C10 Early Donation!

Mu Wanxing looked at Soong Yichen, who still had his eyes closed, hesitated for a moment, then picked up his phone and stepped outside to answer it. "Miss Kin, what are you doing calling my husband so late?"

"Why are you answering his phone? Where's Yichen? Are you stopping him from seeing me and controlling his phone?" Kin Qier demanded.

Wanxing retorted, "Kin Qier, who exactly are you? What are you trying to do?"

It took Qier a couple of seconds to respond, "What do you mean by that?"

"Even Yichen's mom doesn't know about you. You claim to be his first love, but where did you come from? Are you trying to take advantage of his amnesia? What's your real agenda?"

The more Wanxing thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

"Amnesia?" Qier laughed loudly on the other end. "Your imagination is something else. Just because Soong Yichen doesn't love you and loves me instead, you make up this amnesia story. When are you going to wake up? Face reality, Mu Wanxing. He doesn't love you anymore and never will. You don't have much time left, so stop wasting it. Honestly, I almost feel bad for you. Don't push me."

Wanxing sensed the threat. "What else are you planning?"

"If you enjoy suffering so much, then I won't hold back."

After Kin Qier finished speaking, there was silence for a while.

Mu Wanxing noticed Soong Yichen's phone vibrating continuously and saw several messages coming in. She suspected they were related to her and opened them to find that they were from Kin Qier. The messages contained numerous pictures—intimate photos of Kin Qier and Soong Yichen, which were quite shocking. The expressions on their faces were hard to look at, and she thought they might even fetch a price on certain websites.

Mu Wanxing felt a storm brewing inside her.

"So, Mrs. Soong, care to share your thoughts?" Kin Qier chuckled smugly on the other end of the line.

Mu Wanxing was shaking with anger and hung up the phone with force. Although she had known about Kin Qier and Soong Yichen's entanglement for days and could have anticipated this, imagining it was one thing; seeing it was another. Especially since the man in the photos was her husband, the man she loved deeply.

The impact was enough to keep Mu Wanxing awake all night. By morning, she still didn't know how to face Soong Yichen.

"You're up early?" Soong Yichen asked as he came downstairs for breakfast, seeing Mu Wanxing in workout clothes returning from outside.

Mu Wanxing had gone to the garden to clear her mind. Her thoughts were filled with the images Kin Qier had sent, the various intimate moments between her and Soong Yichen. Seeing Soong Yichen acting as if nothing was wrong, Mu Wanxing struggled to find the right expression and simply replied, "Yeah."

After breakfast, Yichen, for once, offered to drive her to work: "Your hand's not in great shape for driving. Why don't you ride with me to the office?"

She wasn't sure if this was Yichen's idea or if Qiangwei had suggested it.

Once in the car, Wanxing tried to mend her emotional wounds, reminding herself that Yichen had lost his memory. Kin Qier was just trying to throw her off balance, and she couldn't let that happen.

"Wow, I saw Director Soong dropping off the director today," Lee cautiously remarked at the office.

Wanxing's emotions were mixed: "It was just convenient."

"But usually, it’s not that convenient. It seems like there's something more between you and Director Soong..."

"Let's hope so."

Wanxing's tone was calm, but inside, a glimmer of hope flickered. Maybe if she tried a little harder, things would turn out for the better.

Someone once said that a cheating man is like a hundred-dollar bill dropped in the mud—hard to let go, but disgusting to pick up. But when it's someone you love, it's much harder to walk away than from a hundred bucks.

Besides, Yichen had amnesia. And while Qier flaunted those photos, they clearly lacked any deeper content. Qiangwei mentioned that someone with Qier's severe heart condition shouldn't be engaging in certain activities.

A week of calm passed, and Wanxing felt that her relationship with Yichen was slowly mending.

Mu Wanxing received a text from an unknown number: "Are you satisfied with your current life? Want a few days of happiness? Think about it." The message, dripping with intrigue, immediately made Wanxing think of Kin Qier.

Needing a second opinion, Wanxing took a screenshot and sent it to Ann Ling, sharing her suspicions along with the suggestive pictures Qier had sent.

Ann Ling quickly called back, "Is this woman really that disgusting and arrogant? Where does she live? I’ll go have a word with her!"

"I’m not sure," Wanxing admitted, having never looked into it.

"Leave it to me. I’ll find out," Ann Ling said decisively.

Wanxing felt it was time to confront Qier face-to-face. "Let me know once you find out. We’ll go together."

Ann Ling soon discovered that Qier was staying at the Oasis International Hotel. After work, Wanxing and Ann Ling headed to the hotel together.

They found Qier’s room, and Ann Ling knocked firmly on the door. When it opened, Qier appeared disheveled, with bruises on her face and body, shocking both Wanxing and Ann Ling.

"Come in, come in," Qier urged.

Before they could grasp the situation, Qier pulled them inside. The room was in complete disarray.

Wanxing and Ann Ling exchanged glances: Had Qier gotten involved with another family, and the wife had come to confront her?

The two were still in shock when Yichen suddenly walked in from outside. Qier immediately threw herself into his arms, crying loudly, "Yichen, I didn’t do anything. I can’t even see you, so why won’t Wanxing leave me alone? She brought her friends here, trashed my place, and even hurt me."

Wanxing finally snapped back to reality, realizing Qier had set this up, playing both roles in her own drama.

"Shut up!" Ann Ling shouted angrily, turning to Yichen. "This woman did this to herself. We just got here."

"She hurt herself? You expect me to believe that?" Yichen glared, his eyes fierce. "I’d believe you did it before I’d believe that."

Wanxing quickly added, "Yichen, we really just arrived. You can check the security footage; it’ll prove we didn’t have time to do any of this."

"I don’t trust the footage. I only trust my own eyes," Yichen declared stubbornly.

Ann Ling shrugged. "Blind to the truth, nothing we can do."

"Ann Ling, don’t think I don’t know what kind of person you are. You’re no saint. Wanxing, bringing her here, what good could come of it? Get out now, and I might not call the cops on you," Yichen said, his face dark with anger.

Ann Ling shrugged indifferently. "Go ahead, call them. If you won’t, I will. Let’s see who the real monsters are!"

"Yichen, can you ask them to leave? I'm really not feeling well. Can you get my medication? I can't breathe. Please, contact a doctor quickly."

Qier, well-versed in these theatrics, immediately launched into her performance.

To Ann Ling and Mu Wanxing, her act seemed clumsy, but to Soong Yichen, it was flawless.

He immediately snapped at Mu Wanxing and Ann Ling, "Get out right now! Qier can't handle the stress. If anything happens to her, I'll have to ask Mu Wanxing to donate her heart sooner than planned!"