"Bah!"
Aunt Cao said, full of hatred, "That little lover of yours slandered me. You were afraid, afraid I'd know the Madam died under suspicious circumstances, afraid I'd know about your illicit relationship, and even more afraid I'd know you had another child with a different woman while the Madam was pregnant!"
That explained why Feng Yilian and A Lang were born in the same month and year, just days apart!
"What do I have to fear from you? No one will believe your wild accusations if I haven't done anything wrong."
Seeing he remained unrepentant, Aunt Cao burst into laughter. "You truly are one who won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Luckily, I was prepared, or you would have gotten away with it!"
She pulled a voice recorder from her pocket. It looked old, but the sound quality was crystal clear.
"Alright, she's about to give birth. Once the baby is born, I'll explain everything to her. Don't worry, I won't leave you without a proper title."
This was Director Feng's voice, soothing and doting.
The woman's voice, however, was entirely unfamiliar, laced with a coquette's pout. "Don't try to sweet-talk me. You told me before that you wouldn't touch her even though you were married to her. And now she's pregnant..."
"That was a temporary measure. Both our parents were urging us, and that woman was seducing me at every turn. I only..."
"Hmph, you just fell for her, didn't you? Didn't you?"
"No, no, don't talk nonsense. I only love you..."
What followed was a string of intimate sounds, the woman using all her charm to ensnare the man, even clinging to him and preventing him from leaving when he mentioned his wife was about to deliver.
The intertwined, suggestive voices made one blush, and at the same time, sent a chill down their spine.
Director Feng's eyes turned bloodshot, glaring fiercely at Aunt Cao. But before he could speak, she said, "You don't need to doubt it. I've already sent this recording to the police for verification. Director Chris can testify that this recording is not fabricated in the slightest!"
She had suspected Director Feng of having an affair years ago.
The man was often out all night, and he always came back smelling of perfume. All these signs indicated he had someone else.
But the Madam was benevolent and kind, never suspecting him. Aunt Cao didn't dare say much, so she bought a voice recorder and hid it in Director Feng's study.
Yet, who would have thought that as the Madam's due date approached and she was admitted to the hospital, Director Feng would shamelessly bring that tramp into their home!
This recording was fragmented, and there were many more sections like this, where the two of them belittled the Madam in their words, and even deliberately brought her up during their intimate moments!
These two shameless dogs and bitches!
Aunt Cao had intended to reveal this after the Madam gave birth. With the Madam's family backing her, she was sure she wouldn't be wronged.
Who could have foreseen that the Madam would die during childbirth, and her family would also face trouble at the same time? Thus, she couldn't speak, nor dare to speak. If this recording were released then, it would only ruin Director Feng.
At that time, she would truly have no leverage to avenge the Madam!
Listening to her accusatory words, pouring out years of forbearance and hatred, everyone fell silent, casting looks of disgust and contempt at Director Feng.
He had cultivated a loving husband persona in public, but who knew he was so despicable in private!
Director Feng wanted to defend himself, but under everyone's scornful gaze, he couldn't utter a word. He had never imagined that Aunt Cao had held onto the recording and endured for so many years!
The people present were all reputable figures, they wouldn't curse him to his face, but their dismissive glances said it all.
This wedding was ruined.
Father Fan stepped forward and declared sternly, "The wedding is off. My Fan family will not be in-laws with such a shameless person!"
He had initially thought the marriage would benefit both parties. Who knew the Feng family had such a huge scandal? He couldn't afford to lose face and immediately left with his wife and son.
They were in such a hurry, it was as if they wished they could sprout wings and fly away!
The other guests also found Director Feng repulsive. In Country H, loyalty in love wasn't highly valued. If you like someone, you're together; if not, you separate.
But to pretend to be devoted while clearly liking someone else, and even fabricating a persona of a devoted lover...
That was disgusting.
Everyone left one after another. In the blink of an eye, the once bustling wedding venue was left in ruins.
Director Feng glared fiercely at Shen Qingqing, "Are you satisfied!"
"Reasonably so."
Director Feng was shocked. "What do you mean by that?"
Shen Qingqing didn't answer. She merely gave a meaningful smile, patted A Lang's head, and said, "The show is over, let's go home."
She turned and left, Chris and Fu Jingshu following her like escorts, one on each side.
Director Feng hated her to the core but dared not do anything.
Feng Yilian could no longer bear it. She sat on the ground, covering her face, and sobbed uncontrollably. Her crying agitated Director Feng, who irritably tugged at his tie.
"Stop crying. With this time, think about how to handle the aftermath!"
Feng Yilian was in despair.
After today, she was completely finished. No, it should be said the entire Feng family was finished.
Shen Qingqing was truly ruthless, not only ruining her but also her father.
However, they forgot that many reporters were present at the wedding. While they appeared to have left, because the hotel had a strict policy against reporters misbehaving, threatening to eject them, they hadn't actually gone. They were waiting outside the hotel.
As soon as the father and daughter emerged, they were swarmed. Microphones and cameras were shoved almost into their faces, and a barrage of questions was fired at them.
The father and daughter were flustered and disoriented.
Finally, Director Feng's assistant arrived with bodyguards, escorting them to a car.
But even after getting into the car, the reporters pursued them relentlessly, making Director Feng and his entourage extremely flustered.
After finally shaking off the reporters and returning to the villa, they barely had time to breathe a sigh of relief when the police arrived.
"Director Feng, you are suspected of poisoning and hiring killers. Please come with us." The police officers in uniform, with righteous expressions, looked irrefutable and dignified.
Director Feng's bottom hadn't even settled on the sofa before he was taken away.
Feng Yilian panicked completely and looked helplessly at her assistant, "What should we do?"
The assistant had no idea. Director Feng didn't confide in him about everything, such as the poisoning and alleged murder; he was completely unaware of it.
"No, I can't let Father be arrested..."
Feng Yilian mumbled to herself, then seemed to have an idea. She dashed upstairs, changed into a black outfit, donned a mask, hat, and glasses, meticulously covering herself before leaving.
"Ding-dong."
Someone knocked on the door. Shen Qingqing opened it and was momentarily stunned by the figure, entirely clad in black, that appeared before her. "Who are you?"
"It's me."
Feng Yilian removed her glasses and mask, revealing a familiar, haggard face.