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

Zhang Yan looked at me with a puzzled expression, not understanding why I had such a strong reaction.

"It was while you were chatting with Gu Mengmeng that President Jiang called me and asked what you were doing. I told him I was meeting the big star Gu Mengmeng. I really didn't know you and Gu Mengmeng..."

He pursed his lips. "I only realized I made a big mistake when I was chatting with Secretary Li just now. Sir, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to."

I couldn't hear a word Zhang Yan said after that. My mind was filled with the look in Jiang Yuwei's eyes when she looked at me.

At the time, I thought she was pretending to be pitiful, but I never expected that I had really wronged her.

Seeing that I remained silent, Zhang Yan gently patted me. "Sir, I know I was wrong. I will definitely be more careful in the future!"

I snapped out of my daze. "It's nothing!"

This was said to Zhang Yan, and also to myself.

Since there's already been a misunderstanding, and I was going to keep my distance from Jiang Yuwei anyway, there's no need to take it to heart.

Although I said that, I still felt a little guilty. Just like Jiang Yuwei said, it really wasn't fair to her.

With something on my mind, and since I don't usually like bland food, I only ate a few bites before going back to my room.

As soon as I opened the door, a gust of cold wind rushed in. It started raining not long after I returned in the afternoon, and it hasn't stopped since, with thunder and lightning. It felt as if someone was pouring a basin of water directly down from the sky, rather than raining.

I turned on the light, and the curtains swayed in the wind.

I went over to close the window, and casually glanced towards the door, where I saw that black car again. Visibility was a bit blurry in the rain, but I could vaguely make out a figure next to the car.

The figure looked familiar, and my eyes widened suddenly. "Jiang...Yuwei!"

I squinted and stood on tiptoe to get a closer look. Although I couldn't see the facial features clearly, the clothes were indeed the same ones I had seen at the hospital today.

No, is Jiang Yuwei sick? It's one thing to not go home in the heavy rain, but she's standing there stupidly in the rain!

With such heavy rain, aren't they afraid of getting themselves soaked to death?

Is this woman really bored, or is Hua Xiao about to go bankrupt and doesn't go to work at the company, instead running around in front of me every day?

I closed the window and drew the curtains, out of sight, out of mind.

After a quick wash, I lay down on the bed and played on my phone, but the sound of rain outside never stopped. The rain kept pounding against the window, which was very annoying.

I tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position, my gaze unconsciously drifting towards the window. An hour had passed; Jiang Yuwei couldn't be so foolish as to still be standing there, could she?

As if possessed, I got out of bed and drew back the curtains. Under the streetlight, that figure was still there.

What exactly is she trying to do? I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Sir, Mr. Bai asked me to bring you a bowl of soup."

I drew the curtains and opened the door.

Zhang Yan brought in chicken soup. "Mr. Bai noticed you didn't eat much tonight, so he asked me to make you some soup."

I took it absentmindedly, my mind preoccupied with Jiang Yuwei.

"I saw a car parked at the entrance. Can you ask the housekeeper to tell them not to park here and block the view?" I made up a lie on the spot.

Zhang Yan walked to the window, glanced at the car, and said with a smile, "No need to ask, that's President Jiang's car!"

I asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Zhang Yan said nonchalantly, "President Jiang came several times this afternoon, saying he wanted to see you, but Mr. Bai disagreed and had the housekeeper send him away."

"Then Ms. Jiang waited at the door, saying she wouldn't leave until she saw you. However, I don't think Mr. Bai intended to let her in."

"..."

So, she waited all afternoon!

I felt a mix of emotions. I was already upset because I had wronged her, and now that I knew this, I felt even worse.

Zhang Yan casually added, "Also, I heard from Secretary Li this afternoon that President Jiang caught a cold this morning. This rain isn't going to stop anytime soon, and if he keeps getting soaked, he's bound to get a fever!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yan leaned out and looked into the distance. "Secretary Li also said that President Jiang's hand was injured and might get infected if it's soaked in the rain!"

Upon hearing this, I was momentarily stunned, and the spoon in my hand fell directly into the bowl.

The image of Jiang Yuwei's blood-stained hands flashed through my mind.

Jiang Yuwei is never a stubborn person. Could it be that she did this today because I said something too harsh this morning, and she thinks I'm still angry, so she insists on seeing me?

The soup in my mouth instantly turned into plain water, utterly tasteless.

I glanced at Zhang Yan and said, "Zhang Yan, go out and tell Jiang Yuwei to go back!"

Zhang Yan was slightly taken aback, and looked at me with a puzzled expression, but still agreed to go.

I stood by the window, watching Zhang Yan holding an umbrella and talking to Jiang Yuwei. A few minutes later, Zhang Yan returned, panting.

"Sir, Mr. Jiang refuses to leave, saying he insists on seeing you. You didn't see it, Mr. Jiang is soaking wet, standing in the rain with a deathly pale face, he looks so pitiful!"

My expression turned cold. "Where is Secretary Li?"

Zhang Yan: "Secretary Li is holding an umbrella behind me, but it's raining too hard outside, so it doesn't make much difference whether she has an umbrella or not. I was only out for a short while, and my pants are already..."

I didn't hear a word Zhang Yan said after that; I was too focused on Jiang Yuwei's soaking wet appearance.

Suddenly my hand was empty; I didn't know when I had finished the soup in the bowl.

Zhang Yan took the bowl back. "Sir, I think you should go see General Manager Jiang! He doesn't seem to be joking. If you stay too long, you might really get sick!"

I looked out the window, feeling conflicted but also angry.

Jiang Yuwei's actions are tantamount to forcing me.

"I'm not going. Tell her to stop threatening me with these tactics; it won't work!"

Zhang Yan said thoughtfully, "That's true. President Jiang is too foolish. This kind of threat only works on people who care about her. Sir, you don't like President Jiang, so you won't care about her at all."

Upon hearing this, my expression froze!

Zhang Yan's words were like a wake-up call. The only people I can threaten are those I care about, and my current distress stems from caring about Jiang Yuwei!

I fell into deep thought, remembering that when I encountered something like this before, I would just clap and cheer, and even pop champagne to celebrate.

But I don't know when it started, I began to worry about whether Jiang Yuwei would get hurt, and I would seriously consider her words and subconsciously speak up for her.

My current state is no different from when I had amnesia!

Have I fallen for Jiang Yuwei all over again...?