Only then did she vaguely remember last night, when she'd been pushed onto the bed, her entire body tense with tension. The man's voice, deep in her ear, was whispering. "Relax." Yes, Song Shi's voice was rather cold, completely different from that man's! "How, how could this happen..." Rong Jin stared at the photos on the bed, her face paler than the flashbulbs. Who was the man sleeping with her? "Ms. Rong Jin, I heard you and Mr. Song were childhood sweethearts. Why did you betray him?" "Was it for some novelty?" The reporters, completely disregarding Rong Jin's behavior, pressed her repeatedly, eager to capture sensational headlines. Their flashbulbs captured every inch of her body, every expression. "Get out! All of you!" Rong Jin screamed in despair, waving her arms to drive the reporters away. But they wouldn't leave. One reporter even asked, "Miss Rong Jin, you have so many kisses on your body. Have you been with that man for a long time?" Rong Jin, overwhelmed by these unrestrained and unscrupulous reporters, screamed and fainted. Across the street from the hotel, a black Maybach parked. The rear window slowly rolled down, revealing a man's cold and indifferent face. He looked out at Song Shi, who emerged from the hotel surrounded by a swarm of reporters, his eyes growing ever deeper. "Ah Shi... be gentle..." The woman's sweet, affectionate cries seemed to echo in his ears. He twisted his fingertips, the warmth of her touch still lingering on them. Song Shi, the Rong family's adopted son, seemed to be Shen He's CEO... Soon after, a man's calm voice echoed from the car, "Check on Song Shi." "Yes, sir." In less than an hour, headlines like "Miss Rong's Secret Meeting with a Man Behind Her Husband's Back" and "Rong Jin's Open Infidelity" appeared on various websites. The following also included several videos of the Song family catching Rong Jin in an affair, as well as leaked videos of Rong Jin in public, which caused an uproar online. Shenhe Group, owned by the Rong family, saw its stock plummet due to the misconduct of the eldest daughter, Rong Jin, and nearly collapsed. Rong Jin, with the help of her servants, returned home in disgrace. Her phone number had been leaked online, and it was practically flooded with calls and text messages, rendering it completely unusable. She borrowed a servant's phone to call the Song family, seeking an explanation. But Song Shi wouldn't answer a single call. Rong Jin soaked herself in a bathtub filled with cold water and scrubbed herself furiously. Even though she rubbed herself red, she could still vaguely smell the scent of the man she had left last night. Thinking of Song Shi's cold eyes as he left, Rong Jin felt a pang of despair. How had things turned out this way? After an unknown amount of time, her phone on the shelf rang, and Rong Jin hurriedly picked it up to answer it. "Husband..." "Come to the Civil Affairs Bureau!" Song Shi said, then hung up. Rong Jin then realized she had spent most of the night in the bathtub, her body pale and utterly pale. She stumbled out of the tub, picked out clothes from the closet, and put them on. On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, she covered her haggard and pale face with foundation. She had to explain herself to Song Shi when she saw him; she couldn't let him divorce her! When Rong Jin arrived at the Beijing Civil Affairs Bureau, she saw Song Shi standing at the door, dressed in a black suit and with a stern expression. There were no reporters around, as if he had given them advance notice. "Hubby, let me explain..." Rong Jin ran over and grabbed Song Shi's hand, her eyes slightly red. "Last night, I received a text saying you were at the Lanting Hotel with a woman. Your phone's location was also there, so I went there..." Song Shi opened his phone and showed her his itinerary from last night. His eyes were cold. "I was just dropping a guest off at the hotel last night. I left within ten minutes!" Rong Jin looked at his itinerary, swaying, and almost collapsed. Had she been set up last night?