Jiang Yuxia possessed a Future Diary that could reveal upcoming events, a tool she had used to amass a fortune.
However, she never expected the diary to tell her this today—
She would be mistaken for a gold-digging mistress by her husband’s childhood friend, who would then kick her in the stomach so hard that she would become infertile.
Fresh out of an auction, Jiang Yuxia clutched the blue-covered diary while standing in the descending elevator, repeatedly confirming the words that had just appeared on the page.
[July 20th. What rotten luck. I treated him as a benefactor, but he treated me like an idiot. I’ve somehow become his mistress and even got my stomach kicked by his childhood friend who came looking for trouble. The doctor says it’ll affect my fertility. Damn you, Wei Huaizhou! Can you stop making me a part of your twisted games?]
Wei Huaizhou was her husband.
Although they were legally married, they were effectively little more than strangers.
She had married him to repay a debt of gratitude to the Wei family, and he had married her to fulfill his grandmother’s wish.
The two had signed a prenuptial agreement: no love, no shared bed, and no interfering in each other’s lives.
During their two years of marriage, Wei Huaizhou spent most of his time abroad managing business. Jiang Yuxia rarely stayed in the house the Wei family had bought for her, fearing it would be inconvenient if Wei Huaizhou suddenly returned.
They had always maintained a relationship of mutual respect, but the entry in the diary today left Jiang Yuxia completely stunned.
She stepped out of the elevator. Outside the auction venue, a crowd of unfamiliar faces had gathered.
Seeing them, Jiang Yuxia beckoned to a nearby hostess.
“Come here, I need you to do me a favor.”
Leaving the venue, the July summer sun was so piercing she could barely keep her eyes open.
Just as Jiang Yuxia put on her sunglasses, her path was blocked by a group of people.
Someone pointed a finger at her nose and shrieked, “You filthy mistress! We finally caught you!”
Jiang Yuxia frowned and looked up. The group had unfurled a banner that actually read:
[Our thanks to the mistress Jiang Yuxia for spending my husband’s money to add a splash of green to our marriage.]
Several brawny men held microphones, shouting through Bluetooth speakers: “Everyone, come look! This woman is a mistress!”
People leaving the auction gathered around to watch the commotion, whispering and pointing.
Two girls squeezed through the crowd to stand before Jiang Yuxia. The one in the white dress looked somewhat familiar.
The Ponytail Girl, standing up for the one in white, vented her fury at Jiang Yuxia.
“You vain mistress, does it feel good spending another woman’s husband’s money?”
“We hung a banner in your neighborhood last time, thinking you’d learn your lesson. Who knew you’d be so incorrigible and continue to seduce someone else’s husband!”
“How dare you come to an auction and squander money given to you by someone else’s husband! You’re truly shameless!”
Jiang Yuxia said coldly, “I think you have the wrong person.”
The Ponytail Girl was indignant. “You’re exactly who we’re looking for! Xiaoluo, don’t be afraid. Tell her who your husband is.”
The girl in the white dress looked up, her eyes rimmed with red, looking like a startled little rabbit.
“Wei Huaizhou is my husband. We’re legally married.”
A flash of bewilderment crossed Jiang Yuxia’s dark eyes.
Presumably, this Ye Xiaoluo was the childhood friend mentioned in the diary.
But Wei Huaizhou was already registered as married to her. How could he have registered with Ye Xiaoluo as well?
Jiang Yuxia forced herself to calmly recall the past.
There was no mistake. She had personally gone to register her marriage with Wei Huaizhou two years ago. It wasn’t a dream or a fantasy.
She still had the photo they took at the Civil Affairs Bureau on her phone. she had taken it to show Grandma Wei so the old woman could rest easy.
Jiang Yuxia’s first instinct was to remain rational. “Calm down first. I need to confirm this with Wei Huaizhou. If he really did register a second marriage, I will find the best lawyer to help you sue him for bigamy.”
The brawny men behind the Ponytail Girl couldn’t listen to any more of this.
They spat in disgust, “Holy crap, I’ve never seen a woman reach such levels of shamelessness. Could President Wei really commit bigamy? He and my cousin Xiaoluo are childhood sweethearts!”
Xiaoluo…
Jiang Yuxia remembered. On the day she registered her marriage with Wei Huaizhou, someone saved as “Xiaoluo” had indeed called him repeatedly.
The onlookers quickly pulled out their phones to film the scene.
After all, the name Wei Huaizhou was famous throughout the city. He was the crown prince of the Wei Group, a massive conglomerate!
The Ponytail Girl clenched her fists in rage. “Why waste any more words on her? She’ll never admit it. A filthy mistress like her only learns her lesson after a beating!”
She swung her palm toward Jiang Yuxia’s face.
Jiang Yuxia grabbed her wrist. “You haven’t even cleared things up before coming here to curse me as a mistress. It’s not certain yet who the real one is.”
The Ponytail Girl’s eyes widened. “Are you implying our Xiaoluo is the mistress?”
Hearing this, Ye Xiaoluo trembled and began to pant heavily, her face turning red.
She looked as though she was about to faint from rage, and her friend, the Ponytail Girl, rushed to support her.
The man claiming to be her cousin grew furious. “Look how much you’ve upset my sister! I didn’t want to hit a woman, but you’ve forced my hand!”
He swung a kick at her. Jiang Yuxia was prepared and used her LV bag to block it.
A crisp crack echoed, audible to everyone.
Jiang Yuxia frowned and turned the bag over. A shower of ceramic shards spilled out.
A dark cloud settled over her beautiful face.
“I just bought this antique at auction. You’ve broken it. Can you afford the compensation?”
The group Ye Xiaoluo had brought were stunned. They looked at each other, but the Ye Family Cousin continued to bluster. “Tch, I doubt it was anything valuable. How much money could a mistress like you even have?”
Jiang Yuxia calmly leaned over and picked up the transaction slip. “Look closely. The final price was ten million—not a cent more, not a cent less. Either you pay up, or you rot in prison.”
The slip clearly listed: Tang Sancai Baoxiang Flower Pattern Jar, one-of-a-kind, national treasure grade, five-star collector’s index.
The Ye Family Cousin’s expression froze instantly. “What did you say? How much? Ten million? No… that’s impossible.”
Many people in the surrounding crowd had just come from the auction.
“Isn’t that the Tang Sancai piece shown just now? It was lost in Japan for a century before finally being bought back.”
“I heard the buyer plans to donate it to a museum. They’ve already signed the contract.”
The way the crowd looked at Jiang Yuxia changed.
If she were truly a mistress, how could she suddenly cough up ten million to buy an artifact just to donate it to the country?
Ye Xiaoluo’s friends panicked, whispering frantically among themselves.
Finally, the Ponytail Girl said furiously, “So what? Jiang Yuxia, you bought these antiques with someone else’s husband’s money anyway. How do you have the nerve to speak?”
Ye Xiaoluo, who had been on the ground, suddenly seemed to recover. She stood up, leaning on her friend’s arm.
With red eyes, she said, “You used my husband’s money for the auction. I know the law. You spent our joint marital property. I can reclaim it from you.”
Hearing this, the group regained their arrogance.
“That’s right! Pay it back! Make her spit out everything President Wei gave her!”
Just then, Jiang Yuxia’s phone rang.
It was the driver from the Wei family calling.
“Hello? Miss Jiang, the auction should be over by now. I’m nearby.”
“There are people causing trouble here. They kicked and broke the antique I bought. Come here immediately.”
Hearing that Jiang Yuxia was in trouble, the driver said he would be there in a moment and hung up.
The people Ye Xiaoluo brought were afraid Jiang Yuxia might run away.
They formed a tight circle around her, shouting insults incessantly.
“Who are you calling? Is it another one of your lovers?”
“Shameless mistress! Spending another woman’s husband’s money on antiques and then having the nerve to complain!”
Seeing the situation, the Ponytail Girl quietly retreated behind the crowd and sent a message to Ye Xiaoluo’s father.
[Uncle Ye, there’s a woman here claiming to be President Wei’s wife. She’s bullying Xiaoluo and demanding we pay for an antique. Why don’t you come over and take a look?]
She sent the location simultaneously.
Ye Xiaoluo’s father was the Ye Driver for the Wei family. Having driven for the old Chairman Wei for thirty years, his status was quite unique.
With him stepping in, even if this went to the police station, the Wei family’s influence would be enough to settle it.
That filthy mistress wanted them to pay for an antique? In her dreams!
The Ponytail Girl shot a look at the Ye Family Cousin, who immediately began pushing and shoving Jiang Yuxia along with the others.
Their language was incredibly rude and insulting; it looked like they were ready to get physical.
Security guards from the auction building ran out to maintain order and prevent a brawl from breaking out at their entrance.
Just then, a black Mercedes screeched to a halt at the curb.
The Ye Driver stepped out, his burly frame brimming with fury.
The Ponytail Girl pulled at Ye Xiaoluo. “Xiaoluo, I called your dad here. Let’s see if this mistress dares to keep pretending to be President Wei’s wife!”
The Ye Driver marched over. When he saw Ye Xiaoluo, he was exceptionally surprised.
“Xiaoluo? What are you doing here?”
His gaze shifted, sweeping over the aggressive crowd.
He looked up and saw the words on the banner, and his face suddenly turned extremely grim.
“Uncle, you’re just in time! This mistress is too shameless. Not only did she seduce President Wei, but she even called Xiaoluo the third party…”
“You piece of trash! Who are you calling a mistress!” Before the Ye Family Cousin could even finish, he was met with a heavy slap from the Ye Driver.