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“Marry you?”
“What do you think you are?”
Yin Hanyu casually pulled two red booklets out of his pocket and handed them to Lin Qingqing.
“Take a good look. I have a wife.”
“You are not even worth a single strand of my wife’s hair.”
“What is this? What is this??? What is this???” Lin Qingqing stared at the red booklets in disbelief, her mind collapsing.
They were marriage certificates.
Marriage certificates of Yin Hanyu and Lin Qingyou.
They were actually married?
How was that possible?
Yet, the names on the marriage certificates were unmistakably Yin Hanyu and Lin Qingyou.
The bright, blissful smiles on their faces deeply pierced Lin Qingqing’s heart.
Especially Yin Hanyu’s.
He was smiling as if he had gained the entire world, utterly satisfied and happy.
Lin Qingqing had never seen Yin Hanyu smile before.
She had thought he didn’t know how to smile.
But now she realized—he just never smiled at her.
“Marriage certificates!” Yin Hanyu enunciated each word with icy clarity. “Mine and Lin Qingyou’s.”
“No…”
“Lin Qingqing, do you love being a mistress so much? Do you even think you’re worthy of comparing to my wife?”
“Besides, you have some twisted fetish for being a homewrecker. I, however, have no psychological need for mistresses.”
“I love my wife deeply…”
Lin Qingqing completely broke down. Her lips trembled, and in a frenzy, she suddenly lunged toward Yin Hanyu, as if trying to rip apart those blinding marriage certificates.
Yin Hanyu noticed her movements and immediately kicked her away.
Lin Qingqing crashed onto the floor, spitting out blood.
But she laughed. Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she smeared it onto herself. “Good hit! Now, doesn’t this make it look even more like you just abused me?”
“Lin Qingqing, you are truly disgusting beyond belief.”
Yin Hanyu was utterly repulsed. He immediately dialed a number. “Don’t wait any longer. Bring them in now.”
Yin Yichen had been on standby.
Within moments, he rushed in with several homeless men.
Ironically, those same homeless men had been arranged by Lin Qingqing to target Lin Qingyou.
As soon as she saw them, Lin Qingqing’s face turned pale. “You… you… you…”
“How?”
“How could this happen?”
Yin Hanyu glanced at the homeless men.
They shuddered in fear and instinctively took a few steps back.
“What are you afraid of?” Yin Yichen patted one of them on the shoulder. “You haven’t committed a crime yet, have you?”
Yin Hanyu: “Tell me exactly what she ordered you to do. Word for word.”
“She told us to sleep with Lin Qingyou and take nude photos of her. The more photos we took, the more money we’d get.”
“The one who made Lin Qingyou suffer the most would receive the highest payment.”
Upon hearing this, the calm depths of Yin Hanyu’s eyes turned into a violent storm, raging with murderous intent.
His gaze locked onto Lin Qingqing, cold and filled with an unbearable fury that sent shivers down the spine.
At that moment, Lin Qingqing was nothing more than a corpse in his eyes.
Yin Yichen immediately sensed the danger and hurried to intervene. “Brother, don’t be impulsive! It’s not worth dirtying your hands over scum like her!”
But his words were like stones thrown into the ocean, making no impact at all.
Yin Hanyu remained unmoved, his entire being exuding a terrifying killing intent as he advanced toward Lin Qingqing.
With every step he took forward, the shadow of death loomed heavier over Lin Qingqing. Her heart pounded violently, and fear overtook her.
Her legs grew weak, and she instinctively retreated.
Just as Yin Hanyu was about to strike—
A soft, gentle voice reached his ears from his wristwatch.
“Baby…”
The single word was like rain in a parched desert. Yin Hanyu’s movements froze instantly.
The overwhelming rage and murderous aura seemed to be locked in place.
On the other end of the call, Lin Qingyou grew anxious when he didn’t respond. She called out repeatedly—
“Husband…”
“Husband…”
“Yin Hanyu…”
“I’m here,” Yin Hanyu finally replied.
“You promised me that you wouldn’t personally take action.”
“But…” She deserves to die.
“Baby, I’d rather kill Lin Qingqing myself than let you dirty your own hands. She isn’t worth it, and I don’t want you to have any connection to her at all.”
“Did you know? Even when you were just slightly nicer to her before, I was so jealous…”
“I’m really, really jealous this time. You’ll have to comfort me later…”
Hearing her playful tone, Yin Hanyu’s reason gradually returned. His eyes, once filled with murderous intent, softened with clarity.
When he spoke to her, his voice was as gentle as melting honey. “Alright…”
Then, he turned back to the homeless men.
Now, they were even more terrified of Yin Hanyu.
He was like a vengeful god of death.
But instead of killing, he threw a stack of cash at them. “Do to her exactly what she ordered you to do to Qingyou.”
An eye for an eye.
Yin Hanyu took two steps away—
Then, feeling it wasn’t enough, he turned back.
Another stack of cash was tossed at them.
“One hundred per touch, one thousand per kiss, ten thousand for a censored photo.”
“Earn as much as you can. Show me your skills.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the homeless men lit up as if it were raining money.
Lin Qingqing, however, was filled with terror.
She screamed at Yin Hanyu’s retreating figure. “Yin Hanyu, you can’t do this to me!”
“And you thought you could do this to Qingyou?” Yin Hanyu’s voice was as sharp as a blade.
“I…”
“Lin Qingqing, unless you taste your own medicine, you will never understand how vile and despicable you are.”
“A slap only hurts when it lands on your own face.”
“You directed this show, so you will play the starring role.”
The moment Yin Hanyu and Yin Yichen turned away, the group of homeless men—like starving wolves—could no longer suppress their desires.
They swarmed over Lin Qingqing.
At that moment, her torn clothes revealed glimpses of her body—she had ripped them herself in her hysteria earlier.
The homeless men, who had never seen such a sight, pounced on her like rabid dogs.
“Come here, beauty, let me kiss you…”
“Ah! No! No! No!”
Lin Qingqing screamed in terror, her voice trembling and filled with utter despair.
“Help! Help!”
She struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.
“Ahhh! No! Get away!”
Her resistance only aroused their beastly instincts further.
“Shut up, you whore!”
One of the vagrants, a burly man with a face full of scars, clamped a rough, filthy hand over her mouth, silencing her cries.
His foul mouth pressed against her delicate skin, while his dark, grimy hands roamed freely over her body.
The other vagrants, eyes gleaming with lust, joined in without hesitation.
Meanwhile, in the grand banquet hall, elegant piano and violin melodies continued playing.
Leng Yifeng strode toward Lin Qingyou. She seemed engrossed in the graceful music, listening intently.
Leng Yifeng glanced at his watch, calculating that the timing was just right.
Yin Hanyu, I will make sure you are utterly ruined and beyond redemption…
“Bored? How about I take you to watch an interesting show?”
“Sure.” Lin Qingyou set down her wine glass.
Nearby, Wang Yalan noticed Lin Qingyou leaving and quickly tugged at Lin Zhihui. “Zhiwei, Qingqing has been gone for a while. Let’s go look for her.”