My Wealthy Ex-Girlfriend Knelt and Begged Me to Come Back [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 74

Shengfu International Investment and Rentai Medical faced two consecutive court hearings.

The first was an audit of the company’s accounts and assets. Clearly, the cash flow, net assets, and non-core business operations were all problematic…

The second hearing delved into the specifics of the case: smuggling abroad, tax evasion, unauthorized foreign enterprise involvement, and illegal business operations—all confirmed to be true.

It was evident that Qiu Changsheng, heir of the third branch of the Qiu family, in his bid to seize the patriarch’s inheritance, colluded with Song Zheng, the second son of the Song family, to make quick money through illegal international transactions. They were also linked to domestic criminal organizations.

The third hearing was initiated solely by Song Tingyu. She accused Qiu Changsheng and Song Zheng of coercing her into marriage abroad through threats and intimidation, and of subjecting her to long-term psychological and physical abuse.

After verifying the evidence she provided, the judge immediately annulled the marriage between Song Tingyu and Qiu Changsheng.

Song Zheng and Qiu Changsheng, dressed in blue-striped prison uniforms, hung their heads like wilted vegetables, repeatedly interrogated.

Especially Song Zheng—his legs were burned in a fire, along with the tools he used to commit his crimes…

Two hashtags trended online:

#MajorEconomicCrime #HowToFileForDivorceDueToDomesticViolence?HowToPreserveEvidence?

Under the second hashtag, netizens were actively discussing:

【Ahhh… I didn’t expect even wealthy women could be tricked into marriage, end up with no shares, and suffer domestic violence. That’s so tragic… sob sob…】

【Am I the only one noticing she’s tall and slim… and quite beautiful? Somehow I feel like this cool sister probably doesn’t like men. Her own brother tricked her into a political marriage, and she suffered abuse abroad…】

【Oh my god, this sister is so pitiful. Some feudal families are just cannibalistic!】

【Girls, protect yourselves! If you encounter an abusive man, run! Report him, divorce him, sue him! Even if you can’t be like this sister, seek help from local women’s organizations! Anyway, abusive men should rot!!】

【The ending is satisfying. The abusive husband and evil brother are both in jail. And the brother is completely ruined—his legs burned off in the fire, and he’s now a eunuch. He’s basically a human stump now. Haha, I’m so evil… but I’m thrilled!】

…

During Song Tingyu’s divorce hearing,

Ji Jiayu canceled her schedule for the day just to attend.

She sat in the audience, deeply moved.

—So Song Tingyu’s years abroad weren’t easy either.

Yet Song Tingyu remained strong. Even when facing domestic violence, she wasn’t the type to silently endure.

When Qiu Changsheng hit her, she fought back—hard enough to leave him bloodied.

Even when she couldn’t win against his bodyguards and thugs abroad, she preserved evidence every time she was assaulted.

She was like a fierce wind—

—utterly breaking the men who had once abused her.

After the hearing, Ji Jiayu slowly stood and followed the crowd out of the courthouse.

In the hallway, a familiar voice called her name.

“Jiayu.”

Ji Jiayu stopped and turned around.

The woman wore a black leather jacket, her hair in a high ponytail, features sharp and handsome.

It was Song Tingyu, standing behind her.

A narrow corridor separated them.

Ji Jiayu’s eyes curved, her lips lifted into a smile, dimples appearing at the corners. She looked at her cheerfully.

“Congratulations on the divorce.”

“It wasn’t a divorce,” Song Tingyu corrected her. “—It was an annulment.”

“That marriage was illegal from the start.”

“Okay, then let me rephrase…” Ji Jiayu said. “Congratulations—”

“You’re free now, Tingyu.”

Her voice was gentle, just like when Ji Chen once said, “You’re free now, little fish.”

It was full of genuine relief and happiness for someone else.

Her smile was beautiful, making Song Tingyu momentarily dazed,

As if she’d returned to their school days, seeing the little sister who always called her “senpai.”

Song Tingyu froze for a few seconds, her lashes trembling before she came back to herself.

She softly asked, “Shall we go out together?”

Ji Jiayu nodded gently, replying with a soft “Mm.”

Song Tingyu clenched her fingers, palms sweaty. She lowered her gaze, eyes following Ji Jiayu’s long shadow.

Ji Jiayu had once warmed her life.

During college, all her passion was ignited by Ji Jiayu, allowing her to truly be herself—riding a motorcycle, carrying the girl she loved, like a fierce wind speeding toward the end of the highway.

—It felt like during that year with Ji Jiayu, she had value.

She could chase thrills and see things through.

During those painful years abroad, when her passport was confiscated,

She constantly thought of Ji Jiayu.

Ji Jiayu was the light in her dark life,

The only faith that kept her going.

She gave Ji Jiayu nearly all her tenderness,

And Ji Jiayu gave her a vibrant youth.

…

They walked side by side to the end of the corridor, out the door, and to the edge of the open plaza.

Song Tingyu turned, fingers curling, rubbing her fingertips. “Jiayu, all these years, even when I was abroad…”

Suddenly nervous,

Afraid Ji Jiayu would push her away again…

She paused, then continued,

“—I never forgot you.”

Ji Jiayu’s lashes trembled. “Tingyu…”

Song Tingyu gazed deeply at her, stepping closer, wanting to kiss her again… Her slender, fair fingers gently touched Ji Jiayu’s cheek. “Like this…”

“Is it okay?”

The gesture was swift,

Their noses nearly touched…

Ji Jiayu stepped back.

“Sorry… I already have someone I like.”

She raised her arm, firmly placing it between them,

Decisively creating distance.

“Girlfriend?” Song Tingyu frowned.

“Yes, girlfriend.” Ji Jiayu nodded.

“How come I didn’t know?”

Ji Jiayu coughed lightly, explaining softly, “It’s only been a few days.”

Song Tingyu’s hand, about to touch Ji Jiayu’s, curled slightly, then slowly lowered.

She smiled faintly, her tone tinged with disappointment. “I… lost my composure.”

Trying not to seem awkward or… pathetic.

She paused, adjusted her expression, lifted her brows slightly, her dark eyes trembling as she spoke softly,

“Don’t worry. I won’t bother you again.”

“It’s fine. Now that it’s out in the open, things will be better,” Ji Jiayu shook her head, her lips curving with dimples. “Then… goodbye?”

“I’ll walk you?” Song Tingyu offered.

“No need,” Ji Jiayu waved her phone, indicating someone was picking her up.

“My girlfriend’s here.”

“She’s… already arrived.”

Saying goodbye to Song Tingyu felt like saying goodbye to her past self.

In that moment, something else was quietly let go.

She had been with Song Tingyu because of her love for motorcycles;

She had seduced Qiu Miaoran because of the life-extension system—and because Qiu Miaoran resembled her sister.

But those feelings were twisted, abnormal…

They were a pathological obsession with Ji Chen’s shadow.

When she realized she was about to lose Qiu Miaoran,

That flood of tears…

Made Ji Jiayu realize it wasn’t just going with the flow—her heart had long since leaned toward Qiu Miaoran.

Her obsession with Ji Chen was completely released in that moment.

As for Song Tingyu, the resentment from being abandoned and getting into a car accident—was now gone.

Only gratitude remained…

Gratitude for Song Tingyu’s wholehearted companionship during their college years.

…

Ji Jiayu was lost in thought.

Not far away, at the corner of the road, stood a woman.

Qiu Miaoran wore a long suit, the belt tightly cinched at her waist, the fabric crisp, accentuating her tall, slim figure and long legs.

She stood against the light, sunglasses pushed up on her head.

Her bangs fell across her face, casting shadows over her brow, her dark eyes brooding,

Radiating a chilling aura.

She was so close to where Ji Jiayu had just said goodbye to Song Tingyu—and deliberately positioned at the corner.

She must’ve heard everything…

Ji Jiayu froze.

Qiu Miaoran stared coldly at her, eyes fixed, arm suddenly raised.

Ji Jiayu was clearly startled, her lashes trembling, chin tucked in reflexively.

A pale, slender hand opened and gently landed on her head,

Softly ruffling her hair.

The gesture was so gentle, it felt like time slowed down.

Fingertips brushing her scalp—tingling…

Sending shivers through her heart.

Ji Jiayu’s ears suddenly burned. She pouted, whispering, “Don’t touch my head… I won’t grow taller…”

Qiu Miaoran lowered her hand, briefly touching her cheek,

Just once, then quickly withdrew.

Qiu Miaoran chuckled, “You’re almost twenty-six,”

“Still growing?”

“I will grow… I will!!” Ji Jiayu hated being called short. She pouted, her fair cheeks puffing slightly,

Her light brown eyes widened like an angry little bunny.

Cute—making one want to tease her more…

Qiu Miaoran’s eyes curved, the gloom in her gaze dissipating, her phoenix eyes narrowing with delight.

She reached out, wrapping her arm around Ji Jiayu’s waist, fingertips gently stroking her spine through the thin fabric.

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