After the divorce, the CEO knelt down every night begging for remarriage.

Lin Zhi neither liked nor disliked the gift.

After she stopped prioritizing Li Tingze and constantly revolving around him, everything else became insignificant.

She smiled faintly: "I'm quite satisfied."

Li Tingze smiled and pulled her into his arms, leading her away.

He took her directly back to the villa.

The restaurant was decorated with pink balloons and pink roses.

There's also a balloon-shaped "Happy Birthday" sign right in the center.

Heart-shaped candles were placed on the dining table, and a piano was specially moved into the dining room.

The whole atmosphere was incredibly romantic.

Li Tingze let go of her hand, walked to the piano, sat down, and played a birthday song for her.

Lin Zhi stood there, watching him intently talking about love.

I only felt it was unreal, and had no other emotions.

She would never accept a sugar-coated bullet.

After she finished playing the piano piece, she smiled and clapped.

The lights in the entire living room dimmed, and the candles on the table were lit, casting a soft glow on the two of them.

The two looked at each other.

The atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous.

Li Tingze walked up to her, pulled her into his arms, and whispered warmly in her ear, "Do you like it?"

As he spoke, his lips traced a path to hers.

Lin Zhi stared at him intently, "Li Tingze, you prepared all this just to have an intimate relationship with me?"

She spoke very bluntly, instantly chilling the previously ambiguous atmosphere.

Li Tingze released her and sat down at the dining table, his expression turning somewhat indifferent.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.

He said, "Lin Zhi, do you really have to act so clueless at a time like this?"

Lin Zhi sat beside him without responding, but the smile on her face was extremely unnatural.

The maid brought the specially prepared meal to the table, and the two remained silent thereafter.

This meal, which should have been romantic, ended in silence.

After dinner, Li Tingze did not stay at home, but left without saying a word.

As Lin Zhi heard the car start, a faint, cold smile appeared on her face.

In their five years of marriage, he had never prepared any surprises for her.

It's even less likely that he's doing these things because he cares about her.

He simply couldn't accept that she, who had once loved only him, had become indifferent to him.

For the rest of the time, Lin Zhi stayed at home, watched the latest movie, drank her favorite oolong tea, and ate her favorite snacks. She had a very pleasant birthday.

She had assumed that after their unpleasant argument at noon, Li Tingze would ignore her, stay at the company, and not come back.

Unexpectedly, just as I lay down on the bed to go to sleep, the bedroom door was pushed open forcefully.

Li Tingze returned reeking of alcohol.

He strode over to the bedside, looked at Lin Zhi who was asleep with her eyes closed, and his expression instantly darkened.

I stood there for a long time before finally grabbing my clothes to take a shower.

As soon as he entered, Lin Zhi slowly opened her eyes and unconsciously looked towards the bathroom.

A sense of confusion washed over me.

Wasn't Li Tingze unhappy?

Why did you come back?

Before she could figure it out, Li Tingze had already finished showering and come out. He didn't even put on his pajamas; he simply threw off the covers, lay down on the bed, and pulled Lin Zhi into a tight embrace.

Lin Zhi was startled.

Even after showering, the smell of alcohol on him was still pungent.

It seems he drank quite a bit.

Li Tingze's hands roamed restlessly over her body, and his lips kissed her skin.

Lin Zhi could no longer pretend to be asleep.

She struggled to escape from his embrace and covered his lips as they were about to fall, saying, "You must have an upset stomach after drinking so much. I'll go make you some hangover soup."

She had barely finished speaking when he pinned her down.

Li Tingze stared at her with cold eyes, his tone icy: "Are you genuinely concerned about me making you a hangover soup, or are you trying to escape?"

Lin Zhi found it all very strange.

He and she are currently in a business relationship, and there is no romantic involvement between them.

When he says things like that, isn't he just trying to get her to admit that she still cares about him?

Of course, after the unpleasant experience at noon...

Lin Zhi still chose to say nice things to make him feel comfortable.

"Of course it comes from the bottom of my heart. If your health collapses, how can I expect Lin's dividends to make her one of the richest women in Beijing?"

Lin Zhi laughed as soon as she said those words.

Li Tingze chuckled softly, turned over and lay down beside her, letting her go downstairs to make a hangover soup.

Lin Zhi knew his temperament very well.

He felt it was impossible to let her off easily.

Just as she expected, when she brought him the hangover soup, he didn't take it; instead, he wanted her to feed him.

Halfway through feeding her, he sealed her lips with a kiss, passing the hangover soup directly into her mouth.

When she's in love, she finds such behavior romantic and intimate.

Right now, she just feels nauseous.

Her body was very honest; when he tried to feed her again, nausea surged up, forcing her to push him away abruptly and rush to the bathroom to vomit up all the nausea in her heart.

The sound of gagging reached Li Tingze's ears, causing his face to darken instantly.

He looked at her nauseous expression and said coldly, "Lin Zhi, you've really gone too far now. You even find my kiss disgusting. Do you feel pain every moment you stay by my side?"

Lin Zhi splashed water on her face, her pale complexion turning as she looked at him with a bitter smile.

Her voice was weak: "Li Tingze, you've been wanting a definite answer from me lately. Does it really matter to you whether I'm doing this willingly or reluctantly?"

Li Tingze did not answer.

He stood at the bathroom door, quietly looking into Lin Zhi's eyes.

Lin Zhi looked back at him, then remained silent.

That night, Li Tingze didn't touch her. The two lay back to back on opposite sides of the bed.

The distance between them was now insurmountable.

Early the next morning.

The production team called, informing Lin Zhi to go to the TV station to participate in the recording of the pilot episode.

Lin Zhi wanted to refuse, but Li Tingze, who had changed his clothes, said calmly, "Mrs. Li, didn't you just say last night that you wanted to be one of the richest women in Beijing? If you don't make money, how can you achieve your goal?"

Li Tingze is right, she really doesn't need to turn down money.

It's just about sharing the stage with Su Nianqing. She's Li Tingze's lawfully wedded wife. Why should he care about the women he has outside?

Lin Zhi agreed.

She changed into a reasonably stylish outfit and went downstairs to ask the driver to take her to the TV station. The driver told her that Li Tingze was still waiting for her in the car.

Lin Zhi was very surprised.

She sat in the back seat, looked at Li Tingze in his suit and tie, and smiled, "It seems that the Li Group and the TV station are not going in the same direction."

Li Tingze glanced at her.

He said casually, "I have some business to take care of over there, and it just happens to be on my way."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhi suddenly realized what was going on.

The production team informed her to record a pilot episode, and Su Nianqing will definitely be there as well.

She was Li Tingze's ideal woman.

There was no reason for Li Tingze not to accompany her and support her.