After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

Just then, Ji Momo sneered, her voice full of mockery: "But then again, your marriage is already quite unusual. Constantly bringing up your license is just scaring yourself."

"You're such an uncultured woman!" Qin Reng finally couldn't hold back any longer and roared at Ji Momo.

"Insolence!" A loud shout rang out, and the contest had barely begun when bodyguards quickly surrounded the small space, forcing everyone to suppress their anger.

"The old man asked me to pass on a message: at tonight's family dinner, all the issues concerning marriage will be finalized," Zhao Tao said in a low voice, as if his words carried such weight, as if the moment the decision was made could rewrite everyone's fate.

"What?" Yu Yuetong's heart jumped into her throat, and a trace of panic involuntarily appeared on her face.

“I hope you’re prepared, after all, this is about whether you can stay in the Qin family,” Zhao Tao continued, a hint of unease flashing in his eyes as he seemed to realize he had said the wrong thing.

"Qin Reng, you won't let me be humiliated at this banquet tonight, will you?" Yu Yuetong's heart was pounding, and her voice trembled slightly.

But the stubbornness in Qin Reng's eyes seemed to have never disappeared. He stepped forward and said in a low voice, "I will try my best. I always believe that this marriage is worthwhile."

Yu Yuetong's heart pounded wildly. She gripped Qin Reng's hand tightly, feeling the firmness and warmth of his bones, a mixture of peace and tension washing over her. It was as if an invisible yet unwavering force bound them together. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread about the upcoming banquet, a moment when all secrets, emotions, and futures would be thrown off a cliff. She was about to speak when Qin Reng's gaze stopped her.

"Don't be afraid." Qin Reng's voice was deep and firm, like a shot of adrenaline, instantly calming Yu Yuetong's racing heart. He gently squeezed Yu Yuetong's hand, a tenderness akin to an embrace, giving her an unexpected sense of security.

“But I can’t predict the old man’s decision at all…” She frowned, her unease evident in her words.

"I said I would protect you with all my might." A hint of tenderness and determination appeared in Qin Reng's eyes. Although he looked cold and hard, if you looked closely, the warmth hidden beneath the iceberg was actually quite intense.

At this moment, Ji Momo was drawn to the atmosphere between the two. She forced a smile, her complex gaze flickering between them like a deliberate mirror. "Oh, so affectionate? How enviable, it makes me jealous."

Yu Yuetong returned a cold gaze, not wanting to pay any attention to this supporting actress, her heart already in utter disarray. Her thoughts were completely occupied by the undercurrents she was about to face, a banquet that could push her to the brink of despair, and her mind was filled with all sorts of speculations: what methods would the old man use to deal with her this time?

"Don't get upset. You have to be prepared for this banquet. Listen carefully to every word. Stay calm if anything unexpected happens." Qin Reng gazed into her eyes, his tone serious.

"I will try my best." She nodded, her heart filled with struggle. At this moment, she needed more confidence, but that confidence seemed as fragile as a bubble, ready to burst at any moment.

As time passed, they finally reached a dead end at the family dinner. The setting sun seemed to cast an unsettling red hue over the impending salon, exuding a subtle sense of oppression. All the Qin family members gathered around the long table, the atmosphere like the calm before a storm, making everyone unconsciously hold their breath.

Seated at the head of the table was Old Master Qin, his white hair shining brightly in the candlelight. He scanned the room, his gaze finally settling on Yue Tong, and the chilling aura emanating from him instantly plunged her heart into an icy abyss.

"Tonight we're going to discuss your marriage." The old man's deep voice, like a resounding bell, shattered the previous tranquility. His words instantly created a heavy atmosphere; an invisible pressure seemed to thicken the air, making it suffocating.

"Grandpa!" Qin Reng spoke, his anger hidden in his deep voice, directly interrupting the old man's conversation, his eyes flashing with fire. "These days, family affairs are becoming increasingly complicated. Marriage is a personal matter and should not be interfered with arbitrarily."

The old man looked at him coldly, his expression growing increasingly serious. "Do you think a woman forced into marriage can take responsibility for the Qin family?"

"I...I would never harm the Qin family," Yu Yuetong replied, her voice trembling. Her voice was low and deep, as if swallowed up by the old man's ruthless authority.

"Can you do it?" The old man looked disdainful, then turned his gaze to Ji Momo, who was sitting to the side with a smile, his eyes revealing a clear expectation. "Instead of pinning your hopes on a woman from outside, it's better to cultivate a virtuous and talented successor."

"If it were Ji Momo, she would be more suitable to be the heir of the Qin family." A comment came from the crowd, the old-fashioned voice mixed with disdain.

In an instant, the gazes of the crowd toward Yu Yuetong turned cold and indifferent, the prevailing societal values ​​striking at her unease. Those sharp words cut through her heart like blades, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Are you humiliating me?" She finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her voice was like a punctured balloon, fragile yet stubborn, as she met the mockery and indifference of the crowd. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but the determination welling up inside her forced her to stand up and face this royal family from a foreign land.

"I will not give up the fight." A fire of anger ignited in Yu Yuetong's heart, as if she were desperately seeking light in this darkness. She would protect herself, and those unbridled contempt and ridicule would surely be met with a counterattack.

But just then, the old man choked her with a single sentence: "Since that's the case, then tonight you'll be the one to prove it."

The threat sounded like thunder after a storm, instantly filling the air with oppressive force, pressing directly at Yu Yuetong.

Yu Yuetong's heart pounded like thunder. The old man's scrutiny felt like a sharp blade, leaving her nowhere to escape. The Qin family members around her glared at her, cold smiles playing on their lips, seemingly the most disdainful of all present for her, this outsider wife of a wealthy family. Anger and fear mingled within her. She clenched her fists, repeatedly encouraging herself not to give in.

"I just said, I won't give up the fight." Yu Yuetong tried to keep her voice steady, but her tone trembled slightly at the end. She took a deep breath, trying to hide the unease in her heart.