Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

Jiang Ciyou never thought that her life would fall into such a desperate situation again. Once, the betrayal on the wedding night was like an unhealable scar, which made her struggle in pain and anger for a long time. With the company of Lu Jingchen, she finally found a ray of hope and saw the hope of life getting back on track. However, she did not expect that her husband's revenge would be like a turbulent undercurrent, dragging her into the abyss of darkness again.

The atmosphere in the company was so oppressive that it was suffocating. The employees were whispering to each other, their eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness. As soon as Jiang Ciyou stepped into the office, his assistant came up to him in a hurry, his face pale and his voice trembling, reporting: "Boss Jiang, several partners suddenly asked to suspend the project, saying... they heard that our company had a big financial problem and were worried that the subsequent payments could not be settled. In addition, the marketing department reported that the sales of our products have dropped sharply in the past few days. Competitors are lowering prices like crazy, and all customers have been snatched away."

Jiang Ciyou's heart suddenly sank, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She forced herself to remain calm and walked quickly towards the meeting room. Along the way, the employees looked at her with doubts or concerns, as if she was feeling a thorn in her back. In the meeting room, the senior executives were arguing fiercely. The financial director was sweating profusely, and the report in his hand was crumpled: "Boss Jiang, the capital chain is about to break. For some reason, the investors suddenly withdrew their capital from several investments that we had agreed on before. The working capital on the books can't last this month. If we don't find a solution, the company will really face suspension of work and production."

The marketing manager also looked depressed: "The competitor's low-price strategy is too ruthless. We can't reduce the cost of our products and we can't compete at all. In addition, those rumors have spread like wildfire, and customers' trust in our brand has been greatly reduced. Now our phone is flooded with returns and complaints."

Jiang Ciyou bit her lower lip, her fingers unconsciously clenched, and her joints turned white. She tried to calm herself down and try to make sense of this mess, but every problem was like a huge stone, which made her breathless. "Don't panic, let's think of a solution together. The finance department will recalculate the costs and see which expenses can be temporarily reduced; the marketing department will work hard to formulate a response strategy, reshape the brand image, and highlight our advantages..." Her voice trembled slightly, but she still revealed a stubbornness.

However, despite this, everyone knows that these are only stopgap measures that do not address the root cause. The company is facing a double attack from internal and external troubles, and it is not easy to turn things around in a short period of time.

Walking out of the conference room, Jiang Ciyou felt her legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Before she could recover, her cell phone rang urgently. It was her best friend calling. "Ciyou, what are those rumors about you on the Internet? Some people say that you support a gigolo and do business by shady means. Of course I don't believe it, but this is too outrageous. Are you okay?" The best friend's voice was full of concern and anxiety.

Jiang Ciyou felt her eyes getting hot and her throat seemed to be blocked. After a long while, she spoke with difficulty: "I'm fine, don't worry, these are all malicious slanders, I will handle it." After hanging up the phone, she took a deep breath, opened social media, and the overwhelming negative comments instantly came into her eyes.

"This woman looks quite decent, but I didn't expect she is so messy behind her back. She deserves to be dumped by her husband."

"How good can the products of a company run by such people be? I won't buy from them anymore."

Comments after comments pierced her like poisonous arrows. Jiang Ciyou's hands trembled slightly, and her heart tightened. She tried to turn off her phone to escape this cruel reality, but those vicious words seemed to take root in her mind and kept echoing.

The situation was equally bad on the street. The shop owners she used to know looked at her with strange eyes; passers-by would whisper behind her back, occasionally saying things like "It's her" or "I can't tell", which made her feel uneasy. Every step she took was like walking on a knife's edge. She had never felt so clearly what "people's words are scary".

After returning home, Jiang Ciyou collapsed on the sofa exhausted. The once warm home was now filled with a sad atmosphere. She looked around and saw a photo of her and Lu Jingchen hanging on the wall. In the photo, the two of them were smiling brightly and were full of happiness, but now, this happiness seemed to be covered by a thick haze.

She recalled the night she spent alone in her new home, her expectations turned into despair; she also recalled the moments she had known Lu Jingchen, those good times were her motivation to move forward in the darkness. But now, all of this was shattered by her husband's revenge, she didn't know how long she could hold on, and where she would go in the future.

Outside the window, night fell and the city lights were bright, but Jiang Ciyou felt that she was in the endless darkness, lonely, helpless and confused. She hugged her arms tightly, trying to give herself some warmth, but tears burst out uncontrollably. In the silent room, the low sobs seemed to be her silent accusation of this cruel fate.

In this predicament, Jiang Ciyou's mind kept flashing back to Lu Jingchen's image. She remembered his gentle eyes, doting smile, and the warm hugs he gave her when she was most vulnerable. But at this moment, a complex emotion surged in her heart, including longing for and dependence on him, as well as deep self-blame and guilt. She felt that she had implicated him, and if she had not been with him in the first place, perhaps none of this would have happened.

Jiang Ciyou was immersed in painful thoughts and did not sleep all night. The sky outside the window gradually turned pale, and a new day came, but she could not see the dawn of hope. She knew that she had to cheer up for the company, for the employees who trusted her, and for her and Lu Jingchen's future, but how easy was it? Every problem was like an insurmountable mountain, lying in front of her, waiting for her to climb and conquer.

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains onto her face. Jiang Ciyou slowly opened her red and swollen eyes, revealing a hint of determination. She couldn't be defeated like this. Even if the road ahead was full of thorns, she had to fight her way out. After a simple wash, she fixed her makeup in front of the mirror, trying to cover up the haggardness of a sleepless night. Looking at herself in the mirror, who looked a little tired but still stubborn, Jiang Ciyou took a deep breath, stepped out of the house, and prepared to face the challenges of a new day.

The company was still gloomy. Employees' morale was low and work efficiency was greatly reduced. Jiang Ciyou forced herself to cheer up and shuttled between departments, calming the employees and discussing solutions with them. She knew that she was the backbone of the company at the moment and she couldn't collapse. Once she fell, the company would really be finished.

However, the cruel reality hit her confidence again and again. The bank rejected her loan application on the grounds that the company's reputation was damaged; suppliers also came to her door to demand payment, with a tough attitude, not giving her any chance to breathe. Jiang Ciyou felt like a soldier fighting alone on the battlefield, surrounded by enemies on all sides, but unable to find a way out.

At lunch time, she sat alone in the office, staring at a cold takeaway. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the phone. A sarcastic voice came from the receiver: "Jiang Ciyou, I didn't expect you to end up like this, did you? This is what happens when you betray me. If you are willing to break up with that pretty boy and come back to me, I might consider letting you go."

Jiang Ciyou was so angry that she was shaking all over. Her fingers were tightly gripping the phone, and her nails were almost embedded in her palms: "You're dreaming! I will never go back to a selfish person like you. Do you think you can defeat me like this? I tell you, I will make you regret it." After saying that, she hung up the phone and tears welled up in her eyes again.

She knew that her husband would not give up easily, and the war had just begun. She had to find a way out as soon as possible, otherwise she would be doomed. In this dark moment, Jiang Ciyou's only comfort was Lu Jingchen. How she wished he could be with her at this moment and give her a support, but she was afraid of involving him more deeply. The inner conflict and struggle made her miserable, and she could only wander alone in this predicament, waiting for a turnaround that might never come.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, Jiang Ciyou squinted and looked out the window. The streets were still busy with people rushing to the direction of their lives. But she seemed to be lost at the crossroads of life, not knowing where to go. But deep in her heart, there was a voice shouting: Don't give up, you must persevere. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she must hold on tightly.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the office door. Jiang Ciyou came back to her senses, took a deep breath, sorted out her emotions, and said softly, "Come in." She knew that no matter what she faced next, she must face it with the strongest attitude, because she was Jiang Ciyou, the woman who had fallen in the darkness and got up stubbornly again and again.

The door slowly opened, and a familiar figure came into view. Jiang Ciyou's eyes instantly became moist...