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

My laughter suddenly stopped, and I wondered, wasn't that Jiang Yuwei's voice?

Meng Ziyin's smile vanished instantly. Her clear eyes stared straight at the doorway, and her fair face fell. "Why is it you? What are you doing here?"

Seeing Meng Ziyin's wary look, I turned around curiously and saw Jiang Yuwei standing at the door, her deep eyes staring intently at me with a scrutinizing look.

I was shocked. Oh my god, it really is Jiang Yuwei!

It's no wonder Meng Ziyin had that expression. Jiang Yuwei had snatched Chen Yiran away from her last time, and that must have been something she remembered vividly. Now, whenever she saw Jiang Yuwei, she automatically switched to rival mode.

Seeing my surprise, Jiang Yuwei seemed even more displeased. She spoke coldly, but her words were directed at someone else: "You can tolerate your employees joking around during work hours, not doing any work but just dating?"

At this moment, Li Ningsu stepped out from behind Jiang Yuwei. Her amorous eyes glanced lightly at Meng Ziyin before looking at me, her eyes full of disapproval, but her face was adorned with a smile: "Brother-in-law, that's not right. How can you joke around during working hours?"

I squinted. It seemed they had been standing at the door for a while. After all, Meng Ziyin's jokes were really lame; you couldn't tell it was a joke from just one sentence.

When Meng Ziyin saw Li Ningsu, she quickly stood up. Still a naive young girl, she had the humility and politeness of a college student and said apologetically, "President Li, I'm sorry, it was my idea, it has nothing to do with Brother Ye Qiu. I will be more careful next time."

This child, why does he always take everything upon himself?

I stood up, pulled Meng Ziyin behind me, completely ignoring the angry Jiang Yuwei, and looked at Li Ningsu, saying, "I'm sorry, I'll be more careful, it won't happen again."

"However, I want to correct something. It's not what some people are saying, like 'dating.' We're just having normal conversations."

After saying that, I didn't even glance at Jiang Yuwei.

Just kidding, we had such a fierce argument yesterday, even if I'm desperate for a divorce, I will never be the first to back down!

Jiang Yuwei stood ramrod straight, her dark eyes fixed on me, her face expressionless.

"Furthermore, you insulted our partners, and your employee management is also problematic, Mr. Li."

I:"……"

To be honest, I really wanted to give her a piece of my mind. She was the one who started it. She overheard my conversation with Meng Ziyin, how could she just accuse me like that!

Meng Ziyin looked surprised, her eyes shifting back and forth, as if she was thinking about something.

Li Ningsu coughed several times to smooth things over, saying, "Well, she hasn't been with the company for long and hasn't received any training yet. I'll personally train her later."

After saying that, she looked at Meng Ziyin and said, "We'd like to drink coffee. Could you please go downstairs and buy us a few cups?"

Meng Ziyin glanced at me, clearly understanding that this was to send her away, afraid that I would be bullied, and her eyes were full of worry.

What a thoughtful young lady. I winked at her to indicate that everything was alright, and she replied, "Okay, Mr. Li."

When Meng Ziyin left, Jiang Yuwei didn't make way for her. Meng Ziyin was slightly shorter than Jiang Yuwei. She looked up at Jiang Yuwei, pursed her lips, and then stepped aside to leave.

I sat down again, practically slumped in the chair, and looked at Li Ningsu. For some reason, she had been looking distressed since earlier, and her once stunningly beautiful face had suddenly fallen apart.

I twirled the pen in my hand and asked, "Mr. Li, I'm going to get back to work now. Do you and this 'partner' have anything else to discuss?"

Before Li Ningsu could speak, Jiang Yuwei said expressionlessly, "Didn't you say you only hired one concept artist? Why is he here too?"

Li Ningsu hesitated, and I sensed something was off about her words. "What do you mean? Can't I be a concept artist?"

Li Ningsu silently shut her mouth again.

Jiang Yuwei sneered, "If top-notch concept artists were all like you, indulging in frivolous pursuits and laughing and joking with other women in their private offices, the company would have gone bankrupt long ago. President Li isn't that stupid."

Seriously? Jiang Yuwei hasn't even seen my paintings, so why is she saying this about me? Just because I talked to Meng Ziyin a couple of times?

It's really strange. Her expression is perfectly normal, but I always feel like she's a resentful woman right now.

I scoffed, "If a company goes bankrupt because an employee says a few nonsense things at work, then that company was destined to go bankrupt. Don't try to shift the blame onto the employee. Save that argument for your own employees, don't try to sow discord among other companies' employees. My boss, Mr. Li, wouldn't think that way, would he?"

Li Ningsu's expression began to become complicated.

Jiang Yuwei's face was stern, and her tone was icy: "You've only been here a few days, and you're already treating your boss like family? A married man like you is so improper, climbing the social ladder everywhere, and speaking without restraint. What, you can't find a better match, so you're starting to set your sights on the people around me?"

Li Ningsu's expression began to contort.

Holy crap, this woman's mouth is getting more and more venomous!

I'm just here to work, I just used a modern term, I haven't done anything yet, so how did this become a case of poaching someone's job?

I stood up abruptly, gritting my teeth in anger, looking ready to fight. "Jiang Yuwei, are you deliberately picking a fight?"

"Stop arguing, it's not a good look." Li Ningsu quickly stood between us, unusually not mocking Jiang Yuwei, but with a look of survival instinct in her eyes, "People outside are watching, Sister Jiang, you never talk like this in front of outsiders."

Jiang Yuwei glanced at me with her deep eyes, seemingly suppressing something. "What did you hire him for? An illustrator? Or an illustrator's assistant?"

Li Ningsu looked at me but didn't answer, because I had a prior agreement with him and couldn't reveal my identity.

I was just about to say in a cool way, "I'm the original artist," when Jiang Yuwei slowly added, "He's only fit to be an assistant."

I:"……"

I suddenly laughed in anger. Forget it, why should I argue with someone who looks down on me from the bottom of their heart? Should I explain to her that I'm a concept artist, and a very good one at that? It would seem like I'm trying to prove something to her, trying to gain her approval.

No, this woman doesn't deserve it.

I crossed my arms. "So what? Do you discriminate against your assistant?"

Jiang Yuwei stared at me with her dark eyes, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"I don't discriminate against assistants who have poor basic skills and are playful, but I would never hire them."

I strongly suspect that Jiang Yuwei is deliberately targeting me.

Although she didn't mention me directly, every sentence she said was about me.

I wasn't angry. "My boss hasn't said anything yet, Mr. Jiang. You're meddling a bit too much."

Li Ningsu's expression was very complicated, but surprisingly, she looked at Jiang Yuwei with sympathy, rather than at me.

She patted Jiang Yuwei on the shoulder, "Sister Jiang, say less, lest you regret it later."

Jiang Yuwei turned to look at Li Ningsu, her beautiful face full of seriousness. "I came here today mainly to see the original artist. Where is he?"