100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

"You mean Duan Xiangheng hasn't gone yet?"

Meng Tingwan asked the question while glancing at the time.

It's already 3:40 PM.

The two had agreed to meet at 2 PM, and an hour and forty minutes had passed, but Duan Xiangheng still hadn't shown up.

Tang Qian over there was furious!

I called Duan Xiangheng, but his secretary answered and said that President Duan was still in a meeting.

Meeting time!

What a load of crap!

Tang Qian retorted directly, "Tell Duan Xiangheng that if he doesn't show up within ten minutes, I don't mind bringing my lawyer to Duan's Group to find him."

Since he doesn't want a dignified ending, let's just make things bigger.

Anyway, I, Tang Qian, am not afraid of losing face. Let's see if the Duan family can be shameless too!

"If Duan Xiangheng doesn't come in three minutes, I'll go to the company to find him. Anyway, I'm definitely getting a divorce today!" Tang Qian said angrily.

Meng Tingwan could feel her anger even through the phone.

"Don't be angry. It's not worth ruining your health over a man like that. I'm free right now, let's go together."

"No! Your foot isn't healed yet, and there are so many media outlets watching your every move. Just stay home and rest. I've already booked a flight for six o'clock. I'll go back to Country A as soon as I've finished the formalities."

Tang Qian dared not let her come.

It's fine that the media captured the two of them together at Duan's place; the real concern is that some people might capture things they shouldn't.

That would have a significant impact on Meng Tingwan.

Hearing her say that, Meng Tingwan didn't insist anymore.

Just then, Tang Qian spoke up again, "Wanwan, he's here. I need to take care of some business first, and I'll contact you later."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Tingwan tossed her phone aside and looked down at her feet.

The white bandages were an eyesore. After looking at them for a while, she gradually became irritated, her eyes filled with an uncontrollable gloom.

"Sister Yan, where are the scissors at home?"

Sister Yan, who was carrying fruit, happened to hear this.

She was sent by Cheng Yu to take care of Meng Tingwan, and she knew her personality and temperament.

Cheng Yu had instructed that no sharp objects should be placed in the house.

So things like fruit knives and scissors are kept in her bedroom.

"Miss Meng, what do you need the scissors for?"

Meng Tingwan looked up at her, her face beaming with a bright and charming smile, the irritation in her eyes suppressed. "Nothing, I just want to take it apart."

But Sister Yan didn't think she was smiling.

Because in that smile, it seems as if a furious lion could leap out at any moment.

Somewhat creepy!

But Sister Yan had been taking care of her for five years, so she knew what to do in this situation.

So I followed her hand and saw what she was about to dismantle.

"Miss Meng, your foot isn't healed yet, so this can't be removed. We have to ask the doctor first. I just cut some fruit, would you like to have some?" Sister Yan put the fruit plate on the coffee table, squatted down, and used a fork to fork a piece of pineapple for her.

Both his actions and tone of voice were exactly like those of someone coaxing a child.

Meng Tingwan loves pineapple, so she always keeps some in her apartment all year round.

Moreover, this method was taught to me by Cheng Yu, who said that at this time, I must use something she likes to distract her.

Perhaps it was Sister Yan's gentle tone that had an effect, because the smile on Meng Tingwan's face gradually disappeared, and she became calm.

Then he took the fork from her and started eating in small bites.

Sister Yan slowly got up and watched her quietly eat fruit, feeling extremely sorry for her.

It's unclear when Miss Meng will recover from this illness.

If Diudiu had been home today, Miss Meng wouldn't have suddenly developed this emotion.

Sister Yan sighed, didn't bother her anymore, and went to busy herself with other things.

*

Civil Affairs Bureau.

Tang Qian and Duan Xiangheng sat facing each other, the atmosphere between them tense.

Finally, Duan Xiangheng spoke first, "Tang Qian, do you really have to do this?"

"What do you mean I have to do it this way?" Tang Qian sneered. "I told you two points, and you dragged it out until 3:50 before you came. Are you that busy?"

"Also, you're not the only one in the world who's busy. I'm busy too. If I hadn't said that today, would you not have come?"

Tang Qian's face was devoid of any smile, her fox-like eyes glaring angrily at the man opposite her.

She was dressed entirely in black today, except for a white top underneath her coat. Her hair was casually tied into a low bun, giving her a relaxed and carefree look.

Tang Qian is a seductive beauty; when she smiles, any style looks exceptionally charming on her.

When he's not smiling, he exudes a strong sense of pressure.

Duan Xiangheng sat there, speechless in the face of her questioning.

Actually, he didn't know what was going on; he just wanted to escape.

As for the reason, it seems hard to say.

Just as Duan Xiangheng was about to tell her to give him two more days, his secretary standing behind him suddenly spoke up.

“Ms. Tang, Mr. Duan did have a very important meeting to attend today, which is why he was delayed. There’s really no need for you to be so aggressive.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Qian looked up at her, her eyes even colder. "Shut up! Do you even have the right to speak here?"

The secretary was startled and hesitated, unable to utter a single word.

Duan Xiangheng frowned and turned his head slightly to the back. "Get out."

"Mr. Duan." The secretary was very aggrieved, not expecting Duan Xiangheng to say that, but still obediently went out.

After she left, the man said to Tang Qian, "Anna is right. I did have a very important meeting coming up right after it was over."

"No need for so much explanation. I don't care whether your meeting is important or not. Just get the paperwork done quickly." Tang Qian looked indifferent and reached behind her. "Attorney Zheng, bring me the documents."

A man in a suit behind him immediately and respectfully handed over the file folder.

Tang Qian took it and slammed it on the table in front of Duan Xiangheng. "This is the settlement of our assets. I've had everything sorted out. Except for the land in the north of the city, which was my dowry and I won't take it back or divide it, I've looked at all the other properties. We didn't negotiate much, so there's no marital property. Therefore, I'm leaving with nothing. If there are no problems, let's sign."

Duan Xiangheng was surprised that she had managed to get everything sorted out in the past few days. It seemed that he would have to get a divorce today.

He opened the documents on the table and flipped through them page by page.

But in his heart he was thinking: In the past two years, he really had no interaction with her at all, and even their shared property was pitifully small.

Tang Qian leaned back, idly playing with her phone.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Tang Qian frowned, glanced at the screen, and answered the call anyway.

"what happened?"