Give us Shuangshuang, so we can vent our anger.

Everyone stared at the photographs, and saw that every one of them captured Qin You entangled with various women in highly compromising ways!

The elders present were all in their fifties, sixties, even seventies. When their eyes landed on the intimate and suggestive poses between Qin You and those women, they couldn't help but feel a sting.

Having lived this long, and being worldly-wise, they could see at a glance that what happened in those photos went far beyond embraces and kisses—clearly, everything that could happen between a man and a woman had already happened!

“Sister, this well-behaved son you’re so proud of is running wild behind your back,” Ji Shen said mercilessly, grinding what was left of Qin You’s dignity beneath his heel in front of everyone. “He’s engaged to Miss Xia, yet can’t keep his hands to himself outside. With this kind of character, you really think he’s qualified to be in charge of the company? I certainly don’t believe it.”

Right then and there, Madam Qin slapped Qin You hard across the face.

“You unfilial child! How many times have I told you how important our marriage alliance with the Xia family is for the Qin family? I’ve always asked you to treat Anran better. It would be one thing if you just weren’t attentive enough, but to go out and behave like this! If the Xia family finds out, it won’t just be you who’s finished—our entire Qin family will be ruined!”

What Madam Qin valued most was the engagement with the Xia family. Over the years, the Qin family had slipped into decline; only by marrying into the Xia family could they hope to rise again. They had pinned all their hopes on Qin You and this engagement, but now, at such a critical moment, this scandal had broken out. She was furious to the point of almost losing consciousness.

Mr. Qin, equally enraged, struck Qin You with another slap. Normally, they couldn’t bear to lay a hand on their precious son, but being shamed in front of so many relatives left them with no choice.

In the blink of an eye, Qin You’s cheeks bore the marks of two resounding slaps. His vision swam with stars.

“Mom, Dad, those photos… were taken before I was with Anran. I have nothing to do with those women anymore!”

“Still lying?” Ji Shen’s eyes narrowed icily. “Qin You, don’t forget what I do for a living.”

A chill ran down Qin You’s spine. That’s right—he might be able to fool the Xia family with that excuse, but there was no way he could deceive his uncle. Ji Shen worked in law enforcement; looking up his whereabouts and surveillance footage was child’s play.

Finally realizing the gravity of his mistake, Qin You knelt in remorse. “Dad, Mom, Uncle, I know I was wrong! I really was drunk that night, and that woman deliberately seduced me. That’s the only reason…”

Ji Shen let out a cold laugh. “Qin You, when a man is truly drunk, he can’t even get up, let alone anything else. Don’t use drunkenness as an excuse for your lack of self-control!”

As the saying goes, a man feigns drunkenness to the point of tears. Ji Shen, a man himself, understood all too well the inherent flaws of his own gender. In matters like this, it always takes two.

Relatives who had previously wanted to speak up for Qin You fell silent, faces dark with awkwardness, especially the elder sister-in-law who had earlier rebuked Ji Shen—her expression was now black as the bottom of a pot.

“Qin You, I used to have such high hopes for you. You’ve truly let me down,” Madam Qin cried, beating and kicking him in her anger. “It’s like I raised you for nothing! What are you going to do if the Xia family finds out about this?”

Ji Shen thought dispassionately, Too late—the Xia family saw these photos two days before you did.

Eyes reddened, Qin You stammered, “Dad, Mom, the Xia family… they already know. But they forgave me—as long as I don’t make the same mistake again. It was Anran who pleaded for me… she couldn’t bear to break things off. So the engagement with the Xia family is still on, you don’t have to worry!”

With this explanation, Madam Qin finally calmed down, but Mr. Qin still stormed off to find a cane, declaring he would enforce the family rules. He muttered that the Xia family’s daughter must have taken leave of her senses.

Ji Shen’s goal was accomplished. He said coolly, “Brother-in-law, with Qin You’s poor character and constant lies, he certainly deserves a harsh lesson. I’ll take my leave. And Qin You, let me give you one last piece of advice—if you want to manage the group, learn first to be a decent human being. There are people you simply shouldn’t touch.”

Those final words carried a distinct chill, and Qin You shuddered. A terrifying suspicion flashed through his mind, but he shook it off a few seconds later. No—his uncle would never get involved with Wen Shuang, nor would he stand up for her! After all, he was Ji Shen’s own nephew; his uncle would never betray him.

Once Ji Shen departed, the other relatives, each with their own embarrassment, quickly made their exits as well. The Qin family’s banquet had ended in utter disgrace.

Mr. Qin brandished a cane and gave Qin You a beating that left him wailing and begging for mercy. At last, Madam Qin’s heart softened and she tried to intervene. “Enough! He knows he was wrong—what if you break something with that heavy stick?”

“He’s only like this because we’ve spoiled him rotten all these years. Don’t stop me—I have to teach this brat a lesson tonight! The wedding’s almost here, and he still dares to mess around. Qin You, has your brain been eaten by a dog?”

And so, at the age of twenty-four, Qin You received the most brutal beating of his life.

………

Wen Shuang waited for the man to return in the living room, nearly dozing off as the hours dragged on. The moment she heard the sound of the fingerprint lock, she sprang to her feet.

Ji Shen hadn’t expected her to still be awake at this hour. “You’re not sleepy?”

“Not very,” Wen Shuang replied, taking his coat from him. “Are you hungry? I can make you a late-night snack.”

Despite the so-called family dinner at the Qin house, Ji Shen had barely taken a bite—he’d spent the rest of the evening watching Qin You receive a dual beating from his parents.

“I’d love to taste your cooking, Teacher Wen.”

Wen Shuang quickly brought out a steaming bowl of little wontons. The first bite was warm and savory—a flavor reminiscent of home, something he hadn’t tasted in years.

After finishing the bowl, Ji Shen sighed with satisfaction. “If you opened a restaurant, Teacher Wen, I imagine business would be booming.”

“Would Officer Ji invest?”

“I’d want to be the majority shareholder,” he replied, playfully tapping her nose.

Noticing how cheerful he seemed tonight, Wen Shuang teased, “Why are you in such a good mood? Did you see some beauty by the roadside?”

“With a top-tier beauty at home, why would I look for wildflowers elsewhere?” Ji Shen smiled, then recounted the evening’s events for her.

When she heard the story, Wen Shuang’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Qin You was beaten by his parents?”

“Feeling sorry for him?” Ji Shen raised an eyebrow.

“No! It’s so satisfying!” Wen Shuang exclaimed with genuine delight. “Officer Ji, you should have recorded a video—I’ve long dreamed of seeing Qin You get a good thrashing!”

She was clearly thrilled.

Ji Shen couldn’t help but laugh. “Seems you really detest him.”

“I wish I could beat him up myself!” Wen Shuang clenched her fists, her beautiful face puffed up with righteous anger. “I’d love to slap that disgusting face of his a few times!”

After saying this, she glanced at Ji Shen a bit uncertainly, fists still balled.

He smiled. “What are you worried about? I arranged for him to be beaten by his own parents; how could I possibly mind if you curse him a little?”

Overjoyed, Wen Shuang darted forward and planted a big kiss on Ji Shen’s cheek.

“Officer Ji, you’re absolutely wonderful!”