Volume One, Chapter 12: Lin Qiao Deals with the Mistress-Depois do divórcio, ela se tornou uma herdeira poderosa, e o pai e o filho cafajestes choraram de arrependimento.(Pêssego Doce)

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Banquet Hall
Lin Qiao hurried in, clutching her bag.
Upon hearing she was attending the celebration banquet, Ye Shulan had specially arranged for a stylist to dress her meticulously.
Lin Qiao wore a custom white gown, her hair elegantly swept up, revealing a delicate and refined face.
By the dessert table stood Bai Xin, who brightened upon seeing Lin Qiao and waved enthusiastically.
“Qiao Qiao! Over here!”
As Lin Qiao approached, Bai Xin couldn’t help but admire her.
“Qiao Qiao, you look stunning today, and this dress suits you perfectly.”
Bai Xin, a daughter of the prestigious Bai family in Haishi, instantly recognized the gown as this year’s haute couture from C House, worth a million yuan.
Thinking of Lin Qiao’s recent reunion with her parents, Bai Xin felt genuinely happy for her friend.
Her dear Qiao Qiao had now become a top-tier heiress to a grand family.
Emboldened by the compliment, Lin Qiao felt a little shy.
After marrying Qin Tianlang all these years, she had devoted herself to family and never focused on dressing up.
“Qiao Qiao, you’re so beautiful—you should dress up more often.”
As Lin Qiao chatted with Bai Xin, she noticed Qin Tianlang arriving at the banquet hall with Xu Mingyue.
Xu Mingyue still wore the black gown from Qin Yi’s birthday party.
Upon seeing Lin Qiao, shock flashed in her eyes.
Flustered, she quickly turned and led Qin Tianlang away in the opposite direction.
Bai Xin sneered, “Did you see that? They’re practically inseparable now. Seeing you so beautiful today, she didn’t dare let Qin Tianlang look at you.”
Lin Qiao paid no mind; she was about to finalize her divorce from Qin Tianlang soon and no longer cared who he was with.
In a corner of the banquet hall, Xu Mingyue steered Qin Tianlang away from Lin Qiao’s area.
While Qin Tianlang mingled with other guests, Xu Mingyue fixed her gaze on Lin Qiao.
She recalled the photos of Qin’s jewelry on social media and was utterly puzzled.
How had Lin Qiao been so lucky to escape that crisis?
Perhaps someone had intervened on her behalf.
Xu Mingyue couldn’t understand and felt a choking bitterness as she saw the fans’ praise online.
She had dressed carefully today, hoping to outshine Lin Qiao.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qiao’s outfit was breathtakingly beautiful.
The more she looked at Lin Qiao’s dress, the more familiar it seemed.
Recalling the haute couture dresses she had seen online, she sneered inwardly—Lin Qiao was wearing an imitation gown to the banquet.
Xu Mingyue grew more excited by the thought and could hardly wait to expose her.
While Qin Tianlang was still engaged with guests, she took a glass of red wine and approached Lin Qiao.

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Lin Qiao was sampling desserts with Bai Xin, nibbling on a piece of cake.
Seeing Xu Mingyue coming over, she felt somewhat annoyed.
Why was Xu Mingyue always so persistent?
“Congratulations on the great success of the Qin Jewelry shoot,” Xu Mingyue raised her glass toward Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao nodded politely, “Thank you.”
Xu Mingyue leaned in, her voice louder.
“At this celebration banquet, why are you still wearing a fake dress?”
Nearby guests turned to look.
Lin Qiao calmly replied, “Miss Xu, words alone are not proof. What makes you say it’s fake?”
Xu Mingyue snorted coldly, “This haute couture costs over a million. It’s not something you could afford.”
Then, with a smile, she added, “Xiao Yi always says I dress beautifully. Miss Shen, instead of wearing fakes, you’d better learn how to properly match your clothes.”
Lin Qiao responded lightly, “So that’s why Miss Xu always wears the same black dress to every event.”
“Her styling tip is to wear that black dress no matter the occasion. Did that dress save your life?”
Nearby guests chuckled softly.
Xu Mingyue’s face darkened with embarrassment.
Her budget was tight; she had bitten the bullet to buy that expensive black gown, so it was the only dress she wore to events.
But being called out so openly by Lin Qiao, she lost face.
Guests began whispering, “That lady’s dress doesn’t look fake. Imitations can’t replicate such quality.”
Under the banquet hall’s lights, Lin Qiao’s gown shimmered exquisitely, stunning beyond compare.
Xu Mingyue stood awkwardly, and just then someone bumped her from behind.
Seizing the moment, she splashed her wine toward Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao had been watching her carefully all along.
She deftly dodged the wine.
Immediately, she grabbed a glass of red wine from the dessert table and splashed it back at Xu Mingyue.
Xu Mingyue was drenched, stunned and speechless.
Meeting Xu Mingyue’s incredulous gaze, Lin Qiao calmly placed the glass back on the table.
“Miss Xu, I was too lenient with you before.”
“After your repeated provocations, what exactly do you want?”
Xu Mingyue trembled with rage.
She just couldn’t stand to see Lin Qiao doing well!
Since Lin Qiao left, Qin Tianlang had been distant and cold toward her.
She knew deep down, Qin Tianlang never intended to divorce Lin Qiao.
She refused to admit she was jealous of an orphan, a powerless discarded woman.

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But that jealousy burned inside her every day, making her unable to resist picking fights with Lin Qiao.
Yet she hadn’t expected that Lin Qiao, having left the Qin family, was no longer the silent and meek woman she once bullied.
At that moment, Qin Tianlang finally noticed the commotion and hurried over.
Seeing the water dripping from Xu Mingyue’s hair, he asked coldly, “What happened here?”
Xu Mingyue, as if finding support, instantly teared up.
“Tianlang, I don’t know what’s going on. Shen Qiao just splashed wine on me.”
Qin Tianlang looked at Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao’s beauty momentarily stunned him.
Xu Mingyue tugged at his sleeve.
In a low voice, he said, “Apologize to Mingyue.”
“I won’t apologize.”
She pointed to the wine stains on the floor.
“Xu Mingyue splashed me first. I was just returning the favor.”
“I dodged hers, so why couldn’t she dodge mine?”
“Looks like Miss Xu is outmatched in every way.”
Bai Xin laughed nearby.
“Haha, Qiao Qiao, you’re right. Qin Tianlang, why do you always side with this mistress without hearing the full story? No wonder Qiao Qiao left you!”
Xu Mingyue clenched her fists tightly at the word “mistress.”
But as the proud daughter of the Bai family in Haishi, she dared not offend Bai Xin.
She looked at Qin Tianlang, hoping he would defend her and clear her name.
Yet Qin Tianlang, unusually silent, looked at Xu Mingyue and asked, “Was it really you who splashed Lin Qiao first?”
“I…”
Xu Mingyue was momentarily speechless. So many witnesses had seen her splash the wine first.
Bai Xin teased, watching Xu Mingyue’s expression.
“Alright, just apologize properly to Qiao Qiao, and this matter will be over.”
Hearing this, Xu Mingyue looked at Qin Tianlang with reddened eyes.
She couldn’t apologize!
If she did, and word got out, where would her dignity be?
Apologizing to Lin Qiao was absolutely impossible!