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"Where is Qingyan?" Fu Xieli grabbed a passing nurse, his tone urgent.
"Miss Shen just completed her discharge procedures and has already left," the nurse replied in a low voice, trembling under his piercing gaze.
Fu Xieli tightened his grip on his phone, his knuckles turning white. He knew Shen Qingyan was avoiding him, avoiding this marriage, avoiding everything related to the Fu Family.
Meanwhile, as Shen Qingyan stepped out of the hospital doors, she was abruptly pulled by Yanyan and shoved into a taxi.
"Where are we going?" Shen Qingyan asked, still processing what had just happened as Yanyan pressed her down into the back seat.
"I'm taking you somewhere that will definitely lift your spirits!" Yanyan said with a mysterious smile, giving the driver an address.
As Shen Qingyan watched the scenery fly by outside the window, her heart was filled with mixed emotions. She didn't know what Yanyan was planning, but she trusted that Yanyan wouldn't harm her.
The taxi stopped in front of a beautifully decorated styling studio.
"Yanyan, why did you bring me here?" Shen Qingyan asked, puzzled as she looked at the shop in front of her.
"Of course to help you transform your image and regain your confidence!" Yanyan exclaimed, pulling Shen Qingyan inside and enthusiastically introducing her to the studio's top stylist.
At first hesitant, Shen Qingyan eventually agreed when she saw the hopeful look in Yanyan's eyes.
Under the skilled hands of the stylist, Shen Qingyan's already delicate features became even more refined and three-dimensional. Her long hair was styled into elegant curls, and paired with a well-tailored dress, she looked completely transformed, radiating confidence and charm.
"Qingyan, you look absolutely stunning!" Yanyan squealed with excitement as she admired the refreshed Shen Qingyan in the mirror.
Shen Qingyan was also taken aback by her reflection; for the first time, she realized that she could be so beautiful and captivating.
"Yanyan, thank you," Shen Qingyan said with slightly red eyes. She knew that Yanyan did this to make her happy and to help her regain her confidence.
"We are the best of friends, so there's no need for thanks," Yanyan said firmly as she wrapped her arm around Shen Qingyan's shoulder. "Qingyan, you need to believe in yourself. You deserve better."
Shen Qingyan nodded, determination shining in her eyes. She decided not to run away anymore; she would face everything bravely, including Fu Xieli and the Fu Family.
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Two days later, at the Fu Family Old Residence.
The garden of the old residence was brightly lit, filled with elegant figures and the clinking of glasses. Influential figures from all walks of life in City A gathered together, adding a touch of liveliness and luxury to the grand family banquet hosted by the Fu Family.
Shen Qingyan stood by the fountain, holding a champagne glass. Her graceful figure was accentuated by a black evening gown that highlighted her curvaceous silhouette, and her fair skin seemed to glow under the lights.
She looked around, a faint smirk of sarcasm playing on her lips. Three years ago, she had stood in this very garden, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, joyfully marrying Fu Xieli, believing that they would spend their lives together from that moment on.
However, reality had dealt her a harsh blow.
"Qingyan, you're here."
A familiar voice came from behind her. Shen Qingyan turned to see Fu Xieli in a black suit, looking handsome but with an undeniable weariness etched on his features.
"Mm." Shen Qingyan replied lightly, her gaze calm and unruffled, as if the man before her were just an inconsequential stranger.
Seeing her distant attitude stirred an indescribable irritation within Fu Xieli. He walked over to her side and picked up a glass of champagne, wanting to say something, but he was interrupted by Shen Qingyan's sudden action.
"Mr. Fu, long time no see."
Shen Qingyan raised her glass and calmly walked past him towards a middle-aged man in a suit not far away.
"Mr. Wang, it's a pleasure to see you again," Shen Qingyan said with a proper smile as she lightly clinked glasses with him.
"Miss Shen, you look stunning tonight; I almost didn't recognize you," Mr. Wang remarked, his eyes flashing with admiration as he looked at the confident and elegant woman before him.
"You're too kind, Mr. Wang," Shen Qingyan replied with a gentle smile, her demeanor revealing a coolness and detachment that felt out of place at the banquet.
Fu Xieli watched Shen Qingyan chatting and laughing with other men, an inexplicable anger rising within him. He tightened his grip on his wine glass, his knuckles turning white.
At that moment, Father Fu approached him and followed his gaze towards Shen Qingyan, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. "Qingyan is truly becoming more impressive."
"Father, did you call me here just to watch her mingle with other men?" Fu Xieli's tone was icy, laced with unmasked anger.
Father Fu frowned slightly and shot him an annoyed glance. "Xieli, watch your words! Tonight is a family gathering and also to announce our family's support for the Shen family. Your job is to cooperate well and not cause any trouble!"
Fu Xieli wanted to say more but was silenced by a sharp look from Father Fu. He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger; he knew it wasn't the right time to confront his father.
In the banquet hall, guests began to take their seats.
Father Fu stood on stage and delivered an enthusiastic speech, announcing that the Fu Group would fully support the Shen family through their difficulties and expressing good wishes for future cooperation between the two families.
The audience erupted in applause, but Shen Qingyan maintained her elegant smile, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.
"Next, I would like to invite my daughter-in-law, Miss Shen Qingyan, to come up and say a few words," Father Fu said. As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes turned to Shen Qingyan.
She set down her knife and fork gracefully and walked elegantly onto the stage.
She took the microphone, her gaze sweeping over the crowd below, finally landing on Fu Xieli, a meaningful smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
"Thank you to all the guests for attending tonight, and special thanks to Director Fu for his support of the Shen family," Shen Qingyan said calmly, yet with an undeniable force. "However, I have an announcement to make: Mr. Fu Xieli and I have reached an agreement to divorce."
At these words, the room erupted in shock.
Shen Qingyan's voice rang clear and bright in the silent banquet hall, like a bomb that had just detonated. People exchanged glances, whispering to one another as the murmurs swelled like waves.
Fu Xieli suddenly stood up, his wine glass clattering to the floor, the crimson liquid splattering onto his pants. Yet he seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on the confident woman on stage as if she were a stranger.
"Qingyan, what are you talking about?" Fu Xieli's voice carried a hint of panic; he couldn't believe that Shen Qingyan, who had always been gentle and compliant, would say such things in this setting.
Shen Qingyan ignored Fu Xieli's question and turned her gaze toward Father Fu, whose face had turned ashen. A mocking smile appeared on her lips. "Director Fu, do you remember the original intention of our families' union three years ago?"
Father Fu's expression grew increasingly grim as he pressed his lips together in silence.
"You said that by joining forces, our two families could overcome difficulties and create brilliance together," Shen Qingyan paused, her sharp gaze sweeping across the audience. "But over the past three years, everyone has witnessed how the Fu family has suppressed the Shen family. My family is not something to be easily bullied!"
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