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

Last time I went home, I didn't have the guts to provoke them at all.

If I dared to actually make a move, Ye Zhenguo would be the first to jump up and down. I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to touch my aunt's clothes before he kicked me out the door and sent me flying far away.

But this time was different. I had Ye Zhenguo personally teach his precious illegitimate son a lesson.

As for my aunt, I gave her a "close encounter on the ground," and no one dared to utter a sound.

My aunt was on the verge of tears. Her face was swollen like a bun, and blood was still dripping from the corner of her mouth. She looked at me as if she had seen the King of Hell. It took her a long time to recover. She glanced at Ye Zhenguo with a mixture of anger and grievance, and Ye Zhenguo could only pretend not to see her.

The aunt was unwilling to accept it, tears welling up in her eyes. She glared fiercely at Ye Zhenguo, "Does that little affair with the mistress matter? I accept that he hit me; I brought it on myself. But you have to think about what's right now. The company is about to go under; we're going to go bankrupt!"

"If the company is gone, will you care about your reputation then? The most urgent thing is to find Jiang Yuwei to save us. If she steps in, our company will be saved!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenguo immediately realized what was happening and glared at me as if he wanted to devour me.

"Ye Qiu, you've hit her and vented your anger, now get Jiang Yuwei here right now!"

I shook off my aunt and saw that she had fallen quite hard. She grimaced as she got up and asked, "Why should I listen to you?"

Li Jingxiu lay prostrate on the ground, too afraid to move, his eyes filled with terror, yet he kept saying, "Ye Qiu, you're also a member of the Ye family. The Ye family is in trouble; you can't just ignore it. How can you face your uncle who raised you all these years?"

My aunt was seething with hatred, but she still glared at me through her pain: "Jingxiu is right, Ye Qiu, you are also a member of the Ye family. If the Ye family collapses, it won't do you any good."

"Jiang Yuwei has plenty of money. Helping us with this little thing is just a drop in the ocean for her. She's a daughter-in-law of the Ye family, so isn't it only right that she helps out?"

Ye Zhenguo also got angry: "Yes, call her over!"

Seeing their selfish and self-serving behavior makes me feel nauseous. My mother suffers, I suffer, and I even feel sorry for Jiang Yuwei.

She was simply married, yet she was treated like an ATM and a money tree.

"It's ridiculous. She doesn't owe you anything, so why should she help you? I'm a member of the Ye family, what have I gained? Money? Status? I have to earn my own money even for medical treatment, so why should I help you?"

My aunt seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "See? He refuses to help or contribute any money. You didn't even resolve your crisis, and you got scolded. I was even beaten. What did we gain from this?"

Ye Zhenguo was so angry that his fists clenched and his eyes blazed with fury: "Fine, if you won't save me, then we'll die together! I'll teach you a lesson today!"

He completely lost control and attacked me mercilessly. But I was no longer the submissive lamb I once was. I now held a heavy fist, especially with those recorded materials, including everything that had just happened, enough to make Grandpa Jiang, Jiang Yuwei, and the others hesitate to act rashly.

However, this time I chose to remain silent and close my eyes, without dodging or backing down, letting everything unfold as it may.

Since the truth came out, this home has been like hell to me, and I've even come to loathe the blood flowing in my veins. But undeniably, although he treated me harshly, he also raised me for eighteen years, and I'm determined to repay that kindness by not retaliating today.

From this day forward, he will never be able to hurt me in the slightest again!

However, half a minute passed, and the expected pain did not occur.

Instead, a gentle and familiar rose scent brushed against my face, and my heart felt as if a pebble had gently stirred up delicate ripples in the still waters of my heart.

At that moment, I was stunned, thinking it was Jiang Yuwei's presence, but then I immediately dismissed it. How could she appear at this moment? Our argument yesterday was still fresh in my mind. How could she forgive me so easily and lend a helping hand?

Just as I was lost in thought, a pleasant and familiar voice rang in my ears, like heavenly music.

"Mr. Ye, aren't you getting a little too angry?"

I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Jiang Yuwei, the person I thought would never appear here, actually standing in front of me, her seemingly weak but actually firm hand tightly gripping Ye Zhenguo's fist that was about to fall on me.

“Jiang Yuwei…” I whispered in disbelief, the shock in my heart beyond words. She, the one I never expected to protect me, was now standing in front of me like a guardian angel.

Everyone present was stunned, and Ye Zhenguo stammered, "President Jiang..."

Jiang Yuwei glanced at me lightly, and only after confirming that I was unharmed did she turn her gaze to Ye Zhenguo, release her hand, and put on an indifferent but undeniable stern expression.

"Mr. Ye, what wrong has my husband done to deserve such treatment?" Her voice was soft, but every word was like a needle, striking straight to the heart.

Ye Zhenguo turned pale with fright and hurriedly explained, "No, no, it's all a misunderstanding..."

"Even if there's nothing wrong, you still want to take action?" Jiang Yuwei's tone was somewhat cold, yet calm. "Wouldn't that be slapping me in the face, President Ye?"

My heart was deeply moved once again, and I couldn't understand Jiang Yuwei's intentions.

Was she protecting me, or was she upholding her own dignity?

Ye Zhenguo was sweating profusely and repeatedly denied it: "No, no, President Jiang, how could I have the guts!"

Seeing this, Aunt and Li Jingxiu quickly stood up. Aunt quickly put on a smiling face, stepped forward, and explained with a smile, "President Jiang, you misunderstood. The father and son were just joking. Don't take it seriously."

After saying that, she glared at me and complained, "Ye Qiu, you really are something. Why didn't you tell us that President Jiang was coming? You even lied to us."

"Jingxiu, hurry up and make President Jiang a cup of tea. What are you standing there for?" Auntie nudged Li Jingxiu, and the two exchanged glances, full of hints.

Li Jingxiu then came to his senses and gave Jiang Yuwei a sheepish smile. "Sister Yuwei, please sit down for a while. I'll go make some tea right away."

Jiang Yuwei calmly straightened her clothes, remaining standing beside me, her tone somewhat distant, "No need, my husband almost got beaten up, I'm not in the mood for tea right now."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned. I also looked at Jiang Yuwei in surprise, feeling a mix of emotions.

She's actually standing up for me? Is this really the Jiang Yuwei I know? Has she... taken the wrong medicine?

But there's no denying that Jiang Yuwei's aura is so powerful it's suffocating.

She was like a master negotiator, every movement and every word exuding unquestionable authority, making the atmosphere in the room heavy, and even Ye Zhenguo couldn't help but bow.

Ye Zhenguo wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, his smile more like a grimace, and hurriedly apologized to us: "I was too impulsive just now and took my anger out on Ye Qiu. I'm sorry, Ye Qiu, it was Dad's fault. I shouldn't have scolded you, let alone hit you. It won't happen again. Please forgive Dad and let President Jiang calm down too."

Looking at my dad's back, which was almost bent at a 90-degree angle, I sneered inwardly. This wasn't how he spoke to his daughter-in-law; it was clearly him trying to curry favor.

Just a moment ago he looked like he was going to eat people alive, but now he's bowing and scraping before Jiang Yuwei. It's utterly ridiculous.

I curled my lip, my eyes full of mockery. "You think you can apologize with just words? You were about to hit me just now."

Ye Zhenguo glanced at me, seemingly annoyed by my persistence, but dared not show it, and could only force a smile, "Ye Qiu, there's no such thing as a grudge between father and son. Dad has already apologized, so you..."

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. The slap was crisp and loud, shocking everyone present.