Chapter 12: The Cannon Fodder Fiancée (12)

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Disregarding Fu Hanqi’s twisted expression, she took her bag, clicked her high heels, and walked away with composure.
Fu Han was completely stunned by Yun Jin’s two sharp slaps.
In his memory, Yun Jin had never laid a hand on him before.
She always spoke gently, never like a shrew, pointing her finger at him and shouting.
For a moment, Fu Han even doubted if it was the same person.
Was Yun Jin no longer the woman he knew?
Ignoring the pain on his face, he pulled out his phone and called his mother. “Mom, what exactly happened after I left the wedding? Why has Yun Jin changed like this?”
Of course, no one could stay sane after being abandoned by their husband for another woman.
His mother thought that if she were the bride abandoned at the altar, she would surely scratch Fu Han’s face and do everything to keep him from leaving her alone on stage to be gossiped about.
“Son, you really hurt Jin’s heart,” his mother sighed. “You left without saying a word in front of everyone. How was she supposed to get through that? You know she’s sensitive.”
Fu Han recalled how he had once secretly kissed Yun Jin because she liked him so much. Her face had flushed bright red, and she had avoided him for days after.
Such a shy girl, left alone at the wedding, how heartbroken she must have been.
Knowing her temperament, she probably found a corner to cry quietly.
Thinking this, a pang of guilt stirred within Fu Han. “Rongrong said she’s going abroad. If I don’t make an effort to keep her, she’ll leave.”
“What about Jin? You left—how is she supposed to cope alone?” His mother disapproved of Yun Jin but despised Su Murong even more for using underhanded methods to seduce her son.
“Sincerity deserves sincerity. You’ve always ignored her feelings. Even a saint made of clay would feel pain. Besides, she has been good to you for seven years. Tell me, which girl would waste seven years on a lover?”
Fu Han was stunned for a moment, then said, “I will make it up to her. Once the company affairs settle, I’ll hold an even grander wedding for her.”
As for apologizing, he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
Perhaps spoiled by Yun Jin, he found it impossible to bow his head to her.
He could only compensate in other ways.
After hanging up, he thought about Yun Jin’s words about breaking up and laughed aloud.
They had even held a wedding, yet she spoke of breaking up—it was laughable.
Yun Jin had loved him for seven whole years; he didn’t believe she would let go so easily.

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Fu Han washed his face in the restroom, went downstairs, and drove his luxury car to pick up Su Murong.
Meanwhile, Yun Jin, having regained her composure, hailed a taxi to the restaurant.
On the way, she called the restaurant to reserve a table.
Because it was the weekend, all private rooms were booked, leaving only the main hall.
The main hall would do; as long as she could eat.
Once seated, Yun Jin took the menu from the waiter and began to order.
“May I ask, what kind of dish is the Eight-Treasure Qiongjian Soup?”
The waiter answered succinctly, “Eight-Treasure Soup.”
Yun Jin gasped inwardly. The Eight-Treasure Soup cost 688 yuan. Didn’t the Price Bureau regulate this?
No matter how much money she had, it wasn’t just blowing in the wind.
She endured the pain and looked at the next dish. “Explain this—why does the hand-shredded cabbage cost 188? Whose hands shredded it—some famous celebrity?”
“Ma’am, our cabbage comes from a local farm, absolutely green and pollution-free. At 188 yuan, it’s not expensive at all.”
Yun Jin raised her eyebrows and pointed to her forehead. “Do you think these characters here say ‘sucker’?”
Before the waiter could explain, Su Murong stepped in, clicking her heels, hanging a designer bag on her arm, and swaying her slender waist.
Hearing the argument between the waiter and Yun Jin, a sneer flashed in her eyes.
“Jin, long time no see. I missed you so much. Why are you sitting in the main hall? Brother Han booked a private room. Join us.”
“What makes you think I’d sit with you? Mistress?”
“Don’t be so harsh with your words. Jin, I’m your best girlfriend.”
Fu Han had gone to park the car and hadn’t entered yet, so Su Murong wasn’t ready to tear things apart with Yun Jin. Pretending to let bygones be bygones, she reached for Yun Jin’s hand and said, “It’s just a simple meal. Why say such harsh things? Besides—”
She shifted her tone and continued, “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come?”
The world was indeed small.
She only wanted a simple dinner and still ran into a scandalous couple.
Yun Jin’s good mood was completely shattered. She pulled out her black card and asked the waiter, “Give me a private room.”
If she had to watch Su Murong act in front of her, she would be too disgusted to eat.

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The waiter hesitated. “Sorry, ma’am, all private rooms are fully booked. If you want to order, please do so in the main hall.”
“Fine.” Yun Jin calmly accepted the harsh reality. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Su Murong still lingering there, preening.
Yun Jin sneered, “Disappear from my sight immediately, or I won’t hesitate to make you headline the news again.”
Su Murong was about to speak when Yun Jin asked the waiter, “Does the woman in front of you look familiar?”
The waiter glanced twice, astonished. “Isn’t that the mistress who’s trending on the news?”
Yun Jin patted her face, ordered a few dishes, and sent the waiter away.
She looked back to see Su Murong shamelessly still standing there. Yun Jin sneered, “Didn’t you hear me? Get lost. You’re a disgrace. I really pity your mother.”
Su Murong’s face darkened with anger.
Her once well-maintained appearance twisted into something hideous. Where makeup had once given her some color, now she looked like a defeated hen with no fight left.
She was unwilling to concede, stubbornly muttering, “No matter what, I still won this battle. Your man chose me at the wedding and abandoned you.”
Thinking of Yun Jin hiding under the covers crying, she suddenly lost all anger.
She smiled, “Without Fu Han’s favor, without the title of Mrs. Fu, how long can you still act arrogantly? But I’m different.”
Leaning close to Yun Jin’s ear, she whispered, “I will marry Fu Han and become the only one in his heart. Don’t believe me? Just watch.”
Calculating the time, Fu Han was parking and about to come in. Suddenly, Su Murong grabbed the glass from Yun Jin’s hand and tilted the water onto her.
After being doused with half a glass of water, Yun Jin’s eyes filled with a trace of grievance.
“Sorry, Jin, I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know things would turn out like this. If I did anything wrong, I apologize!”
“Yun Jin, what are you doing?”
Seeing Fu Han rush into the restaurant in a hurry and accuse her without hearing her side, Yun Jin immediately understood the green tea’s scheme.
She stood up and poured the remaining half glass of water onto Fu Han’s face.
“If you love her, then you should stand with her in the rain. Isn’t that right?”