Daily Intelligence: Forced to Save the Beautiful President at the Beginning

”Besides what?” Qin Fei interrupted her, her eyes sweeping contemptuously over Xiao Chen, who was playing on his phone in the corner. ”Besides the fact that you found a useless husband who can’t even come up with the money to host a birthday banquet? Let me tell you, Yan-yan, a woman marrying is her second chance at life. Look at you, then look at me. After marrying Zhao Lei, when have I ever suffered such grievances? I buy what I want, I do what I want. Unlike you, still having to work to support the family!”

Zhao Lei also added fuel to the fire, hands in his pockets, his tone carrying a condescending arrogance. ”Alright, Fei’er, why waste your breath on her? Mother Qin is the same; raising a daughter means raising someone like my Fei’er—capable and able to marry into a good family. Unlike some people, marrying an unemployed bum and still needing her maiden family to worry about her.”

These words were like a knife, stabbing deeply into Qin Yan’s heart. Her fingers gripping the teapot turned white, and her eyes instantly reddened, but she forced herself not to let the tears fall. She knew that arguing with her sister and brother-in-law would only invite more mockery.

Just then, a little boy wearing a blue cartoon T-shirt (Qin Fei and Zhao Lei’s son, Zhao Xiaobao) suddenly rushed out from behind them, holding a toy car and charging wildly through the banquet hall.

He ran to the side of the stage and shoved over the decorative balloon arch. The colorful balloons burst with ”bangs,” scaring the surrounding guests into screaming.

The hotel manager hurried over, his face plastered with a smile. ”Parent, please control your child. This arch is a decoration for the birthday banquet; it’s not good if it gets broken.”

Zhao Lei, however, didn’t care at all. He glanced at the manager, his tone arrogant. ”It’s just a crappy balloon, isn’t it? How much is it worth? My son likes it, so what if he pushed it over? I’ll pay you back. How much? A thousand or two thousand? Is that enough?”

As he said this, he pulled a wad of cash from his wallet and threw it in front of the manager. ”Take it, and don’t annoy me here.”

The manager’s expression instantly turned ugly, but he dared not speak out despite his anger. Zhao Lei was a somewhat well-known wealthy second-generation in Jiangcheng, and he couldn’t afford to offend him.

The surrounding guests also started whispering, their eyes full of disdain, but no one dared to stand up and speak out.

Mother Qin, Shen Lan, heard the commotion and hurried over from the main table. Seeing the balloon arch lying on the ground and Zhao Lei’s arrogant demeanor, she was both angry and anxious, but she still forced a smile. ”Zhao Lei, don’t mind the manager. The child is young and doesn’t know any better; it’s fine. Come, sit inside; the food is almost cold.”

”Mother Qin, you’re just too easygoing.” Zhao Lei didn’t give Mother Qin any face. He walked straight to the main table, picked up the menu, flipped through it, and threw it back on the table. ”Just these dishes? Steamed sea bass, braised pork? It’s all home-cooked food; my nanny makes better food than this. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn’t have come. Might as well have eaten Michelin takeout at home.”

Shen Lan’s face turned from white to red, and from red back to white. Her lips moved, but she couldn’t say a word. She knew her eldest son-in-law was rich and powerful, and the Qin Family couldn’t afford to offend him, so she could only swallow her grievances.

Qin Yan stood to the side, watching her mother’s embarrassed expression, watching the arrogant faces of her sister and brother-in-law, and then looking at Xiao Chen in the corner, who was still head-down playing games and deaf to everything. The grievances and anger in her heart surged like a tide.

She suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, her chest felt tight, her coughing became more and more violent, and her body began to sway.

”Qin Yan, are you okay?” A relative nearby hurried to support her and handed her a glass of warm water. ”Don’t get angry at them; your health is more important.”

Qin Yan took the water glass, and just as she was about to thank them, tears couldn’t help but fall.

What exactly had she been holding on to for these past three years?