"I've had enough!" Ling Muye's face was unpleasant as he stopped Xie Weiyi.
If it weren't for the power behind the Xie Family and their usefulness, he would have crushed Xie Weiyi without hesitation at this moment!
Sheng Qianxia, however, did not understand why Ling Muye was so angry.
After all, wasn't he the culprit who ruined everything for her, turning her into someone everyone could bully?
Sheng Qianxia just calmly looked at Xie Weiyi.
She took one of the banknotes that was stuck to her hair, stuffed it back into Xie Weiyi's chest.
"It's rare to see someone carry so much cash these days. Miss Xie, you really are quite out of touch. It feels good to throw money around but not so much picking it up. Please, pick up your money yourself!"
As she spoke, she pushed past Xie Weiyi and made to leave.
Xie Weiyi was infuriated by Sheng Qianxia.
"Not enough for you?!" She pulled out a cheque and flung it at Sheng Qianxia's retreating figure, "Is one million enough?"
Sheng Qianxia did not stop walking.
Xie Weiyi, picking up her skirts, chased after her, blocking her path.
"One million is no small sum. Are you not satisfied? Don't think you're still the pampered daughter from before. With this money, you probably couldn't earn it in a lifetime! With this one million, you'll be set for a good while."
Her demeanor was as if Sheng Qianxia was the mistress attempting to steal her husband.
And she was the righteous wife, determined to destroy the other woman.
"Given your current worth, one million is more than fair. Take the money and get away from my husband, take it and scram!"
Sheng Qianxia's fists clenched tightly, just about to speak—
At that moment, someone approached Sheng Qianxia.
Ling Muye was about to intervene, but the newcomer was quicker, pulling Sheng Qianxia into his embrace.
The man draped his coat over her shoulders, then, he wrote out a cheque and threw it to Xie Weiyi.
"Two million, stay away from your husband, take the money and scram!"
The man's voice carried a trace of coldness.
His handsome face showed a faint hint of mockery.
The innate pride in his bearing made him seem even more unapproachable.
Yet his naturally perfect features were like dazzling stars, unforgettable at a glance.
Gong Beiyao!?
Sheng Qianxia turned her cheek in surprise.
In this moment, as she was embraced by him, she found it hard to breathe.
Why was he still here?
He must think she was laughable, mustn't he?
She instinctively clenched her fist.
She realized that the strength she had been trying to maintain had begun to crack in an inexplicable way.
"Who is that man, who is he?" Someone whispered secretly.
"So handsome, my goodness!"
"I've basically heard of all the young masters from the wealthy families in City A, but I have never seen him. My gosh, he's so handsome! My eyes are pregnant, and it's twins!"
Ling Muye watched as Sheng Qianxia was pulled into Gong Beiyao's arms, his eyes filling with deeper hatred.
When did she become involved with another man!?
He had been by her side for three years and she had never let him touch her.
And now, she was hugging and embracing another man in public!
Xie Weiyi, furious and embarrassed, stared at Gong Beiyao and exclaimed, "Who are you! How dare you meddle in my affairs, are you tired of living!"
To think he had the nerve to insult her with two million!
Gong Beiyao picked up a bottle of red wine from the side, and with a snap, threw it against the wall behind Xie Weiyi.
The wine bottle shattered, and the exploding red wine and glass fragments splattered onto Xie Weiyi's body and clothes.
Her luxurious wedding dress was instantly torn and soaked.
Dirty and messy.
A piece of glass cut across her neck.
Xie Weiyi screamed in terror.
Gong Beiyao's voice was ice-cold to the bottom of the valley, "Is my woman someone for you to bully?"
His expression was so terrifying, he seemed like a Rakshasa from hell.