Su Ding looked up at Liang Tian and said, "You can go now."
Liang Tian, relieved, felt her nose sting again but held back her tears. She stood up from the sofa and bowed deeply to Jin Ye and Su Ding in front of her.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Then, she turned around, lowered her head, and left the living room.
She knew that all she could do next was wait for Su Ding's notification.
After Liang Tian left, Jin Ye looked at Su Ding, took her hand, and said, "I'll contact the team immediately and leverage this popularity to reveal what happened back then."
"Mmm."
Su Ding looked at Jin Ye's somewhat excited face, feeling an indescribable sense of relief.
After carrying the blame for so long, she was finally going to be cleared.
However, the main culprit of this matter... Shao Lin, had to face her due retribution!
At the same time.
At the Jin residence, the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.
Jin He was furious, more so than ever before, about Zhao Qin's public confrontation with Su Ding in front of all the media today, exposing the Jin family's private matters.
He severely reprimanded Zhao Qin.
In a fit of anger, he even agreed to a divorce under Zhao Qin's persistent pressure.
Zhao Qin had proposed the divorce, and in his rage, he had agreed immediately. Thinking about everything she had done these past few days, she was nothing like the pure and kind person he remembered from his youth.
If their marital relationship had deteriorated to this point, if their conflicts had escalated so severely, then perhaps it was better to separate and allow each of them to calm down and reflect.
"Sir, are you really not going to look for Madam?"
Aunt Zhang, who had worked at the Jin residence for decades, hesitated for a long time before finally walking to the sofa and asking Jin He in a low voice.
By age, she was considered an elder to both Jin He and Zhao Qin.
Although she was nominally a servant of the Jin family, in reality, she was no different from family. Seeing the formerly loving couple reduced to this state, she couldn't help but speak up.
Jin He glanced at Aunt Zhang. Although he was still angry, his demeanor softened.
He said in a low voice, "Aunt Zhang, I have my own plans for this. Let her calm down for now."
Seeing that Jin He had said as much, Aunt Zhang could only sigh and withdraw.
Jin He sat on the sofa, his expression still gloomy. He felt very tired and a little weak.
He glanced at his phone. There were no calls or messages.
It seemed Zhao Qin was serious this time.
Thinking of this, Jin He became even more agitated. However, recalling the events of the day, he found it truly difficult to accept what Zhao Qin had done.
One should be punished for their mistakes. He had already compromised enough.
Yet, even while thinking this, he couldn't help but worry about where Zhao Qin would go after leaving home. She should have some cash on hand, right?
Even if not, she had a few good sisters; it shouldn't be a problem.
Jin He rambled through his thoughts, rubbed his aching temples, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, preparing to light one, when a voice came from behind him.
"Mr. Jin, smoking is bad for your health."
A soft, enchanting voice drifted over.
Jin He turned his head and saw He Qing, dressed in a seductive red dress, who had returned at some unknown time. Her skin was fair, and although her attire exuded a charming and alluring style, it also hinted at a youthful aura.
Jin He only considered He Qing as one of Zhao Qin's sisters.
However, during the time He Qing had been living in their home, whether he was being overly suspicious or if there was indeed something there, he always felt that He Qing's attitude towards him was somewhat ambiguous.
Over the years, although his age had been increasing, the number of women who threw themselves at him was no less than when he was younger.
The age range had even expanded.
However, strangely enough, if He Qing truly had such intentions, she never overstepped the boundaries. This ambiguous attitude made Jin He involuntarily overthink things.
"I heard from the doorman that Sister Qin left with her luggage. What happened?"
He Qing asked softly, her clear eyes falling on Jin He.
That gaze, devoid of any impurity, subtly held a hint of allure as it skimmed over Jin He.
"We need some time to cool down," Jin He said solemnly. "Miss He, if it's convenient, I hope you can go find her."
These words were a direct dismissal.
But He Qing could tell that Jin He was worried about Zhao Qin's safety. The more this was the case, the more she found Mr. Jin He to possess an indescribable charm.
As for Zhao Qin's reckless actions today, how could she not know?
This was even related to her.
He Qing looked intently at Jin He and said understandingly, "I understand, Mr. Jin. I will find Sister Qin and counsel her properly. You should also try to be more optimistic. Sister Qin might have her own difficulties..."
Seeing that Jin He remained silent, she continued, "Actually, I advised her about what happened today. Perhaps she has too much prejudice against Miss Su Ding... It might be because of that incident at Qingfeng Temple last time... She's a bit obsessed. I kept telling her that maybe Miss Su Ding isn't that kind of person... Sigh..."
Hearing He Qing mention this incident, Jin He's brow suddenly furrowed.
He remembered that when Zhao Qin returned from Qingfeng Temple, she had claimed that Su Ding had caused them to be kidnapped, and that she had personally witnessed Su Ding setting the trap. Moreover, He Qing had seen it with her.
Because Zhao Qin had always said so, Jin He had implicitly assumed that He Qing also believed it.
But now, He Qing's words...
Seemed to suggest a different view of that incident?
If Su Ding had truly done such a thing to them, why did He Qing seem to have less animosity towards Su Ding?
Thinking of this, Jin He suddenly looked at He Qing, staring directly at her, and asked:
"He Qing, I ask you, what exactly happened that day at Qingfeng Temple?"