Wen Fanhai discovers Aunt Chun’s vile and despicable nature!

Wen Shuang had been holding back these words for far too long, and now, as she spilled them out like pouring beans from a jar, she felt an indescribable relief.

Aunt Chun stumbled back several steps.

Wen Fanhai took a long time to digest what he’d just heard, but when the realization dawned on him, he was utterly shocked. “So that’s how it is! You act all affectionate with me on the surface, but secretly you’ve been plotting to divorce me? You wretched woman!”

Rarely did he ever lash out at Aunt Chun like this.

This time, he was truly enraged.

Wen Yao clung to Aunt Chun, quickly defending her, “Dad, it’s not true! Don’t just listen to Sister’s side of the story. Mom really did beg so many people for your sake back then. And to make money, she even went to wash dishes—you saw how rough and weathered her hands were!”

Wen Fanhai hesitated for a few seconds.

Wen Shuang sneered, “Then go contact that dishwashing place right now. Ask them which establishment could possibly make someone’s hands look like that—what did they use for detergent, acid?”

Wen Yao faltered, unable to come up with a name.

“What’s the matter? Going to say the place went out of business? Or is your mind just going blank again?” Wen Shuang mocked.

By now, Wen Fanhai had finally understood everything.

He forcefully shook off the hands of mother and daughter. “You two have disappointed me beyond words! Not only did you let me misunderstand Shuangshuang for so long, but you went as far as to fabricate stories about her romantic life, saying she was involved with a married man in his sixties. Do you have any idea what this does to a young woman’s reputation? Truly, nothing is more poisonous than a woman’s heart!”

“No… husband… I didn’t mean to slander Shuangshuang, I was just… I misunderstood unintentionally…” Aunt Chun began to weep, her tears falling like pear blossoms in the rain. “And I never meant to give up on you, you must believe me! How could you sentence me to death over a few words from Shuangshuang?”

Ji Shen turned his teacup, a faint smile curling his lips. “Aunt Chun, if you really can’t remember which dishwashing place it was, just tell me roughly where. I’m a police officer, I can help resolve your troubles.”

Aunt Chun fell silent at once.

Wen Fanhai was utterly disappointed.

Were it not for Ji Shen’s presence, he would have filed for divorce on the spot!

Aunt Chun clutched her head, pretending to swoon.

Wen Yao immediately supported her, “Mom, what’s wrong? Please don’t scare me!”

Aunt Chun promptly collapsed into her daughter’s arms. “Yao Yao, my head… I feel so dizzy… so unwell. Your father just refuses to believe us!”

Wen Shuang gave a cold laugh. “Here we go again, playing the fainting card? After all these years, that’s the only trick you ever use. Aren’t you tired of it? Because I certainly am.”

Ji Shen took out his phone, ready to dial emergency services.

“Oh, by the way, Auntie,” he said, “there’s a new regulation now. If an ambulance comes and finds the patient’s blood pressure normal and no illness present, they might detain you for wasting medical resources.”

Aunt Chun shot up as if spring-loaded.

“Suddenly… my head doesn’t feel so dizzy after all…”

Wen Fanhai flung a pillow aside. “All you ever do is put on a show! You’re just wasting medical resources! What are you, really?”

Seeing that feigning illness and playing the victim no longer worked, Aunt Chun began trembling all over. She knew Wen Fanhai—he was furious beyond measure today!

Just then, the doorbell rang. The takeout ordered from the restaurant had arrived.

But not a single person in the house got up.

Wen Shuang looked down at the mother and daughter, both trembling incessantly, and felt a satisfaction she couldn’t quite describe. At last, it was their turn to be like stray dogs, just as she had been.

“Forget it, I don’t think I’ll be able to eat tonight. Just seeing the hypocritical, ugly faces of certain people makes me sick!”

If Wen Shuang had dared to say such things before, Wen Fanhai would have scolded her at once.

But now, having just learned the truth, his heart was filled with remorse and turmoil.

“Shuangshuang, it’s your father who has wronged you! I was too ready to believe them and treated you this way. I had no idea how much my precious daughter had suffered in silence, how hard things were for you.”

Wen Fanhai’s eyes turned red. “My little princess Shuangshuang, when did you ever endure such hardship before?”

Seeing her father’s eyes brimming with tears, Wen Shuang was moved as well.

After all, they were father and daughter—there could be no lasting resentment between them.

Once things were said, the anger faded.

“All right, Dad. I just hope you’ll trust me more in the future, and not let idle whispers sway you from your own thoughts.” Wen Shuang shot Aunt Chun a cold glance. “As for you two, if you dare slander me again, I won’t show any mercy!”

She took Ji Shen’s hand and made to leave.

Wen Fanhai hurried after them, apologizing to Ji Shen.

It was the first time a family visit had ended in such a humiliating scene.

Ji Shen smiled. “It’s nothing, Uncle. I just didn’t want Shuangshuang to suffer. She’s a wonderful girl—gentle, kind, and resilient. You truly raised an exceptional daughter.”

Wen Fanhai wept uncontrollably.

When he returned home, he roared at Aunt Chun, “Divorce!”

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Wen Shuang, affected by her father’s emotions, came downstairs with reddened eyes.

Ji Shen wrapped his arm around her waist. “You won so beautifully—why the tears?”

“Honestly, I was really angry with my dad when I came. He always does this, only listens to that pair of mother and daughter and ends up misunderstanding me. Even when I got out of prison, he believed everything they said.” Wen Shuang’s eyes reddened, “But when he ran out to apologize to me just now, I saw how much grayer his hair has gotten…”

Ji Shen understood her feelings.

He held her quietly for a long time.

It was in his embrace that she felt most at ease.

Once Wen Shuang had calmed down, she looked up at him seriously. “Shen, thank you so much for today. If you hadn’t taken the lead, those two would have been much harder to deal with.”

“There’s no need for thanks between us,” Ji Shen said with a soft smile. “But I have to say, your stepmother and stepsister are quite manipulative—always distorting right and wrong, and when the truth corners them, they start crying and playing the victim. Shuangshuang, life at home must have been hard for you.”

Wen Shuang gave a wry laugh. “Whatever it was, I’ve gotten through it.”

Truthfully, her father had been quite good to her since childhood. Even after Wen Yao was born, he always put her first. But being a man, he wasn’t always attentive, and it was easy for him to make mistakes in judgment.

Plus, Aunt Chun was a master manipulator. Sharing a bed night after night, it was hard not to be influenced.

Wen Shuang couldn’t help but feel a little wronged.

“Shen, with all these messy troubles in my family, do you ever find me a bother?”

She still had the heart of a little woman, unable to help asking.

Ji Shen had been so good to her. If not for him, she wouldn’t have been able to handle that cunning pair so swiftly today.

His answer was a lingering, meaningful kiss.

“You’re my woman. You’ll never be a bother to me.”