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

I felt a pang of unease, a complex mix of emotions I couldn't quite put into words. Thinking about how I'd traveled so far, gone to such lengths to feign friendship with those people, stayed up all night studying their designs, and finally secured a collaboration, only to have Jiang Yuwei cancel it in the blink of an eye, all for a female confidante. While I was secretly pleased with the outcome, still…

I felt incredibly insignificant, just like in my past life.

Suddenly, a series of screams rang out. I looked up and saw Jiang Yuwei stomping hard on Deborah's hand, grinding it with all her might. I turned pale with fright. "Jiang Yuwei, you..."

After that kick, will Deborah be able to save her hand?

Would she really go to such lengths for Chen Yiran?

Jiang Yuwei only released her foot with a look of disgust when Deborah's face turned blue from the pain and she fainted.

"How could you do this?!" The project director was also terrified, but dared not provoke Jiang Yuwei and didn't dare utter a harsh word. He quickly ran over and dragged Deborah away, "Miss, Miss, wake up, I'll take you to the hospital..."

After everyone had left, Secretary Li quickly knelt down to check on Chen Yiran's condition. "President Jiang, Mr. Chen is seriously injured. I just called for an ambulance, but it would be best if you went there as soon as possible."

Jiang Yuwei glanced at Chen Yiran, then her gaze fell on my swollen face. Her cool, white hand gently touched my cheek, her eyes deep.

"Besides your face, where else are you injured?"

I shook my head. It did hurt quite a bit when I bumped into the table, but it's much better now. "It's fine now. Your Chen Yiran was hurt much worse."

She frowned slightly. "Then let's go together."

Perhaps because she noticed my strange gait, she suddenly lifted my shirt and saw a large bruise on the back of my waist.

Jiang Yuwei and I stared at each other, both of us wondering why she was still hovering over me when Chen Yiran had already passed out…

After settling Chen Yiran in, Secretary Li whispered to me, "Sir, when you called earlier, President Jiang was almost scared to death. Luckily, you're alright."

I silently added to myself, "Thank goodness Chen Yiran is alright."

If I had known this was history repeating itself and that Chen Yiran would be rescued by Jiang Yuwei sooner or later, I shouldn't have gotten involved in this whole thing. I wasted my time and energy, and even got beaten up...

Chen Yiran was rushed to the hospital for treatment. Secretary Li stood guard at the entrance, while Jiang Yuwei stayed with me in the emergency room. The doctor said he would apply medicine to my face first, and then give me a full examination.

"Thank you, doctor," I said.

Jiang Yuwei stood aside and waited, saying, "After you finish your checkup, I'll take you back to your hotel."

I nodded without changing my expression. "Okay."

In those few minutes, she kept her head down, typing on her phone, asking about Chen Yiran's situation.

I saw all of this, and my heart sank slightly. When the medicine was applied to my face, it hurt so much that I grimaced, but I didn't utter a sound.

I know she's head over heels for Chen Yiran, but I won't tell her to go find him. This had nothing to do with me in my past life, but I'm involved in it now.

This is her territory. She's powerful and influential, and she was so ruthless just now. I'm in the same boat as her now. Besides, I don't know anyone here. If she leaves, what if she retaliates and I'm left alone?

I admit, I'm not that noble; I just want to live a good life and go back to China.

Just then, Jiang Yuwei's phone rang. She answered it, her brows furrowing even more.

How is he?

"Tell him to calm down, I'm coming right away—"

Hearing this, my heart tightened, and I stared intently at Jiang Yuwei, waiting for her to hang up before quickly speaking.

"You're not going to go find Chen Yiran now, are you?"

Jiang Yuwei looked down at me, her voice low, "He was badly injured, his head was cut open and he needed stitches, and now he's a bit mentally unstable..."

I interrupted her expressionlessly, "So, you're going to leave me and go find him?"

"Jiang Yuwei, his injury has nothing to do with me, and I'm injured too. The examination isn't even finished yet, and you're already going to abandon me?"

She frowned, and as I stared into her eyes, I suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Have you considered what would happen if I got separated from them and they started targeting me? My phone is broken, and the battery is low; I can barely make a call, I can't do anything else. Do you expect me to fight them? Aren't you afraid I'll die at their hands...?"

"Stop talking!" Jiang Yuwei suddenly interrupted me sharply, her beautiful face instantly turning serious. "You're so young, why do you keep talking about death? Do you know how irresponsible that is?"

I was stunned by her shout. I didn't expect her to be more sensitive to the word "death" than I was, as if she had experienced the death of someone important.

But in my past life, she wasn't like this at all. She even told me that she would prepare for my funeral.

Jiang Yuwei seemed to realize that she had gotten a little too excited. She pursed her red lips slightly and stared intently at me.

“When did I say I was going to abandon you? Of course I won’t abandon you. Chen Yiran is currently undergoing examinations in the inpatient department. After you finish applying the medicine to your face, we’ll go there together. You won’t need to come back here for your examinations.”

“Chen Yiran is young and this is the first time he has encountered something like this. He doesn’t know anyone around him, so I should go and check on him.”

To be honest, if someone else had said that, I might have thought I was being unreasonable and making a fuss. But these words came from Jiang Yuwei's mouth.

I smiled, my tone very calm.

"Isn't this the first time I've encountered something like this? How come he's so young? He's about my age, isn't he? What, do I have to act all cute and clingy like him before you'll realize I'm scared too?"

I stared at her face, which showed a slight change in expression. "Jiang Yuwei, if you could be honest and admit that Chen Yiran is very important to you, more important than anything else, even if you disregard my life and death and only want to check on his situation, I wouldn't find it so funny or look down on you so much."

Jiang Yuwei's breath hitched, her dark eyes narrowed slightly, and she spoke calmly.

"My relationship with Chen Yiran is not what you think. I have no romantic feelings for him, and I don't love him."

This was the first time Jiang Yuwei explained her feelings for Chen Yiran to me.

If my past self, the love-struck version of myself, heard this, I would definitely believe her.

But I only have one thought in this life—to hell with not loving.

If he didn't love me, why would he have gone to such lengths to force me to divorce him in my past life? If he didn't love me, why would he have married me on the day I died?

If she didn't love him, would she give up a multi-billion dollar partnership for him? If they both had accidents at the same time, wouldn't she be more anxious to care for him?!

I was so angry I laughed.

At what moment in her past life did this woman realize she had fallen for Chen Yiran? Wasn't it that same moment again this time? What else will happen abroad?

The doctor applied the medicine and told me to go for a check-up later.

I took a deep breath, smiled gratefully at her, and said, "Okay."

After the doctor left, I looked at Jiang Yuwei. She had suppressed all her emotions and was very calm. She waved her hand indifferently.

"Forget it, I don't care what your relationship with him is, whether he's your ideal man, your savior, or anything else, I don't care anymore."