Chapter 51

The Su family mansion was in an uproar.

When Su Anning learned that her father had transferred the deed of this mansion, where she had lived for over ten years, to Bai Yin's name, she was so angry she was nearly hysterical, absolutely unwilling to move out of the Su family mansion.

Su Yecheng gently persuaded her: “Anning, be obedient. Dad will buy you an even bigger and better villa.”

Su Anning refused to move not because she loved this mansion so much, but because she did not want to hand over the house she had lived in for so many years to Bai Yin.

“Dad, I'm not moving!” Su Anning threw a princess tantrum, righteously saying: “This is my home, the place where I grew up. Why should I move just because she told me to?”

“Anning! Be obedient! This matter is very important to Dad.”

Su Anning looked towards Bai Yin in the yard and said loudly on purpose: “I'm just not moving! Let's see what she can do to me!”

Bai Yin glanced back at Tang Ka. Tang Ka understood, took out his phone and made a call.

Soon, several men got out of a car and stood at the entrance to the Su mansion.

“If you don't move, someone will naturally help you move.”

Su Anning trembled with anger: “Bai Yin, are you crazy?!”

Bai Yin smiled coldly: “The deed to the house has been transferred to my name. I have the right to evict you.”

“It was my dad who took pity on you and brought you back from the countryside. You... What right do you have to swagger around my family home?!”

“What right do I have?” Bai Yin walked over and rudely grabbed her collar: “Listen carefully. Back then, while the marriage was still valid, Su Yecheng betrayed my mother. To put it nicely, it was an affair, to put it bluntly, it was adultery. You, Su Anning, are nothing but a bastard who stole the magpie's nest. Do you think I don't have the right to kick you out?”

When she was young, Su Anning only remembered that she and her mother lived together in a cramped apartment for a very long time.

She had a father, but didn't get to see him often. Her father could only come to visit her mother on weekends, secretly as if he was afraid to be seen.

Her mother would occasionally take her to a beautiful garden villa, pointing to the big house and telling her: “One day, I will get to live in that mansion.”

Sometimes, Su Anning would also see a girl about her age inside the house, wearing a beautiful princess dress and playing games in the garden, with a sweet and lovely smile.

Her mother told her that one day she would drive away that girl and let Su Anning take her place.

From then on, Su Anning harbored a fixation in her heart that she would move into that beautiful villa and become the only little princess in its garden.

Later, she did move in, her dream came true.

So this mansion carried on Su Anning's childhood princess dream.

No matter if Su Yecheng found her a better place to live, for her, moving out of this mansion meant her princess dream would shatter.

She would become the penniless Cinderella Su Anning again.

“I'm not leaving!” Tears welled up in Su Anning's eyes: “I'm just not leaving! This is my home, I'm not going anywhere!”

Su Yecheng walked over and grabbed Su Anning's hand: “Anning, don't throw a tantrum anymore. You're a grown up now, why are you still acting like a child?”

“Dad, hurry up and kick Bai Yin out, send her back to the countryside!” Su Anning was full of grievances. She grabbed Su Yecheng's sleeve, crying and coquettishly pleading: “I don't want to see her again!”

Su Yecheng looked embarrassed: “This... Anning, you know this is impossible.”

Zou Meizhi came out of the mansion carrying luggage.

Although she also had a darkened complexion, she was still much more sensible than Su Anning: “Let's just move. I'm tired of this broken down house anyway. Anning, Dad must have found a better house already. Let's treat this as moving to a new home.”

“Mom, how can you just give up like this! This isn't just about the house, this is about dignity!”

“What's there to fight about.” Zou Meizhi walked over to Su Anning's side calmly, putting her hand on her shoulder. “Anning, remember, never hold grudges against the dead.”

Hearing her words, Bai Yin was filled with bone-chilling coldness: “Aunt Zou was able to live in a house where someone had died for over ten years. I wonder if she had nightmares every night.”

Zou Meizhi righteously said: “Your mother committed suicide, I didn't kill her. Why would I have nightmares?”

“You didn't kill my mother, but she died because of you. I'm afraid your excuses can only fool yourself.”

Zou Meizhi's face darkened: “Bai Yin, it's been so many years. What's the point of bringing up old grievances now?”

“Yes, to you it’s been many years.” Bai Yin's eyes were filled with desolate mockery. “Watching my mother die in the bathtub, the pool of blood, that day is still as vivid as yesterday to me.”

Zou Meizhi gradually felt the hatred churning in Bai Yin's heart, and finally started to fear her a little: “What... What exactly do you want?”

Bai Yin looked at Su Yecheng: “What I want, ask your husband.”

Su Yecheng scratched the back of his head awkwardly. He said with difficulty to Zou Meizhi and Su Anning: “I suggest we go visit Bai Yin’s mother’s grave.”

“What?!”

Zou Meizhi couldn't believe it: “What did you say! You want me to go pay respects to that woman! How is that possible!”

“It's not paying respects.” Bai Yin said coldly: “The three of you should kneel down and kowtow to her.”

To Zou Meizhi, this was simply a huge humiliation.

Shaking her head, she pleaded: “This is impossible! I can't possibly go...”

Su Yecheng interrupted her: “This matter is decided. After moving later, we’ll go to the cemetery. If you don't go, we might as well divorce.”

“You... you actually want to divorce me for a woman who died so many years ago?!” Zou Meizhi was completely dumbfounded. She thought at first that Su Yecheng was indulging Bai Yin just to compensate her. But now it seemed this was not compensation at all. Bai Yin had grabbed his soft spot!

“Dad, you want to divorce Mom?! This is preposterous!”

Su Yecheng looked at Su Anning: “Likewise, after your mother and I divorce, the Su Corporation will no longer provide you with any resources or financial support.”

Su Anning was thunderstruck: “Dad... what are you saying? I'm your daughter!”

Of course Su Yecheng didn't really want to divorce Zou Meizhi. He was just trying to spur on the mother and daughter.

Zou Meizhi had enjoyed being the wife of a prominent family for so many years without any assets of her own, relying entirely on Su Yecheng to live well. It was thanks to Su Yecheng's doting on her that she had her current affluent lifestyle.

Once divorced, she would have nothing.

From Su Yecheng's resolute gaze, Zou Meizhi saw that her husband was serious this time.

Back then, Su Yecheng didn't actually want to divorce his first wife.

Men, although lustful, were mostly refined egoists. Those who would really abandon their families for a mistress... were not many.

It was her who tried every means to let the first wife know about her affair with Su Yecheng that had lasted many years, and that she had a daughter a year older than hers, and sent the explicit flirtatious text messages between her and Su Yecheng to the first wife.

Bai Yin's mother, extremely refined and nurtured like jade in the rivers and mountains of Jiangnan, was innocent and did not understand sinister human nature... She trusted her husband too much and, unable to make sense of those stimulating affair proofs, ended up in tragedy.

The living were mosquito blood, while the dead were cinnabar moles.

Over the years, Su Yecheng had not lacked visits to the cemetery to mourn and reminisce about his ex-wife, nor nights of decadent entertainment and debauchery outside.

Zou Meizhi saw all this with her own eyes.

Men who were incorrigible philanderers were just shameless.

Only benefits were real. Even if not for the sake of her marriage and the man in front of her, Zou Meizhi had to maintain her and her daughter's luxury and wealth.

Finally, she agreed to Bai Yin's demand.

...

In the evening, light rain fell in the northern city, carrying a hint of autumn's chill.

The cemetery was sparsely populated. In the silken rain, Tang Ka stood in front of the car holding a black umbrella for Bai Yin.

Bai Yin tucked her hands into the pockets of her black coat, watching from afar as the family of three kowtowed at her mother's grave.

When Zou Meizhi stood up and glanced back at Bai Yin from afar, her eyes were full of resentment and indignation.

Bai Yin gave a cold laugh.

She must have thought this was over.

But for Bai Yin, revenge was just beginning.

...

The moment Su Yecheng obtained the X-rated painting, he arranged for Mr. Wen to come appreciate it, and took the opportunity to give him the inscribed painting.

Naturally, the cooperation also went very smoothly.

Chen Huaixiao didn't finish with company matters until 10 o'clock at night. He returned home with a gloomy expression.

Knowing things might not go well today, Tang Ka stayed at the mansion even after work hours.

In case the young master and mistress got into a physical altercation, he could help pull them apart.

After Chen Huaixiao entered, he went upstairs in large strides without even changing his shoes, yelling loudly: “Bai Yin, get out here!”

Tang Ka hurried after him and said: “Mistress is taking a bath!”

Chen Huaixiao gave Tang Ka an icy glance: “Out.”

Seeing his dark expression, Tang Ka knew today's events couldn't be kept from him: “Young Master, you can do anything, just don't get violent. Mistress caught a chill today and has been coughing. Let her be.”

“I told you to get out.”

Tang Ka helplessly had no choice but to leave the room.

Chen Huaixiao ultimately still did not barge in like this. He paced back and forth a few steps and sat down on the chair at Bai Yin's dressing table.

In the small basket on the table, there was the half-finished embroidered pouch that she had not yet completed, and the table was covered with various bottles and jars of cosmetics. On the bedside cabinet, there was a professional book about acting.

This was her living space, and every item in the room was imbued with her aura.

Chen Huaixiao tried his utmost to restrain the surging anger in his heart, to avoid really hurting her later.

But he still could not bear it.

He had long anticipated that sooner or later, there would come a day when she would sell him out and betray him for her own interests.

When this day really arrived, Chen Huaixiao still could not accept it, and it pierced his heart painfully.

Soon, Bai Yin walked out wrapped in a bathrobe, with her bare feet treading on the soft carpet, her body exuding a scent of essential oils, and her hair looking slightly fluffy from just being blow-dried.

As soon as she went out, she saw Chen Huaixiao sitting gloomily on her chair.

He hadn't even taken off his shoes.

No matter how angry he was in the past, someone as fastidious as Chen Huaixiao would absolutely not rush into a room with his shoes on.

Bai Yin knew the score in her heart, and silently walked up to him and admitted her mistake, "Hit me, scold me today, I won't fight back or talk back. I was wrong to you, brother."

"I'm not your brother," Chen Huaixiao said coldly. "Don't call me that anymore."

Bai Yin felt a stab in her heart. After a long silence, she nodded silently. Chen Huaixiao looked at his young aunt's silent appearance as she took his scolding, wanting to curse her but unable to utter it, wanting to hit her but unable to do it. He was frustrated for a long while before getting up and leaving the room.

He didn't want to see her anymore.

However, when he reached the door, he still could not restrain his anger and turned back to question her, "Do you know how important iku is to Stellar Media and me?"

Bai Yin lowered her head to look at her bare feet, and silently nodded.

"Bai Yin, do you not care about me at all?"

This was the real reason that made Chen Huaixiao feel pierced through the heart.

"You don't care at all about how much effort and hard work I've put into this. In order to take revenge, you can betray me without hesitation, right?"

Chen Huaixiao's questioning felt like heavy hammers pounding Bai Yin's heart.

Tears fell down her face, and she stubbornly wiped them away with the back of her hand.

Today, in front of the Su family mansion, in front of her mother's grave... she had wanted to cry.

The aggrieved appearance of Su Anning coquettishly acting spoiled in front of Su Yecheng, only a girl who was doted on growing up would have such boldness to recklessly indulge her emotions...

If she had the chance, who wouldn't want to be spoiled into a little princess by their parents?

Who would be willing to calculate and scheme at every step, who would be willing to live in the most undeserved way in the heart of the man she loved most?

Bai Yin had not cried for a very, very long time, ever since she married Chen Huaixiao, she had hidden all her deeper emotions.

But today, she really could not hold back.

Especially facing his heart-piercing questioning... her tears burst forth.

She wiped her eyes over and over fiercely, not letting herself sob out loud, and rubbed her eyes red.

"Yes, I don't care, I don't care at all, why should I care when I don't even love you..."

Chen Huaixiao gave a cold laugh, and stormed out slamming the door.

Bai Yin sat on the fluffy carpet, just about to burst into tears to vent her feelings, but unexpectedly Chen Huaixiao charged back in, full of anger.

She raised her eyes brimming with tears and looked at him stubbornly.

The beast in Chen Huaixiao's heart rammed left and right. He grasped Bai Yin's wrist and pulled her out of the room without a word, walking straight down the spiral staircase.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"Come racing with me."

"I don't... I... don't want to go! My shoes!"

Bai Yin didn't even have time to put on shoes before Chen Huaixiao pulled her out the door with her bare feet, and shoved her into the passenger seat of the Bugatti supercar.

Tang Ka rushed over anxiously, trying to stop Chen Huaixiao, "Young master, you can do anything, just don't get violent!"

"Get lost."

Tang Ka still leaned on the car door, looking at Bai Yin worriedly.

Chen Huaixiao started the engine, swept Tang Ka a cold glance, "If you don't leave, I'm driving off."

"The lady knows she was wrong, don't do this..." Tang Ka kept apologizing for her.

Bai Yin's trembling hands buckled her seatbelt, and she opened the window to tell Tang Ka, "Tang Ka, I'm fine, let us go."

Seeing her face covered in tear stains and still wearing only a strappy nightgown, Tang Ka stubbornly shook his head, clearly showing she was not alright.

With a loud "vroom", Chen Huaixiao hit the gas pedal, the supercar sped out of the garage, onto the driveway.

Tang Ka's figure gradually disappeared in the rearview mirror.

Chen Huaixiao stepped on the gas pedal all the way, streaking like lightning from the spacious Binjiang Avenue onto the mountain racetrack. Countless drifting turns, Bai Yin clenched tightly onto the handle above her, her heart thumping rapidly.

Finally, half an hour later, the supercar stopped in front of the scenic lookout on the mountain bend.

After the engine was turned off, the cabin sank into the deep tranquility of the night.

Bai Yin turned her head and glanced at Chen Huaixiao. Only the cool blue light of the control panel spilled onto his sharp-featured face.

He lowered his head to light a cigarette, an orange glow blossomed and extinguished at the corner of his mouth.

After that bout of venting, his surging emotions finally ebbed back to calm.

Bai Yin took a long breath, and gave a very soft cough.

Chen Huaixiao took a hard drag, then opened the window and flicked the cigarette butt out.

"Chen Huaixiao, I'm sorry."

"Sorry, but not regretful."

She nodded, "Mm."

"For a mansion, you gave away a priceless painting, and also gave away the extremely promising future prospects of Stellar Media."

"It's not just a mansion, that was my mother's home, and also my home." She said very softly.

"That place is not your home," Chen Huaixiao interrupted her firmly. "Where I am, that is your home."

Bai Yin's heart was heavily jabbed by these words, and she looked up at him in disbelief.

Chen Huaixiao's long fingers casually toyed with the cigarette case, his gaze lowered, and he repeated forcefully, "Bai Yin, you must know, wherever I am... that is your home."