The mont the door closed, Yan Qing, who was walking over, heard everything clearly.
He instinctively wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. No one in the whole wide world would dare call Si Yuhuan a high-class tart! Jian Xi truly was one of a kind!
He swallowed hard and respectfully said, "Boss, I’ve just reported back to the Old Master that tonight you’ll be staying at the Jian Family ho with Madam. Only then did he let the matter rest. It’s clear that since coming out of the nursing ho this ti, he won’t relent until he sees his great-grandson."
Si Yuhuan had a headache. If it weren’t for Grandfather, why would he have endured this again and again, stuck in the hospital all day?
"Find a caregiver. Watch her tonight. Just make sure nothing happens to her."
He’d lost all interest in staying here any longer. Jian Xi had clearly irritated him. As he reached the door, Si Yuhuan took a deep breath and instructed, "I rember our subsidiary invested in a niche clothing design brand called Yaowang, right?"
As Si Yuhuan’s personal secretary, Yan Qing naturally knew the company’s assets like the back of his hand. "Yes, we acquired it three years ago, and its brand value is steadily increasing. Are you planning to...?"
"Give it to her."
Her? Who? Jian Xi? Madam? Yan Qing was astonished. Had the boss had a change of heart? In the past, even if his wife threatened to kill herself, he hadn’t budged an inch. And now he was actually being swayed by soone?
A young nurse hurried out. "Director Si, Director Si! Your wife said her phone is broken. She wants you to buy her a new one and bring it over."
Such a handso CEO for a husband would make anyone swoon. The young nurse shyly stared at him.
Si Yuhuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Yan Qing... go buy it!"
She was going to be the death of him tonight. For a sick person, she has so much energy. It seems if I don’t give her more work to tire her out, my ’conscience won’t be clear’!
「The next morning」
As Jian Xi was fiddling with her brand-new phone, customizing useful apps and widgets, Wan Yu burst in.
"Xixi! Are you okay? Let see! You didn’t knock that clever brain of yours silly, did you?" She enveloped Jian Xi in a bear hug, nearly suffocating her.
"Yu Yu—" Jian Xi helplessly pushed her away. "I’m fine, lively as ever. But another tight hug from you, and I might actually suffocate."
Wan Yu chuckled. "Look at the good news your sister has brought you!"
She pulled out a magazine. Si Yuhuan had actually given her the fashion brand Yaowang. The news report stated clearly that the richest man had gifted his beloved wife a brand worth tens of billions. Their deep marital affection was described in terms so saccharine it was "too cringeworthy to behold."
Just then, Yan Qing pushed the door open and entered. "Madam, please sign this docunt. Afterward, Yaowang will be yours."
Wan Yu’s eyes sparkled with excitent.
Jian Xi, still in a daze, signed the docunts and handed them to Yan Qing. There were two copies, and Jian Xi examined them carefully. Si Yuhuan was genuinely handing over Yaowang for her to manage.
"Wow! Did you two actually sleep together?" Wan Yu’s gossip-loving soul was burning brightly.
Jian Xi shot her a look. "He wasn’t this generous even when we *did* sleep together."
He must feel guilty, or perhaps it’s a show for Grandfather. A capitalist would never make a losing deal. She didn’t dwell on it further and began to pack, preparing for her discharge from the hospital.
Rumor had it that just as her fourth brother was about to head ho yesterday, he received an urgent call and had to rush to the neighboring city for an overnight surgery. Jian Xi received a series of apologetic and concerned ssages, which made her feel warm inside. It feels so good to be loved and pampered by my brothers.
Wan Yu drove while Jian Xi sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with her phone. Her old one had broken, so she had a lot to reset. She also had ssages from Chu Xiao, Zhou Yan, and others.
She casually tapped open Chu Xiao’s ssage.
Chu Xiao: [I’ve started taking over the family business.]
Jian Xi fell silent.
Zhou Yan: [Sis, thanks to you at the fashion show, I managed to gain four hundred thousand fans in a single day!]
Wow! Gaining four hundred thousand fans in a day, that’s amazing! Jian Xi sent him a thumbs-up emoji.
Wan Yu glanced at her, noticing her love-struck smile. "Hey, who have you hooked up with now? Lately, quite a few people have been subtly asking about you. As your sister, I just want to say, after leaving Si Yuhuan, you’re too hot! If this keeps up, forget being a lawyer, you should just debut as a celebrity!"
SCREECH—
An elderly man suddenly darted into the road. Thankfully, Wan Yu had quick reflexes and slamd on the brakes. Jian Xi, tragically, bumped her head again.
"Are you okay?" Wan Yu anxiously hurried to check on her.
Behind them, car horns blared impatiently.
"I’m fine. Let’s go." Jian Xi rubbed the other side of her forehead. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jiang Qing at the hospital entrance.
"Wait a second." She grabbed Wan Yu’s arm.
Driven by curiosity, Wan Yu, the queen of gossip, imdiately made a U-turn and headed back towards the hospital.
"Yu Yu, maybe we shouldn’t," Jian Xi said, a bad feeling washing over her.
In my previous life, as I was living on borrowed ti, Jiang Qing got pregnant. I was so angry I nearly coughed up blood, heartbroken and despairing, and I even considered jumping off a building.
But Wan Yu was too quick; they were already inside the hospital. The receptionist pointed them towards the obstetrics and gynecology departnt.
PHEW! Jian Xi felt her good mood evaporate.
Just yesterday, I even asked Si Yuhuan if they hadn’t slept together. It seems I was utterly foolish. From that point in ti, they had already been intimate. Disgusting.
I swear, if I ever see Si Yuhuan getting lecherous ideas in the future, I’ll just rember today. It’s enough to make puke up last night’s dinner!
Everyone has a strong curiosity about their love rivals, and Jian Xi was no exception. Seeing Wan Yu go in, she hesitantly followed.
Wan Yu was a social butterfly, able to quickly make friends anywhere. Jian Xi overheard a young nurse whisper, "This beautiful woman has been undergoing uterine conditioning. She has difficulty conceiving naturally, so our attending physician suggested IVF!"
So, was the child in my previous life conceived through IVF? A torrent of emotions churned within Jian Xi.
"Still looking?" Wan Yu suddenly appeared beside her. "That woman is really shaless, using every trick in the book to snatch Si Yuhuan. I say, before you divorce him, have a son and grab a bigger piece of the family fortune. Otherwise, it feels like that little vixen is getting off too easy!"
"In his dreams," Jian Xi retorted without a second thought. Used goods? I’m not interested.
Jiang Qing was discussing sothing with the doctor, looking very anxious. Jian Xi raised an eyebrow. "Do you have any doctor friends?"
"What? Got an idea?" Wan Yu’s eyes lit up.
Jian Xi winked mischievously. "She wants to get pregnant, so of course, she has to suffer a bit. It would be best to get so... ’potent’ dicine, and ensure Si Yuhuan takes so too. That way, I can gather evidence of his infidelity and make an even bigger profit."
"Brilliant!" Wan Yu exclaid in admiration.
She was now completely convinced that Jian Xi was dead set on divorcing Si Yuhuan. When a woman starts planning for her own sake, it’s a sign she’s finally co to her senses!
Soon, Wan Yu had made arrangents with her friend. Jian Xi received a ssage: dication suitable for both n and won had been prescribed to Jiang Qing.
"Xixi, do you think Si Yuhuan will take it?"
Jian Xi had just returned to the old mansion. As she stepped into the foyer, she saw Si Yuhuan sitting on the living room sofa, chatting and laughing with Grandfather.
"He wouldn’t dare not to!"
With that, she hung up and walked inside.
I’ve made my big move. Now let’s see how Jiang Qing handles it.
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