After the divorce, the aloof female CEO was filled with regret.

I looked in the direction of the sound and saw my uncle leaning against the hospital bed. Although he was wearing a loose hospital gown and his stubble was unkempt, his imposing presence was undiminished. His gaze was sharp and fixed on Jiang Yichen, and his aura was so powerful that no one dared to look him in the eye.

I was startled. I had never seen my uncle so dignified. He used to be taciturn and gave people a melancholy feeling.

When Jiang Yichen saw his uncle, he was also shocked, with obvious fear in his eyes. He stared at me with wide eyes and roared angrily.

"Ye Qiu, you bastard, so you weren't a caregiver after all? You're really something, not even sparing men this old? Now you're not even picky about gender? You're so desperate for money!"

"My sister is still alive and well, and you're in such a hurry to cheat on her? Do you even respect the Jiang family? You wait, I'm going back to tell my mother right now!"

After saying that, he pointed at me sharply and then left in a hurry.

I watched his retreating figure coldly. That kid has a foul mouth. If he hadn't run away so quickly, I would have slapped him twice.

I turned around and saw that my uncle's face was red with anger. I quickly comforted him, "Uncle, don't lower yourself to that kind of person's level. It's not worth getting angry. If you get sick from being angry, I'll be very upset. Don't be angry."

The uncle glared and bristled, "Who is that kid? How dare he be so ill-mannered, bullying you like this? Is this how your father-in-law's family treats you?"

I forced a smile. "No, it's just a verbal argument. It won't hurt me. Please don't take it to heart."

I poured him a glass of water, hoping to calm him down, but he stared into my eyes with a serious expression.

"Is it because the man surnamed Jiang didn't help you and let you be bullied that you want a divorce?"

Yesterday he was affectionately calling me "Little Jiang," but today he's calling me "the one surnamed Jiang." I was both amused and exasperated. I briefly explained that there had been some minor family disagreements, and my uncle just pursed his lips and didn't press the matter further.

He just looked at me and said, "Your uncle will teach them a lesson for you."

The Jiang family wasn't so easy to deal with. Besides, my uncle had been kicked out by my grandfather, and he was penniless. I didn't take it too seriously. After saying goodbye to my uncle, I took a taxi to Jiang Yuwei's company.

After all, the most important thing is getting a divorce.

When I returned to the company, I found that even the receptionist had been replaced.

The new receptionist greeted me with a beaming smile and was extremely respectful.

"You've arrived. Please wait a moment, I'll call Secretary Li right away."

During this break, passing employees nodded to me. I couldn't help but shake my head, thinking to myself, "This world is really harsh. Kind people are bullied, and good horses are ridden."

The attitude of the people this time was completely different from the last time I came.

Not long after, Secretary Li hurried downstairs and greeted me with a broad smile.

"Sir, you've arrived. Please follow me."

I followed him, and Secretary Li said as we walked, "President Jiang is still in a meeting. I'll take you to her office to wait."

I crossed my arms and glanced at him sideways. "Secretary Li, you go ahead and do your work. I want to wander around by myself."

Secretary Li nodded. "Okay, then please feel free to do as you please."

After Secretary Li left, I started wandering around the company.

At this time, some employees had already gone to lunch, while the remaining overtime workers were gathered in the conference room.

Feeling bored, I walked to the meeting room door and secretly peeked inside.

Jiang Yuwei sat in the main seat of the conference room, her fair face expressionless, looking as cold as ice, as if everyone owed her money.

However, I must admit that no matter how bad Jiang Yuwei's personality is, her appearance and temperament are impeccable. Her intelligence and mature woman's charm are enough to make people fall for her.

It's understandable that I liked her so much in my past life. After all, who wouldn't like a rich woman who is beautiful, from a good family, and highly educated?

I waited outside for a long time, but the meeting still didn't end.

Later, I got so tired of waiting that I went to Jiang Yuwei's office, sat in her chair and waited for her. Before I knew it, I fell asleep on the desk.

In a daze, I seemed to hear footsteps, which grew closer and closer until they stopped right next to my ear.

My eyelids felt heavy, and I could barely open my eyes. Suddenly, I felt an itch on my lips, as if something had gently touched me, which made me very uncomfortable.

I struggled to open my eyes and saw Jiang Yuwei standing in front of me.

I sat up abruptly, my eyes still adjusting to the light, and couldn't quite see the expression on her face.

"Jiang Yuwei, are you done with your meeting?" I rubbed my eyes, my voice slightly hoarse from just waking up.

Jiang Yuwei responded softly, a faint bite mark still visible on her lips, and glanced at me sideways.

"Are you here to apologize?" she asked.

My brows were furrowed, and my expression was worse than if I had swallowed a fly.

"Why should I apologize? I didn't do anything wrong," I retorted.

We did have a big fight yesterday, and it was quite ugly, but why would she think I came to apologize? If anyone should apologize, it should be her apologizing to me.

Jiang Yuwei gave a cold snort, turned around and sat back in her office chair, and began to flip through the documents.

"If you're not here to apologize, then what do you want from me?" she asked, her tone tinged with impatience.

I gazed at her near-perfect profile. "Of course, I'm here to discuss the divorce. Jiang Yuwei, I'm giving you one last chance. If you initiate the divorce now, I only want a two million yuan settlement. Otherwise, you'll have to pay me at least ten times that amount later."

Jiang Yuwei seemed unmoved. She didn't even lift her eyelids, still focused on the documents in her hands, and said calmly, "I told you yesterday that I wouldn't divorce you."

I bit my lip, looking at her stubborn expression, and decided to use my trump card.

"Chen Yiran's flight is at 10 PM tonight, and it's already 7 PM. He's about to leave for the airport. He's going abroad tonight. You should go see him off, right?" I said casually, observing her reaction.

Just as I expected, Jiang Yuwei suddenly stopped what she was doing, which showed that she was indeed affected by Chen Yiran's departure.

But she never looked up at me, making it impossible for me to guess her feelings at that moment.

I looked directly at her. "I arranged for someone to take Chen Yiran to the airport. If you want to see him and see him off in person, then sign the divorce papers. I'm not asking for much, just a small settlement. After deducting the 500,000 for the hospital, you can give me another 1.5 million."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuwei finally closed the document in her hand, looked up at me, but her expression was surprisingly calm, without the slightest hint of worry for Chen Yiran.

A faint smile appeared on her sculpted face, and her voice was low and calm.

“My husband is so thoughtful; he even arranged for me to go abroad. Actually, whether I see him or not, or whether I see him off or not, is not important to me, as long as he can go abroad smoothly.”

I looked at her in surprise, my hand resting on her desk. "Jiang Yuwei, did you not hear me clearly? I said Chen Yiran is under my control now, he's about to go abroad, don't you want to see him off at all?"

This is completely out of character for her. Wasn't she always deeply in love with Chen Yiran? Before, she would get all nervous whenever I mentioned Chen Yiran's name, but now that he's leaving, she's so calm? She didn't even want to see him off at the airport. What's wrong with Jiang Yuwei?

“He’s just gone abroad, it’s not like he’s never coming back, there’s no need to be so dramatic.” Jiang Yuwei glanced at me unhappily, her tone calm. “I care more about yourself than Chen Yiran. I’ve already paid off the 500,000 yuan you owed Gu Mengmeng.”

Of course I know, but why is she emphasizing this?

"Ye Qiu, you owe me 500,000 now. Don't forget to pay it back, and... you'll have to add interest—"