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

I threw back the covers to get out of bed, but Jiang Yuwei quickly pressed me back down, frowning as she said, "The doctor said that what you need most right now is to rest in bed."

She paused, her expression becoming more serious. "You promised me you wouldn't get angry."

I sneered, "Jiang Yuwei, did you suddenly go deaf? People are already calling me the villainous male supporting character, and you're still here telling me not to be angry. What, do you think I'm a pushover, someone who can be bullied and insulted at will!"

This woman seems worried about me, but who knows if it's because of Chen Yiran? Unfortunately, I've regained my memories now, and I'm not so easily fooled...

Jiang Yuwei's gaze softened a bit. "What I mean is, if you want to do something, you can have your brother-in-law do it. You don't need to do it yourself. I'd be heartbroken if you got hurt."

The words "brother-in-law" flashed through my mind before I realized she was referring to Jiang Yichen. When I looked up, I was met with Jiang Yichen's adorable, obsequious smile, as if he were waiting to be ordered around at any moment.

I instantly realized that the injury on Chen Yiran's face was probably inflicted by him. Men really are all the same.

However, since Jiang Yuwei has said so, I won't hold back.

"I think the color on his face is still a bit pale; it needs to be increased by at least double!"

After these words, the room fell into a deathly silence. Jiang Yichen stood there with a bitter expression on his face.

I leaned against the headboard and looked at Jiang Yuwei meaningfully. "Your brother doesn't seem willing."

I want to see what Jiang Yuwei plans to do.

Time seemed to freeze, and the air suddenly became tense.

As for Chen Yiran, the numbness on his face had slowly subsided, leaving only a burning pain, accompanied by a tearing, swollen sensation, and the taste of blood in his mouth.

Chen Yiran didn't want to go through that again, and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"President Jiang, you've framed me without any evidence and even beat me up like this! If you really cared about his health, you wouldn't have treated me like this. Do you think he would be happy if anything happened to me?"

As if afraid that people wouldn't understand, Chen Yiran made his words even clearer.

I'm not stupid, so I naturally understand that "he" refers to me, but what does that have to do with me? It's really baffling.

At that moment, Jiang Yuwei turned her head and looked at me with a complicated expression, her eyes filled with doubt and a hint of struggle.

I snorted coldly and stared at her with a half-smile.

"Jiang Yuwei, you have to keep your word. If you dare to go back on your word, you'll have to be treated like a dog. Of course, if you're willing to bark like a dog, then going back on your word isn't out of the question."

I can always do it myself, and thankfully I didn't completely rely on her in the first place.

Jiang Yuwei smiled helplessly, and the moment she turned her head, her face turned icy as she looked at Jiang Yichen.

Seeing this, Jiang Yichen's face instantly fell. He slowly walked towards Chen Yiran, "Brother, I'm sorry, I had no choice."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yichen's slap landed on Chen Yiran's swollen face again.

"Slap!" The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the silent room, sounding particularly jarring. Chen Yiran cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

I watched coldly, then said indifferently, "Jiang Yichen, that slap of yours was quite loud. Why don't you eat and drink your fill first before continuing?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yichen was startled. He stared at me with wide eyes, seemingly unable to believe that I would say such a thing.

I simply smiled indifferently and continued to observe with a detached eye.

Chen Yiran turned his gaze to Jiang Yuwei, seemingly still wanting that person to help him, but Jiang Yuwei was only focused on the apple she was peeling in her hand, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

"Brother, you should apologize and beg for forgiveness. My brother-in-law is not someone to be trifled with. Don't suffer this loss." Seeing this, Jiang Yichen quickly coaxed Chen Yiran.

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for me to hear.

This is nothing. It seems Jiang Yichen still doesn't understand Chen Yiran. This guy is really stubborn, especially when he's with me. He thinks he's the male lead and is arrogant. How could he bow down to a supporting male character like me?

However, this is exactly what I wanted. An apology is worthless; I need to make him feel the pain so he'll know I'm not someone to mess with.

As expected, Chen Yiran did not disappoint me. He stared at me coldly, his gaze fierce as if he wanted to tear me apart.

"Why should I apologize to him?! Ye Qiu, you're a jinx, you'll get what's coming to you..."

Before she could finish speaking, a muffled thud was heard, and Jiang Yuwei kicked Chen Yiran to the ground. Jiang Yichen, who was grabbing Chen Yiran's collar, couldn't hold on and staggered a couple of steps before regaining his balance, which showed that Jiang Yuwei had used a lot of force.

Chen Yiran fell heavily to the ground, curling up in pain, his once proud eyes now filled with terror.

Live it!

I was both happy and shocked that Jiang Yuwei was so angry.

Jiang Yichen had just regained his footing when he went forward to help Chen Yiran with a pained expression, but Jiang Yuwei kicked him away.

She crouched down and pressed the fruit knife she was gripping tightly against Chen Yiran's neck, its cold gleam sending chills down one's spine.

The room was deathly silent; even the air seemed to have frozen.

Jiang Yichen was completely stunned by this scene, his mouth agape but he dared not utter a single word.

Realizing things were getting out of control, I quickly spoke up to remind her, "Jiang Yuwei, that's enough!"

Although I hate Chen Yiran, I know even better that if Jiang Yuwei really kills him, I will also be implicated, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life in prison.

Jiang Yuwei tilted her head slightly and gave me a cold look, but the knife in her hand showed no sign of loosening.

She lowered her voice, her tone full of threat: "Did you ignore everything I said before? Do I need to help you recall it, hmm?"

Chen Yiran lay on the ground with his hands tied, staring down at the knife in the woman's hand, not daring to move.

"Mr. Jiang... if you... if you kill me, aren't you afraid..."

"Afraid?" Jiang Yuwei sneered, interrupting Chen Yiran.

"You can try it and see if I'm scared or not!"

Chen Yiran's face turned pale, and his eyes revealed resentment.

"You like him that much? Even if it means paying a heavy price time and time again, you're willing to start over for him? This is your fifth life, are you going to repeat the same mistakes?"