Qin You’s secret was exposed, and he faced the Summer family’s punishment!

He didn’t have time to dodge.
The vase struck his temple, splitting the skin and drawing blood!
Shards of porcelain flew in every direction.
Summer’s father’s furious shout followed at once: “Qin You! Has your conscience been devoured by dogs? At the engagement banquet, we entrusted Ranran to you, asked you to treat her well, and yet you sneak around with another woman behind her back!”
A thick stack of photographs was flung at him!
They showed Wen Yao holding Qin Su’s arm, the two drinking together in a private room, embracing, their gestures far too intimate.
Qin You’s mind went blank.
When had these photos been taken?
They’d even been sent to Summer’s father’s phone!
Summer’s mother, heartbroken, grabbed a feather duster and struck Qin You’s back hard.
“Ranran has been pampered and cherished since she was a child—she’s never suffered a single grievance. We thought we’d finally found a worthy son-in-law! Back when she brought you home, her eyes were only for you, and you dare treat her like this? Fooling around with another woman! Qin You, from this day on, our Summer family will have nothing to do with the Qin family! The engagement is off!”
“Dad! Mom! Stop!”
Summer Anran, having heard the news, rushed home from her dance troupe.
Seeing Qin You hunched over in pain, she hurriedly wrapped her arms around him. “Brother Qin isn’t like that! You’re misunderstanding him!”
“Anran, open your eyes and see for yourself what he’s been up to behind your back!”
Her father tossed the stack of photos at her.
Summer Anran grabbed them, only to discover that the woman in the pictures was Wen Yao—not Wen Shuang!
She’d thought all along that it was Wen Shuang entangling herself with him.
But she loved Qin You deeply; she knew that whatever Qin You did with that woman meant nothing—his heart belonged only to her.
Besides, if she gave up on Qin You now, wouldn’t she be handing him over to the Wen sisters?
She’d worked so hard to win him!
Raising her head to defend Qin You, Summer Anran explained, “Dad, Mom, you really are mistaken. These photos aren’t recent. Before Qin You and I got together, he did have two previous relationships—but since we’ve been together, he hasn’t had any contact with those women.
These pictures must have been taken before, and now someone with a grudge against Qin You deliberately sent them to your phones. He’s innocent! Besides, he’s been spending all his evenings with me lately—he hasn’t had time to cheat.”
Qin You was stunned.
He never expected Summer Anran would defend him like this.

He quickly composed himself and said, “That’s right, Dad, Mom. The woman in the photos was only involved with me before I met Anran. Since our engagement, I’ve kept my distance from all other women—never overstepped the line!”
He looked at Summer Anran with deep affection. “Anran is kind, beautiful, and good—I’m the luckiest man in the world to have met her. I’d never be foolish enough to look elsewhere when I already have her.”
Summer Anran clung tightly to him.
Hearing their heartfelt explanations, Summer’s parents exchanged glances and put away their sticks.
Such slanderous schemes were not uncommon among prominent families.
And their daughter had spoken for herself. If Qin You really had cheated, they believed their daughter wouldn’t be so foolish.
Mrs. Summer helped Qin You to his feet. “Child, why didn’t you explain sooner when we questioned you? You let your uncle and me misunderstand—and you took a beating for nothing!”
Qin You knelt down, expressing his loyalty. “Uncle, Aunt, please rest assured. I love Anran dearly, and I will never let her down.”
Hearing his resolute promise, Summer’s father finally softened, pulling him up again. “As long as you understand! We really did misjudge you this time. But Qin You, you must never let anything like this happen again! Not even a candid photo—if word gets out, how many people will mock our Anran?”
Qin You promised over and over he would never let it happen.
Summer Anran pulled him back into her room.
Once she locked the door, her face turned cold as she let go of him.
Qin You immediately hugged her from behind. “Ranran, I was wrong! I’ve let you down! But nothing ever happened between Wen Yao and me.”
Summer Anran’s voice trembled as she lowered it. “How long has this been going on?”
Qin You knew he couldn’t hide it from her.
At this point, he could only try to reassure her—he could tell she didn’t truly want to break up.
“It’s been a month. But she was the one who pursued me first!” Qin You held up three fingers in a vow. “I feel nothing for her! Ranran, you have to believe me.”
She saw the sincerity in his eyes; though she was angry, her heart was already softening. “Brother Qin, you’ve really hurt me. I loved you with all my heart.”
“I was wrong, baby, I really was! It will never happen again!”
Qin You pressed Summer Anran down onto the bed, covering her with urgent kisses.
“Ranran, I swear—those women were nothing, just games. My heart belongs only to you!”
Summer Anran let her tears fall in sorrow.
Qin You kissed each one away.
“Brother Qin, I’ll trust you one last time... please don’t let me down again...”

“Ranran, I’ll never betray you!”
...
Qin You was run ragged between the Summer household and the company.
Meanwhile, Wen Shuang lay in bed, soft as springtime warmth.
Aunt Wang was attentive, checking her temperature three times an hour.
Fearing Wen Shuang might lose her appetite after her fever, she changed up the menu, making delicate congee and light dishes.
“Miss Wen, Officer Ji came by earlier. But when he saw you were asleep, he didn’t want to disturb you.”
“He’s gone?”
“Yes, he said he just came to pick up a file. After watching you for a while, he hurried off again—he had urgent matters to attend to.” Aunt Wang tucked in the covers around her. “But I can tell, Officer Ji really cares about you. He only left after I told him your fever had gone down.”
A faint warmth stirred in Wen Shuang’s heart.
It seemed so long since she’d felt cherished like this.
With Aunt Wang’s meticulous care, Wen Shuang finally recovered from her fever.
She’d been sweating in bed for two days, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.
Ji Shen had been busy outside, only sending messages to ask after her health.
Wen Shuang told him everything was fine.
She didn’t want him to worry.
That evening, Wen Shuang took a long, luxurious bath, exfoliated her skin, and massaged herself with rose-scented oil before coming out wrapped in a fragrant towel and turban to drink her collagen supplement.
After twenty, a woman must take extra care of herself.
She had just twisted open the bottle.
The front door swung open with a click.
Wen Shuang instinctively took three steps back!
The man, just home, was startled as well—then arched his brow high. “Ms. Wen, is this a new way to welcome me home?”