Lin Weiwei Was a Mistress for a Year

After finishing her speech, Lin Yuhuan walked toward the laptop on the stage, where a slideshow was playing.

She lightly clicked the mouse, opened Twitter, and searched for the username "yiwei."

Lin Weiwei stood not far away, her heart pounding in fear as she watched Lin Yuhuan open Twitter.

She hurriedly turned to Lin Tianyi below the stage. "Dad, let's take Yuhuan home quickly. We can't let her keep making a scene like this!"

Lin Tianyi walked up to the stage and said in a deep voice, "Enough, Yuhuan. Whatever it is, we can discuss it at home. Even if you and An Yi want to break off the engagement because of your differences, we can talk it over properly."

"Dad, are you joking with me? An Yi ignored our engagement and cheated on me with my stepsister. He even made up such a huge lie without my knowledge. And you still want me to just accept it and pretend nothing happened?" Lin Yuhuan refused to let go of An Yi and Lin Weiwei—the scumbag and the mistress.

She clicked on the username "yiwei" and scrolled through the page. One by one, intimate selfies of Lin Weiwei and An Yi appeared on the screen.

Lin Tianyi was stunned when he saw the photos.

He couldn't believe that his stepdaughter, who had always been obedient and well-behaved in front of him, had been cheating with An Yi behind Lin Yuhuan's back.

Song Yingjun, who had been standing below the stage, had been hoping to see Lin Yuhuan fail to produce evidence.

But now, she was completely stunned.

She never imagined that her clever daughter would be so foolish as to post pictures of herself and An Yi on Twitter.

Lin Yuhuan, relying on her memory, found a photo of An Yi and Lin Weiwei kissing and embracing in a hotel bed from a year ago.

She enlarged the image on the screen and looked straight at Lin Weiwei.

"This photo was uploaded a year ago, which means you and An Yi have been together for an entire year. You two have been cheating on me this whole time, but just ten minutes ago, you had the audacity to deny it right in front of me. You really know how to act! Why didn't you win Best Actor and Actress at the Oscars this year?"

Lin Weiwei's face turned pale. She was completely cornered by Lin Yuhuan's words and could barely stand.

The guests below the stage stared at her with expressions of disdain, contempt, and even amusement.

Especially since Lin Weiwei and An Yi had denied everything so confidently just moments ago, they had left no room for doubt.

But now, they were completely exposed.

"If you don't have a real prestigious background, you'll always be lacking. Just look at what they're doing."

"Yeah, they were crying and swearing they were innocent just now. I actually thought Lin Yuhuan was making a fuss for no reason because of her spoiled temper. Tsk tsk, turns out she was right all along."

"I remember Lin Weiwei is about half a year younger than Lin Yuhuan. Since this photo was uploaded a year ago, doesn't that mean she seduced her almost-sister-in-law when she was only sixteen?"

Several wealthy ladies who had never liked Song Yingjun, who always acted all high and mighty, finally found her weakness.

They couldn't help but mock her.

An Yi's face turned pale, then green.

He never thought Lin Weiwei would be stupid enough to post their photo without him knowing.

He subconsciously looked around for his father in the crowd, but he only saw his father's figure disappearing out the banquet hall doors, clearly leaving in disappointment.

An Yi gritted his teeth.

He didn't even bother settling accounts with Lin Yuhuan.

Instead, he left in a hurry, ignoring the mocking gazes of the guests.

Lin Weiwei also wanted to leave, but she didn't dare. She wasn't like An Yi, who had the An family backing him.

At worst, An Yi would just lose his engagement with Lin Yuhuan. But what about her? She was a member of the Lin family.

Now that her affair with An Yi was exposed, how was she supposed to face Lin Tianyi?

Under Lin Yuhuan's sharp questioning, Lin Weiwei couldn't say a word.

She looked at her biological mother, Song Yingjun, as if begging for help.

Unexpectedly, the first thing Song Yingjun did after walking up to her was raise her hand and slap her, hard.

"Pa!"

The crisp sound echoed through the hall as Lin Weiwei's face snapped to the side.

She clutched her cheek and looked at Song Yingjun in disbelief. "Mom..."

"You still have the nerve to call me Mom? After doing something this shameless, how do you expect me to..." Song Yingjun gasped, her breath hitching.

Suddenly, she staggered and weakly collapsed in Lin Tianyi's direction.

Lin Tianyi had been furious, but when he saw Song Yingjun fainting, his anger turned to panic.

He rushed forward and caught her, his face full of concern.

"Yuhuan, your aunt has fainted! Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and call an ambulance!"

Lin Yuhuan looked at Song Yingjun lying in her father's arms, completely expressionless.

This stepmother of hers was so fake.

Even the way she fell into her father's arms looked so rehearsed. It was completely different from how real fainting looked.

Besides, Song Yingjun had always known about and even encouraged Lin Weiwei and An Yi's affair.

Would someone like her really faint because of Lin Weiwei's betrayal?

Clearly, Song Yingjun was just pretending to faint to gain her father's sympathy.

Otherwise, how else would Lin Weiwei escape punishment tonight?

Seeing that Lin Yuhuan wasn't making the call, Lin Tianyi's voice grew heavier. "What are you still standing there for? Call the ambulance!"

Lin Yuhuan's tone was cold. "Dad, you're worrying too much about Auntie. Her annual physical exams always come back perfect, and she's in her prime. How could she suddenly faint just because of Lin Weiwei?"

She glanced at Lin Weiwei before continuing, "Besides, Lin Weiwei has been An Yi's mistress for a whole year. Are you telling me Auntie really didn't know?"

With that, Lin Yuhuan lifted her skirt slightly and turned around to leave.

Call an ambulance for Song Yingjun?

What a joke.

The fact that she didn't kick her while she was down was already out of respect for her father.

She had more important things to do.

Lin Yuhuan walked out of the banquet hall confidently in her high heels.

Lin Tianyi was furious at his daughter's attitude, but when he thought about everything that had happened tonight, he also felt guilty.

He couldn't bring himself to scold Lin Yuhuan, so he turned to Lin Weiwei instead.

His face darkened. "Your mother fainted, and you're just standing there? Don't you know how to call an ambulance?"

"I'm sorry, Dad! I'll call the hospital right away!" Lin Weiwei stammered, quickly pulling out her phone.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuhuan took her handbag and went straight to the underground parking lot.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, she stepped out and immediately noticed a tall and slender figure in a tailored suit, Gu Beishen.

He was just getting into the backseat of a luxury car.