Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

Jiang Tong heard footsteps behind her.

The voice was steady yet urgent. Before she could even turn around, Yuan Gang had already made an excuse to go home after finishing the call.

The wind today is indeed not cold.

Jiang Tong watched the man walking towards her from afar. He was still wearing a suit, so he probably came directly from the company.

Jiang Tong's first reaction was, "Why has he lost weight?"

Flowers swayed on both sides, filling the air with their fragrance, which reminded Jiang Tong of their wedding day.

He kept his promise and held a grand wedding for her that shocked the entire Southern Emperor's court in the spring.

The wedding venue, which was over 2,000 square meters, was also filled with such beautiful flowers. She loved Diana roses, and everything around her was pink.

However, the two of them are now...

Just as Jiang Tong was about to speak, the man spoke up in an annoyed tone.

"Who has such poor taste as to give you such an ugly scarf?"

"Is it ugly?" Jiang Tong asked deliberately. "I think it looks pretty good."

"Take it off, it really doesn't look good, it looks like something someone in their seventies or eighties would wear."

Jiang Tong curled her lips and said, "I think it's fine as long as I like it. Just like people, whether they are handsome or ugly, rich or poor, as long as I like them, that's fine."

"You—" Li Jingchen was about to retort.

Aside from being ugly, he has all three other qualities: handsome, rich, and poor.

Jiang Tong: "So what are you here to drive?"

Li Jingchen said, "I came to see the child, not to see you."

Jiang Tong thought he would say something nice, but she was too optimistic!

"My son is asleep, you don't need to look at him."

"Isn't your son my son?"

"That won't be the case for long, I'm going to remarry."

“We’re not divorced yet.” Li Jingchen was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode, especially because of that damned silk scarf. He managed to restrain himself from roughly tearing it off.

"I am still your husband."

"I've already signed the divorce agreement as you wished, and soon you won't be my husband anymore."

Before Li Jingchen could say anything more, his phone rang.

He answered the phone, his voice low and deep, "I know, I'm going back now."

After hanging up the phone, he frowned slightly and looked at the woman in front of him.

“I don’t have time to argue with you anymore. I’ve been driving Gu Heng’s car and taking back roads to come see you. I have to go back to the company now. Even if we’re going to get a divorce, you have to wait until I get back. And you’re still my wife. You’re not allowed to see any other men.”

"Then why can you meet with other women and spend the night with them, but I can't?"

"So you believed it?" Li Jingchen retorted. "Am I that kind of person?"

"You don't believe me either?" Jiang Tong retorted. "I said I wasn't pregnant or had a miscarriage, but you still questioned me."

"When have I ever questioned it?"

Jiang Tong was speechless at his serious demeanor. Are all men like this? Do they forget what they said in the blink of an eye?

"Okay, you can go now. Go ahead and get busy."

When Li Jingchen saw that Jiang Tong's eyes were red, he couldn't bear to leave like that.

How could he not know her stubbornness and her sadness?

He turned her around, her back to him, without a second thought. His dark eyes held a hint of clarity, and his voice was gentle. "I'm sorry, it was all my fault just now."

"Don't touch me." Jiang Tong didn't want him to hug her.

“I know you’re angry with me,” Li Jingchen said meaningfully, “We’ve been through so much together, can’t you think things through properly?”

He shouldn't have come tonight, and he could have left now, leaving her to guess.

But seeing the overflowing grievances and forbearance in her eyes, he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Tong asked him, "You have time to drive over, but not enough time to make a phone call? Your son called you, but you didn't answer. Mianyang is very worried about you."

Li Jingchen's eyes were deep. "So many people are watching me now. I only have twenty minutes when I go out. How can I call you and our son? What if I'm being tapped?"

Jiang Tong recalled what Wang Ying and Pang Wenbo had said to her. At that moment, she gritted her teeth and swallowed down the many questions and bitterness in her heart.

She untied the ribbon from her neck.

"That's what I was thinking, so I specifically called you over."

Li Jingchen frowned. What did that mean? Had he gotten smarter?

Jiang Tong was too lazy to argue with him; wasn't he in a hurry to go back?

“Wang Ying came to me and told me that her father wanted to ruin you, apparently because of your new project, which affected his family’s profit chain.”

"Then it seems that their family has a grudge against Lao Song's father. I don't know the specifics. It would be best if you looked into it, or I could talk to him."

"Don't go." Li Jingchen was silent for two seconds. "I'll handle it. You stay here and don't go anywhere."

"Li Jingchen, I'm not a child."

"But our three children need you."

Li Jingchen said, "In a few days, I'll have your dad take you to Beijing. I've already made the arrangements."

That day, when Li Jingchen went to the company to find Yuan Gang, he got punched. It wasn't for nothing; there were some things Li Jingchen needed to explain to him.

"I'm really leaving."

"Let's go, be careful."

As for their flawed communication style, she doesn't want to argue with him anymore; the bigger picture is more important.

However, the Imperial View Group then faced an even greater crisis.

Song Qingyi also noticed it; it was a document issued by his father's workplace—a notice regarding the inspection of key enterprises. Among the companies listed, Dijin Group was the first to be inspected.

The media revelations have escalated significantly.

Is the current management model of Dijin Group being questioned?

The chairman not only has a chaotic private life, but I've also heard that he plans to sell off core assets.

It is suspected that the Dijin Group incurred huge debts in the United States during its early development...

These anonymous opinions are developing too fast.

The internal and external encirclement was carried out by Song Chenggong's men. Although Song Qingyi was not involved in business or politics, he could still see through some of the schemes.

The document did not explicitly state the illegal activities of Li Jingchen and the Dijing Group; all the allegations were verbal and veiled.

But Song Qingyi was all too familiar with the glint of swords beneath that kind and benevolent face!

The old man clearly said it had nothing to do with him...

But now he remains silent, while he sends his men to do his jobs.

Song Qingyi could no longer hold back. He went directly to Song Chenggong, ignoring the attempts of the office staff around him to stop him.

He barged into Song Chenggong's office—

He kept calling him by his full name.

"Song failed, that was your doing, wasn't it!?"

Song Chenggong gestured to his secretary to close the door, but Song Qingyi had already grabbed his collar.

"Why...why did you do this!"

"You brat, I don't understand what you're saying!"

"Isn't this a slow, insidious tactic?! Indirectly, it makes the surrounding companies afraid to invest, and then the Imperial View Group slowly collapses. Is that your goal?"

Song Chenggong remained silent.

And then at the very end, he said... no!