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

Suddenly, it felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on me, followed by a subtle scent of shower gel mixed with rose fragrance that enveloped me. I looked up, and her face was so close I could almost count her eyelashes. Her eyes were as deep as the night sky, making my heart race uncontrollably.

The thought of our impending divorce brought Chen Yiran's face to mind again. I gritted my teeth and pushed Jiang Yuwei away forcefully.

Jiang Yuwei was clearly taken aback by this turn of events. She froze for half a second, her face instantly turning ugly, her jaw clenching tightly. But unexpectedly, she didn't utter a word of abuse. She simply stood there quietly, a subtle silence filling the air.

I seized the opportunity, and before I could even think, I grabbed my phone and started snapping away at Jiang Yuwei.

She's been trained in martial arts since she was a child. If she gets angry and uses me as a punching bag or throws me out the door, I won't be able to explain it to my grandfather.

Therefore, she had to carry out this "eviction notice." Once she left, she would naturally have to smooth things over when her grandfather asked about it.

Jiang Yuwei's eyes instantly turned as cold as ice as she stared straight at me: "Delete the photos!" She reached out to snatch them, but I nimbly dodged, and the two of us began to struggle back and forth.

"If you let me sleep in the bed, I'll delete it. Anyway, if this photo gets posted, I won't be the one who's embarrassed," I replied with a grin.

"If you don't let go, I'll tear off your towel and give you a live broadcast!" I threatened half-jokingly, and my hand actually reached towards the edge of the towel in front of her chest.

Jiang Yuwei's expression changed drastically. She looked down and saw my hand hovering over the edge of her bath towel. The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

"Ye Qiu!" she gritted her teeth, but a helpless smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Are you playing with fire with me?"

I shamelessly said, "I told you, I'll delete it if you sleep on the floor, otherwise these photos will be all over the place, letting everyone see President Jiang's unique style."

"You're asking for it!" Jiang Yuwei was furious. She grabbed my wrist with one hand and reached for my phone with the other.

At first, we were really fighting over the phone, but gradually, the atmosphere became strange.

By the time I realized something was wrong, Jiang Yuwei was already on top of me in an unbelievable position, and I was awkwardly pressed against her lower abdomen.

The air seemed to freeze, and we both froze. She looked down at me, her breath warm, so close we could feel each other's heartbeats.

The scene was so ambiguous it made my heart race and my face flush. She bit her lower lip tightly, her cheeks red, and I felt my breathing getting heavier and heavier; the atmosphere was tense and subtle.

Being pinned down by a beautiful, hot woman would make any man react, let alone the woman I admire—Jiang Yuwei.

"Hey, Jiang Yuwei, get up right now!" I shouted.

Her deep black eyes stared straight at me, their gaze unfathomable, and I didn't want to probe too much. After a while, she finally relented, her voice tinged with coldness: "Delete the photos from earlier, and I'll sleep on the floor."

Without saying a word, I deleted the photos right in front of her. Jiang Yuwei kept her word; she got up, grabbed a pillow, and went to make a makeshift bed on the floor.

The room was five meters long, but she stood more than four meters away from me, with her back to me. You could tell at a glance that she was holding a grudge.

I grabbed the bed sheet next to me and slipped into the bathroom to take a shower.

The moment the door closed, the relaxed look on my face vanished.

My hands were trembling, and my heart was pounding in my throat.

Honestly, after being reborn, I'm not really afraid of Jiang Yuwei. She doesn't hit me, and she doesn't seem to have any romantic feelings for me. She usually seems quite serious, and she doesn't get angry no matter how I tease her.

But once she gets aroused, she's like a completely different person, making my heart pound with anxiety, afraid of angering her. I remember in my past life, I finally managed to take advantage of her when she wasn't looking. Although she was furious, her behavior in bed afterwards was simply...unbelievable, she was completely ruthless.

But her skills were really nothing to write home about. She was happy when I cried, and she would bite and scratch me until my back bled. It made me a little traumatized by her afterward.

The water was flowing, washing away all those chaotic thoughts, telling myself that those things would never happen again. After all, my time with Jiang Yuwei was coming to an end. After the divorce, we would go our separate ways and never see each other again.

I hung the sheets by the bathroom door before starting to take a shower. Just as I was lathering up with shower gel, there was a rapid knocking at the door.

"Open the door! Hurry up!" Jiang Yuwei's voice was impatient, and the knocking grew louder and louder.

I frowned. "I haven't finished washing yet. If you're in such a hurry to use the restroom, go to the next stall!"

But she wouldn't listen at all and knocked on the door even more fiercely. I was so angry at her that I quickly finished washing up, wrapped myself in a towel, and went to open the door.

"Jiang Yuwei, you've gone too far! Do you really think I'm easy to bully? You want to fight, huh!" As soon as I finished speaking, Jiang Yuwei, like an enraged leopard, shoved me aside, rushed to the shower, turned the hot water to cold water, and drenched herself from head to toe.

I froze on the spot, staring at her wide-eyed, completely bewildered: "What are you up to?"

Jiang Yuwei wiped the water droplets from her face, her voice tinged with anger and hoarseness: "Get out! Don't get in my way."

Upon hearing this, I was furious, my teeth practically grinding to powder: "Hey, what's wrong with you? I was here first, so if you want to take a shower, you should at least find somewhere else!"

She suddenly turned to look at me, her face flushed red, her eyes burning like fire, making my heart pound. Realizing something was wrong, I tentatively asked, "What's... what's wrong?"

The old man's meaningful look and his words, "Seize the opportunity," flashed through my mind, and it suddenly dawned on me: Could it be... that the old man drugged Jiang Yuwei?!

Oh my god, this plot twist is too melodramatic! I was so scared that I quickly backed away, saying as I did so, "I, I'll go get someone to take you to the hospital!"

I rushed to the door, only to find it locked from the outside. I was so anxious! I pounded on the door and shouted, "Grandpa! Grandpa! Something's wrong with Jiang Yuwei! Open the door and let us out!"

I called out several times, but there was no response from outside. I knew in my heart that the old man was determined to grant our wish, and he wouldn't let us out easily.

Just then, I heard a heavy thud behind me. I turned around and saw Jiang Yuwei sitting on the ground, her hair wet and plastered to her face, her towel almost slipping off. She looked like she was in a lot of pain.

I hesitated for a moment, then tried to speak gently, "The door's locked. You can't take a cold shower like this; you'll get sick. How about I turn the air conditioning down for you so you can come out and calm down?"

"Get out of here!" Jiang Yuwei said with her eyes closed, her voice filled with pain and rejection.

I sighed. This woman is completely unresponsive now, so I can only keep my distance and not cause her any more trouble.

"You stay here for now, I need to call the doctor right away." After saying that, I turned around and went back to the bedside. I turned on the air conditioner and set it to 18 degrees Celsius, thinking to myself: If she takes another cold shower, with the air conditioner on top of that, she might really get sick from the cold.

Also, will she get menstrual cramps from catching a cold? On second thought, I should focus on the present and worry about the rest later.

I picked up my phone, about to dial the hospital, when suddenly my wrist tightened as if it were being clamped by hot tongs, and it was frighteningly hot.

I turned around abruptly and saw Jiang Yuwei standing beside me, breathing rapidly, her eyes bloodshot, staring at me with disdain.

"You..." I was about to say something when she interrupted me.

"Ye Qiu, this was your idea, wasn't it?" Her voice was low and sarcastic, as if she could see through everything.

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly shook my head in denial: "How could that be! I swear, this has nothing to do with me!"

She chuckled lightly, a laugh laced with contempt, her eyes sharp as knives: "Still pretending? I heard everything you said to the old man. You said you'd try your best to be with me, that you'd seize the opportunity tonight to get me pregnant. Did you think I didn't hear you?"

When I heard that, my heart skipped a beat. So she had heard everything. No wonder she was so wary of me just now.

"I was just..." I hurriedly explained, wanting to say that it was just what I said to appease the old man, not what I truly meant. But before I could finish speaking, Jiang Yuwei had already moved closer, pushed me down onto the bed, and then leaned down, about to kiss me.

I stared in shock, and before I could react, she stopped, her heavy breathing echoing in my ears.

"Ye Qiu, since I don't care about these things, why should I waste such a good resource like you?" she said, gently pinching my chin with one hand, her eyes like those of a wolf, as if she wanted to devour me alive.

"Tonight, I'll grant your wish, but you'd better serve me well—"