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

As soon as I finished speaking, the intense pain became unbearable, and my body involuntarily plummeted to the ground.

Before I lost consciousness, I saw that Jiang Yuwei's beautiful face was full of terror. She seemed to be hugging me and saying something, but I was in so much pain that my ears were ringing and I couldn't hear anything. Then everything went black and I completely lost consciousness.

I had an incredibly vivid dream.

In her dream, Jiang Yuwei was more taciturn than in reality. She was aloof but extremely patient, unlike now, when she easily became gloomy.

Our relationship was somewhat uneventful. I have a lively personality and I'm always talking—while eating, eating fruit, eating snacks, and even while watching TV.

She always listened quietly, occasionally responding with a few words.

That wasn't a perfunctory response; she understood what I was saying, and not only was she listening attentively, but she also seemed quite willing to hear me share.

Occasionally, when I watch a melodramatic drama and cry my heart out over the heroine's tragic death, complaining that the plot is too heartbreaking, she will squint her eyes, hand me a tissue, and say calmly, "The protagonist's death is fake, but it's true that crying for too long will hurt your eyes."

I held her in my arms, blew my nose with a tissue, and sobbed, "No! I'd rather watch a one-minute commercial to bring the female lead back to life. She's so beautiful, I can't bear to see her die."

Jiang Yuwei asked in a serious tone, "Between her and me, who is more beautiful?"

Without hesitation, I replied, "Of course you're prettier. You're the face of the Jiang family, absolutely gorgeous."

She remained calm, gave a soft "hmm," and said, "So what's there to cry about? This character dies, you can watch the next one. Wait until a more beautiful female lead dies, then you can cry."

I thought that made sense, so I let her go and went to find the next TV series.

At this moment, Jiang Yuwei would always wrap her arms around my waist, tilt her head back, and kiss me deeply.

Her emotions rarely fluctuate, as if her joys, sorrows, and anger are all programmed. Only when she is facing me does she have a special reaction.

She doesn't like me praising other women, doesn't like me looking at other women, and doesn't even like me ignoring her for anyone or anything. Even when watching dramas, she insists on being listed before the drama in her watchlist.

If I don't do it, she'll try to get my attention in her own way, or tell me directly that I should pay attention to her.

Jiang Yuwei is introverted and never tells anyone directly what she wants, but she always manages to achieve what she sets her mind to.

Fortunately, in the dream, we had a good relationship and rarely argued.

Most of the time, I would sit on the sofa in her study with my laptop, watching TV shows, reading books, or researching, while she would work at her desk.

When I'm in a good mood, I'll make her coffee; when I'm not, I'll just fall asleep on the sofa, and she'll call me back to the room to sleep so we can do intimate things as a couple.

Sometimes, I suffer some grievances because of my difficult mother-in-law and my troublesome biological father.

I didn't dare to directly tell her about my difficulties, yet I hoped she would notice my emotions.

I don't need her to solve my problems, I just need her to comfort me. But Jiang Yuwei is introverted and works very hard. If I don't tell her the reason, she won't ask. She will just assume that she didn't spend time with me and made me angry, so she will just give me money to appease me.

It's purely a businessman's mindset; they only care about the results and ignore the process.

As for who angered me, whether it was her or someone else, she didn't care. In her view, money could solve everything.

Sometimes I can't help but complain to her that my mother-in-law interferes too much in our lives. I have no problem serving and taking care of her, but I really dislike her urging me to have children. I hope Jiang Yuwei can help persuade her.

Jiang Yuwei wasn't good at social maneuvering; she barely said a word. She simply blocked all of my mother-in-law's contact information, bought me a new villa, and took me away from my mother-in-law.

She said, "If you don't like it, then don't do it. I'll only let you eat sweet things, not bitter ones."

I asked in shock, "But that's your mother. Are you sure this is okay? Won't you be sad?"

I don't like my mother-in-law's behavior. She likes to boss people around and is overly critical, but I never thought of forcing Jiang Yuwei to break off her relationship with her.

I was afraid that Jiang Yuwei would be in a difficult position, and I was also afraid that she would be branded as unfilial. Besides, things hadn't reached the point where we had to sever ties.

Jiang Yuwei replied casually, "No, no one can make me sad."

I asked instinctively, "What about me? If I left you, wouldn't you be sad?"

She stared at me intently and said, "It's the same. I won't be sad if you leave."

I stood there stunned for a long, long time, feeling as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on my chest, an indescribable sadness.

I suspect that Jiang Yuwei lacks emotional sensitivity, is not good at dealing with complex interpersonal relationships, and does not know how to build intimate relationships. She is emotionally detached and frighteningly rational.

Even though I am her husband, even though I feel that she likes me, even though we often have intimate interactions, and even though she cut off contact with her mother because of my feelings.

But if she wants to let go, she can discard me at any time.

This went on for a long time, until one day, a woman named Gu Mengmeng appeared in my life.

Gu Mengmeng in my dream looks exactly like the real Gu Mengmeng.

Her gaze was exceptionally gentle as she looked at me and softly called out, "Ye Qiu, I'm back."

At this point, the dream began to become chaotic, with countless images mixed together, and I couldn't see anything clearly anymore.

The only clear image is of me running barefoot and crying out of the villa during a downpour, and getting into a black car.

Not long after, a bus crashed into me head-on. In the violent impact, I, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt, was thrown out of the bus and landed heavily on the ground. At that moment, I felt like all my bones were broken, my body was cold, and blood was gushing out of me rapidly.

Just then, a large truck ran right over my body...

"It hurts! It hurts!" I cried out in pain, and sat up abruptly.

Jiang Yuwei sat down next to me. She grabbed my shoulder and asked anxiously, "Where does it hurt? Do you have a headache?"

A familiar, concerned voice reached my ears. I turned to look at Jiang Yuwei in a daze. Her dark, deep eyes were no longer indifferent as they had been in my dream, but were fixed on me with worry.

There was no excruciating pain like being run over by a car, only the warmth from her palms, and I finally woke up from the cruel dream.

My head no longer hurt, but my nose stung and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Jiang Yuwei..."

The dream was so real that I still feel lingering fear to this day.

I was terrified and couldn't help but hug her, my slender arms tightly around her neck, crying as I said, "I had a terrible nightmare. I dreamt that I died, and I died so tragically."

Jiang Yuwei stiffened, raised her arms to hug me, gently stroking my back, and asked, "What did you dream about?"

I sobbed, “I dreamt about you. I dreamt that we got married. You still had a strange temper, but you were really good to me, not bad at all. I also dreamt about Gu Mengmeng, but I can’t remember the rest. In the end, I don’t know why I ran out of the house and got hit by two cars. The cars ran over me, it hurt so much…it hurt so much!”

The woman I was holding suddenly trembled, and where I couldn't see, her beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale...