Chapter 130: Subjected to Abuse

"Impossible." Ji Yanxi’s attitude was resolute. "Keep a woman like you in this house, and who knows what will happen here in the future!"

As he spoke, he pushed Yu Qingqing away in disgust. The force was excessive, causing her head to strike the wall with a heavy thud. Yu Qingqing let out a muffled groan, her brow furrowing in pain as her expression shifted dramatically. She glared at Ji Yanxi with pure venom.

"Ji Yanxi, a woman like me? What kind of woman am I?"

Since they were tearing off the mask, Yu Qingqing felt no need to pretend anymore. She scrambled up from the floor. "After I was misdiagnosed, didn't I try many times to be with you, only to be rejected? It’s you who are impotent, so I had no choice but to find another man to have a child with!"

"In the end, you should be thanking me. If I hadn't used my illness as a cover, your secret—that you, Ji Yanxi, are sexually impotent—would have been broadcast to the whole world!"

"When that happens, the one who will be humiliated is you, not me!"

The more she spoke, the more convinced she became that she was in the right. She lifted her chin. "You want a divorce? Fine. We’ll see how tight-lipped I am and whether I can keep your secret for you."

"Yu Qingqing, you..."

This secret was the lifeblood of Ji Yanxi, and indeed the entire Ji family. At first, Yu Qingqing hadn't known; she had only discovered it after sneaking a look at his medical reports. *Tsk*, and here she had thought the Ji family cared so much about children. So that was the truth!

"What about me?" Yu Qingqing revealed her true colors. "Ji Yanxi, if everything had gone according to plan, I would still be the young mistress of the Ji family, and I would have kept this secret buried forever."

"But if you don't want me, then we’ll go down together! At worst, I’ll just go back to the Yu family and be their second daughter again. And you? Will you even have the face to walk out in public?"

Caught cheating, Yu Qingqing should logically be the one in the wrong, but her arrogant and domineering demeanor made it seem as if Ji Yanxi were the guilty party. Ji Yanxi was nearly driven mad by her words, yet he found himself utterly unable to refute them.

"There is one more thing you must do for me." Yu Qingqing pressed her advantage. "The child is in the intensive care unit because of Yu Wanqing. I want you, as the young master of the Ji family and the father of the child, to send her to prison."

She wanted the Yu family to be disgraced and for Yu Wanqing to be ruined once and for all!

"Yu Qingqing, you are truly vicious. Yu Wanqing is your half-sister, after all." Ji Yanxi naturally refused. He was not magnanimous enough to seek justice for another man’s child!

"If you don't do it, people might start to doubt your love for the child. Then they’ll question the child’s parentage, and finally, they’ll uncover your illness..." Yu Qingqing walked toward Ji Yanxi, her hand slowly stroking his face. "Ji Yanxi, this is a win-win situation. Don't be ungrateful..."

The next second, *bang*! Ji Yanxi shoved her onto the bed with brutal force. Yu Qingqing winced in pain, but before she could start cursing, the door slammed shut with a heavy *clatter*—Ji Yanxi had stormed out.

She had expected this to cause a stir in the Ji household for a while, but to her surprise, three days later, Ji Yanxi showed up at their door, claiming he wanted to press charges against Yu Wanqing for harming his son.

Ye Yaoyao was shocked to hear this. Was Ji Yanxi a saint? Could he really tolerate a green hat of this magnitude?

"I already said it wasn't me. Show me the evidence." Yu Wanqing had been steadying her nerves over the past few days and had finally accepted the absurdity of the situation.

"Qingqing says it was you." Ji Yanxi took a deep breath. "She is my wife; naturally, I trust her unconditionally."

"Heh, so they say you can't sleep in the same bed without sharing the same dreams, right?" Ye Yaoyao sneered from the side. "Everything requires proof. If you want to sue, bring us the evidence."

Leaving those words behind, Ye Yaoyao pulled Yu Wanqing away.

That evening, when Ye Yaoyao returned to her apartment, she saw Shen Yan waiting. She guessed he was likely there because of the Ji Yanxi situation.

Shen Yan set out the bowls and chopsticks, and as soon as they sat down, he spoke, "Regarding Ji Yanxi... do you need my help?"

"No," Ye Yaoyao denied him flatly.

"No? Not even if Yu Wanqing is sent to jail?" Shen Yan’s tone was laced with anger. "Ye Yaoyao, I am not an outsider. You can ask me for help with anything."

It was clear that if he intervened, the matter would be resolved more easily. Why was she so stubborn? Was she so determined to have nothing to do with him?

Ye Yaoyao couldn't help but frown. She raised her eyes to look at Shen Yan with disgust. "If you’re truly that idle, you can go comfort Ji Yanxi. I think he’s the one who needs you."

"As for me, I don't."

The few simple words plunged the atmosphere into a frigid silence. Shen Yan stared at Ye Yaoyao for a long time before setting down his chopsticks and rising to leave. Ye Yaoyao pretended to be unaffected and continued eating, only sighing deeply once he had been gone for a while.

...

At a bar.

Ji Yanxi sat in a corner, drinking gloomily, glass after glass. Shen Yan walked over, snatched the bottle from him, and nudged him with his foot. "Drinking like this—you want to die?"

"Brother Yan." Ji Yanxi looked up with sluggish reactions, his smile looking more painful than tears. "I'm in a bad mood."

"Because of the situation at home." Shen Yan sat down beside him. "You should know that Yu Wanqing isn't the type of person to harm your child."

"Brother Yan, I know you came here tonight for this, but I have to seek justice for my child, don't I?" When he mentioned the child, Ji Yanxi’s voice grew heavy. "Such a small child is still lying in the hospital..."

His hands clenched tightly at his sides. To hide his internal struggle, he reached for the bottle again. Shen Yan did not rush to answer; it was true that without evidence, it was hard to say anything.

"Is there really no other way to resolve this?"

Ji Yanxi shook his head. "None. She must pay the price."

He leaned his head back against the sofa and closed his eyes. This was the second time Ji Yanxi had felt his life turn dark. The first was when he was diagnosed with oligospermia. Over the years, he had secretly tried many ways to solve the problem, but nothing worked.

He had heard of a legendary medical genius with the codename "Y," someone who could cure any incurable disease in the world. But she hadn't appeared in a long time, and Ji Yanxi even doubted such a person existed. When he heard Yu Qingqing was pregnant, he thought God had finally shown him mercy, but it had all turned out to be a nightmare!

"What about the bruises on the child?" Shen Yan pointed out the crux of the matter. "It's very clear that the child had been abused before that day, and that day was the first time Yu Wanqing had ever seen her nephew."

"Maybe she was the one who pinched him that day."

"The doctor checked; those bruises are already several days old."

Shen Yan dismissed the idea. "Yanxi, if there’s something going on, just say it, and we can solve it together."