suddenly reached out to pull Jian He to his side and slap her back.

Just then, Cheng Yan pulled Jian He into his arms first, and then he raised his foot and kicked Yin Muqiao in the lower back. With a bang, Yin Muqiao's body flew out and crashed heavily to the ground.

The intense pain extinguished Yin Muqiao's anger instantly.

Cheng Yan had one arm around Jian He's shoulder and the other pointing at Yin Muqiao, his face full of anger as he whispered, "Yin Muqiao, if you want to hit Jian He, you'll have to get past me first..."

Yin Muqiao endured the pain and looked at Jian He, only to see her smiling, her eyes full of disdain for him.