"Jian Xi, when I ask you sothing, you’d better answer . Don’t keep challenging my limits."
Si Yuhuan’s domineering attitude ignited Jian Xi’s anger.
"Then please answer first, who were you with today?"
Si Yuhuan frowned tightly. Perhaps he hadn’t expected such a tough stance from Jian Xi; his face grew colder.
"Is it because you have Grandfather’s backing that you dare to speak to so recklessly?"
"No! It’s because you don’t dare to divorce !" Jian Xi flipped over and pulled out a divorce agreent from the drawer. "Go ahead and tear it up. I have many copies."
Si Yuhuan might have thought of last night, and his expression wavered for a mont.
Jian Xi pursed her lips and tilted her chin up, her determined little face full of stubbornness. "I’ve said it before, if you dare to fool around with Jiang Qing, then I can find my own solace."
"To think of seeking solace when you are my woman! You’ve got so nerve to say that!"
Si Yuhuan was truly infuriated by her, pressing down on her.
A woman who dared to speak to him like that, Jian Xi was definitely the first!
Jian Xi was not afraid. Instead, she stared into his eyes, her own eyes reddening with grievances. "Are you going to force again?!"
Her body still hurt. Si Yuhuan’s ungentleness left her with only hatred.
The grievances and hatred flickering in her eyes hit Si Yuhuan like a heavy punch squarely in the chest. His pupils shrank as he loosened Jian Xi’s wrist.
Si Yuhuan turned his back to Jian Xi and warned, "Don’t use Grandfather to achieve your underhanded sches, otherwise I won’t be polite. You wouldn’t want the entire Jian Family to go down with you, would you?"
Jian Xi trembled with rage. "Si Yuhuan, you bastard! Do you think everyone is as despicable and shaless as you? I didn’t take advantage of Grandfather! Can’t you see that it’s because Grandfather thinks you’re acting like a complete scoundrel that he wants to help you win back?"
She just didn’t believe Grandfather hadn’t noticed her intent to divorce. Otherwise, why would Grandfather, who hadn’t been so kind to her in the previous life, suddenly start caring so much about every little detail, offering her so much care and affection? In the end, it wasn’t that he liked her much, but that he truly loved Si Yuhuan, choosing what he thought was best for him.
Si Yuhuan was moved, so the expression on his face began to crumble, ultimately settling into calmness. However, his deanor still left Jian Xi uncertain about what he was thinking at that mont.
But for Jian Xi, it no longer mattered that much.
"Si Yuhuan, either let go or give up Jiang Qing. It’s your choice."
Jian Xi, not wanting to say another word to him, turned over, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.
She needed to sleep early and rise early; she had an appointnt with Wan Yu for a facial tomorrow! She had to maintain eternal youth and beauty, and not get angry over soone insignificant, ending up losing herself like a madwoman.
Before long, Si Yuhuan actually lay down beside her.
Jian Xi’s body stiffened instantly.
Shouldn’t he have slamd the door and left? Isn’t he afraid that Jiang Qing is still angry?
The next second, he reached out and pinched the little flesh on Jian Xi’s waist. "Too skinny. All bones, not comfortable at all."
Jian Xi flew into a rage, picking up a pillow and hurling it at him. "Si Yuhuan, you lecher!"
How could soone talk about *that* kind of thing as casually as discussing the weather?
Si Yuhuan caught her pillow, placed it under his own head, and began to close his eyes.
"Quiet down. Let’s sleep."
Jian Xi opened her mouth.
"If you keep making noise, I really can’t guarantee I won’t do sothing."
Rembering the lack of restraint from the night before, Jian Xi clenched her teeth and lay down in frustration.
She promised herself she’d move out tomorrow; she didn’t want any of the benefits anymore. It was always greed that led to disaster.
「The next morning.」
To her dismay, she found herself clinging to Si Yuhuan like an octopus.
Upon waking, she wished she could crawl into a hole and hide.
The man scoffed at her mockingly and got up to change.
As he got out of bed, the lines of his well-defined back were enough to make many n feel utterly exposed and inferior—his physique was undeniably impressive.
Blinded by his allure, Jian Xi smacked her own head hard. Jian Xi, snap out of it! If you’re bewitched this early in the morning, you’ll end up miserable for life if this continues.
Only after so ntal preparation did she regain a bit of rationality. Still, when she went downstairs, she couldn’t help but explain herself, "It’s gotten cold, and I like to be warm. Your body temperature is higher."
In other words, she was nothing but his human hot water bottle.
Si Yuhuan paid her no attention and headed straight for the dining area.
Jian Xi stamped her foot in frustration.
How stupid of her—why bother with such explanations!
Speechless, Jian Xi drove straight to Wan Yu’s place.
Wan Yu had stood her up again!
"Xixi, that damn Si Yuhuan skipped our business eting for Jiang Qing! I was out entertaining all night and really drank too much. Wait for at ho; I’ll be there soon." Jian Xi figured Wan Yu was on the other end of the line, repeatedly smacking her own head, thoroughly annoyed and anxious.
Jian Xi also felt for her friend, a girl who had navigated through countless shrewd individuals to achieve what she had today. "Where are you now? I’ll co pick you up. Let’s get a body massage; you need to relax and rest properly."
"WAAAH! My Xixi is the best!"
Jian Xi drove straight to the e-comrce hub in the Cangdong District of Beijing.
Amid the burgeoning enterprises, one could witness vibrant energy and drive.
Many young people in their twenties were bustling about, pursuing their dreams.
Jian Xi could see ambition on every face.
She also subconsciously admired Wan Yu’s keen business talent at such a young age.
The limited-edition Maserati was definitely an eye-catcher; as she moved through the area, it drew much attention.
A car worth tens of millions—it was hard not to attract second glances.
Jian Xi regretted it a bit. She had just picked the most inconspicuous vehicle from the garage, thinking it would be low-key, but it was still so ostentatious. Si Yuhuan, that godforsaken capitalist!
All she could do was avoid the most crowded streets. As she turned onto the main road, Jian Xi saw Jiang Qing shooting a promotional advertisent for Yaowang. She narrowed her eyes slightly before hitting the brakes.
The new season’s proposal... She had just reviewed the one Yaowang’s promotional manager had sent. She’d been waiting for the Monday eting to discuss it with everyone and make arrangents. But to her surprise, Jiang Qing had bypassed her, the Chairman, to beco the spokesperson! Who was behind this? There was no need to guess. They claid the brand was entrusted to her, but in reality, they were playing tricks behind her back, essentially trying to pull the wool over her eyes! Did they really think she could be molded like dough?! No wonder Jiang Qing was so smug. This ti, Jian Xi was determined to clip her proud wings!
Wan Yu video-called her. "Xixi, where are you? I’m so tired of waiting."
"I’ll be there soon!" Jian Xi floored the accelerator.
Not far away, Jiang Qing noticed the limited-edition Maserati driving by. She lifted an eyebrow and asked her assistant, "Isn’t that car from Si Yuhuan’s ancestral ho?"
The assistant quickly nodded. "Yes, I’ve seen Director Si driving it."
As Jiang Qing’s assistant, she knew Si Yuhuan like the back of her hand—a necessary skill for her role.
Jiang Qing curled her red lips, touched up her makeup, and, in high spirits, directed the staff to continue with the shoot.
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