Caught in an Affair at Home, I Made the Scumbag Pay with His Life

1V2? A little white rabbit turns into a powerful woman VS her scheming, cold and alluring, devoted ex-husband and a cunning, roguish playboy 【A love born of hatred, a groveling ex, dark scheming, obsessive devotion】 Xi Tong was the invisible one in the Jiang family, growing up in the back courtyard, coldly neglected. Her older sister, Jiang Xitang, was doted on by their parents and treated like a princess. Xi Tong didn't care. She married young, and her husband, Ye Tengzhou, loved her dearly. Her sister was the most sought-after socialite in the capital, surrounded by servants and bodyguards. Xi Tong didn't mind. She ate the meals Ye Tengzhou cooked and ironed his shirts. Every little thing made her happy. Her sister mocked her for being unfashionable and dull. Xi Tong only smiled, never arguing back. As an illegitimate daughter, being allowed to bear the Jiang name and grow up in the Jiang family was already a gift. Then, on the day she learned she was pregnant, Xi Tong clutched her prenatal checkup results and ran home, thrilled. In the study. “Tengzhou, I missed you.” “Four years together and two years married. Don't tell me you've fallen for that dull girl?” Her sister, Jiang Xitang, settled into Ye Tengzhou's lap with practiced ease. Ye Tengzhou seemed like a different person, his voice suggestive and carefree. “Of course not. I only listen to you.” “Dating Jiang Xitong, marrying her, joining the Jiang Group, even handing her over to another man: I did all of it for you.” They embraced and flirted, cruelly discussing how to make sure Xi Tong died without a trace. At last, Xi Tong's little world came crashing down. - Months later, when they met again, the Jiang family had been turned upside down. In the top-floor office of the group headquarters, Ye Tengzhou stood in a wretched state, his eyes bloodshot from the torment of longing. “Xixi, you finally agreed to see me.” Xi Tong sat high in her chair and gently pushed away the man clinging to her with the tip of her shoe. Expressionless, she said, “Mr. Ye, you should call me... Chairwoman!”