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As soon as Jiang Youcheng left the room, his expression remained gloomy.
Especially when he saw the person beside Qin Xian, his anger intensified.
Clearly, it should have been his daughter, Jiang Yihan, standing next to him. Why had this unknown woman suddenly taken her place?
He had invested a significant amount of money in raising Jiang Yihan, all for the hope that one day she could connect with Qin Xian and the powerful Qin Family.
This way, no matter what business dealings he engaged in, no one would dare to obstruct him. Everyone would be wary of the formidable backing he had and would give him some leeway.
The profits he could gain from this were incalculable.
He had made every effort to arrange for Jiang Yihan to appear at various events where Qin Xian would be present, even spreading rumors that Miss Jiang would be the future Mrs. Qin.
Once this rumor spread, although people in the business world were skeptical, they still gave him some respect.
Having tasted a bit of success, how could he willingly give up the chance to savor the larger rewards that lay ahead?
But now, the current situation told him that all his investments were about to go to waste, and everything he had envisioned was vanishing in an instant.
He could not accept this.
Thus, as soon as he entered the Banquet Hall, he detached himself from the crowd and walked straight toward the banquet table on the right side of the stage.
There, Jiang Yihan was accompanying her mother, Song Minyi, listening to her chat with several socialites.
The older women, in their conversations, spoke mostly about jewelry and the trivial matters of various households.
Within those prestigious families and wealthy merchants lay secrets that were not meant to be revealed. The majority of the reasons these secrets were leaked often stemmed from the loose lips of these deep-housewives.
Those with ulterior motives would listen carefully and act accordingly.
Song Minyi listened with great interest, while Jiang Yihan found it utterly boring. She turned her head, searching for Qin Xian's figure around her.
She had clearly seen him at the door just a moment ago, but now he seemed to have vanished.
As she leaned forward to look around, instead of finding Qin Xian, she encountered the furious Jiang Youcheng.
He walked up beside her, mindful of the many eyes around them. He could only suppress his anger and said in a low voice, "Meng Yihan, come with me."
Jiang Yihan looked at his stormy face, an uneasy premonition rising within her.
She had seen this expression on him many times before.
This was how he looked when he was angry or furious.
And whenever he showed this expression at home, her mother would tremble in fear. Because he would take out his anger on her—kicking or hitting until he had vented his frustration.
As a child, Jiang Yihan would always hide away, too scared to speak.
But as she grew up, her personality changed; she began to feel that her mother brought it upon herself.
She was undeniably beautiful, yet she willingly chose to follow a man who was nothing but wealthy—a rough, hot-tempered brute with no talent or charm. She accepted being his mistress, a mistress that could be scorned by thousands on the streets.
While she despised her biological parents, she unashamedly accepted the material support they provided, using their protection to flaunt herself to others.
Recalling the past sent shivers down her spine, yet she dared not defy his orders and could only silently follow behind him.
Before leaving, she glanced back at Song Minyi, who was happily chatting with a socialite. She hoped that Song Minyi would notice the plea for help and concern in her eyes.
Unfortunately, Song Minyi was too engrossed in listening to someone talk about the new arrivals at a jewelry store, completely oblivious to the tension between her husband and daughter.
Thus, Jiang Yihan was led by him to a balcony outside the Banquet Hall.
As soon as they stepped onto the balcony, a cold wind whipped through, causing Jiang Yihan to shiver uncontrollably.
The next moment, just as she had anticipated, Jiang Youcheng suddenly slapped her with all his might. The force of the blow left her dizzy and her ears ringing.
Following that came a vulgar outburst of anger: "I spent so much money raising you not for you to pretend to be a lady socializing everywhere, but for you to climb up to the Qin Family and become the matriarch!"
"What are you doing? I created so many opportunities and conditions for you. You haven't cherished a single one or seized any of them. You haven't achieved anything for me."
"Waste!"
He glared with eyes that seemed to burn with countless flames, consuming all his rationality and making him forget that he was at Old Qin's Birthday Banquet.
He laughed coldly in anger, his smile sinister. "Well now, the position of Mrs. Qin has been snatched away by someone else. And it's just some nameless girl, as if she appeared out of thin air."
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, his presence growing increasingly intimidating. Jiang Yihan's face turned pale as she slowly backed away, her heart filled with deepening fear, terrified that he might strike her again at any moment.
"You have truly disappointed me."
Jiang Youcheng stepped closer to her, raising his hand as if to strike.
"Don't!" Jiang Yihan cried out in fear, retreating into a corner and covering her head to protect herself.
She trembled uncontrollably but still mustered the courage to shout, "Give me one more week. This time, I will definitely succeed."
She knew that Jiang Youcheng was a true schemer. In his eyes, relationships were only about profit.
All familial ties meant nothing to him.
If she were to lose her benefits, Jiang Youcheng would not show her any mercy.
At that point, she would be worse than a dog.
She couldn't allow such a situation to happen.
She had worked hard to rise from the bottom to the upper circles; how could she tolerate falling from the clouds into the mud?
No, she can't.
Absolutely not!
Thinking of this, she felt a surge of determination and energy throughout her body.
She didn't know where the courage came from, but she suddenly raised her head and met Jiang Youcheng's gaze with unwavering resolve. Her eyes were fearless as she repeated what she had just said, "I will definitely succeed!"
Unlike before, at this moment, she seemed to have been pushed to a dead end, and her firm will burst forth as she spoke with conviction.
However, all of this fell into the eyes of a person in the corner, who scoffed derisively, finding it all incredibly laughable.
A father forcing his daughter to seduce a man just to benefit his own career and satisfy his vanity.
If she couldn't seduce him, he would resort to violence and insults.
He was nothing short of scum.
And his daughter had no opinions of her own, doing whatever she was told. She showed no self-respect or love for herself, abandoning her sense of shame to seduce a man who already had a girlfriend and interfere in someone else's relationship.
Yet she enthusiastically regarded this behavior as her goal, naively declaring it as positive energy.
It was utterly shameless, ridiculous, and foolish.
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