Xiang Yu's revenge
Yee Ming's hands trembled as she clutched the tablet, her knuckles white against the sleek, cold surface. The image on the screen was a dagger to her heart, each pixel a betrayal.
The man's face, with its unmistakable resemblance to Die Liang, stared back at her with smiling eyes. Her husband had broken the one rule she had set, the one boundary she had drawn in their unconventional marriage.
Her fury was a storm, brewing and churning within her, threatening to spill over. But she was no ordinary woman. She was the matriarch of the Die clan, and her responsibilities extended beyond her personal grievances.
Yee Ming took a deep breath, forcing the tempest within her to calm. She could not afford to let her emotions dictate her actions. The clan's honour was at stake, and she would not allow the Dragon Head to use this scandal as a pretext to establish his power. She had to protect Die Liang, not out of love, but out of duty to her family and their legacy.