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

I called her immediately, but she didn't answer; then I called Secretary Li, but he didn't answer either.

During my lunch break, I printed out three copies of the divorce agreement and rushed to Jiang Yuwei's company, where I bumped into Secretary Li at the entrance.

He looked surprised and asked cautiously, "Sir, what brings you here?"

I glared at him, my brows furrowed. "Didn't you hear me calling? Where's Jiang Yuwei? Where did she go?"

A hint of unease flashed in Secretary Li's eyes as she carefully chose her words, saying, "President Jiang is currently discussing a collaboration. Why don't you sit down and wait for her?"

I suppressed my frustration and found a seat in the lounge.

Secretary Li brought me a cup of coffee and tentatively asked, "Why did you leave early that day? President Jiang was frantic looking for you, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan."

I raised one eyebrow, looking puzzled. "Why is she in such a hurry?"

I thought Jiang Yuwei was calling me frantically because I left with Gu Mengmeng and ignored her. But it sounds like she's in a different kind of panic.

Secretary Li also frowned.

“BK has some influence overseas, but your phone was off, you weren’t replying to messages, and your hotel room was empty. Mr. Jiang panicked at that time, fearing that something had happened to you.”

“If I hadn’t seen your note at the hotel, Mr. Jiang would have called the police and was even planning to go to BK Group to find you.”

I was taken aback, not expecting Jiang Yuwei to be so anxious, but I still casually said "Oh" and sipped my coffee.

She's really busy. She takes care of Chen Yiran while also finding time to see me. She's so blatant in juggling two relationships.

"I heard that BK and the other two went in because Chen Yiran was seriously injured?"

Secretary Li touched his nose, looking somewhat embarrassed.

“Mr. Chen’s condition is indeed not optimistic. It seems that the blow to his head damaged a nerve, and he also has a concussion and intermittent amnesia. I had no other choice but to contact Mr. Jiang.”

"However, President Jiang's actions against BK were mainly for your sake, not for Mr. Chen's."

I looked up, giving him a "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" look, and then suddenly laughed.

"Are you kidding me?"

Secretary Li stared at me intently and began to explain.

"The day you and Mr. Chen had that accident, didn't you notice that President Jiang was actually more worried about you? She got angry with BK because of you. You know how sharp-tongued President Jiang is. She rarely lays a hand on people, but that day, she crippled BK's daughter's right hand. You're both concept artists, so it goes without saying how important your hands are. Who else could she have done that for if not you?"

Secretary Li is truly Jiang Yuwei's capable assistant; he can even come up with such a ridiculous excuse.

As soon as Jiang Yuwei saw me, her face fell, and she didn't intend to pay any attention to me. The reason she was angry was because I told her about Chen Yiran's situation.

I shook my head helplessly, my face expressionless. I gently patted the divorce papers on my lap and said calmly, "Forget it, this isn't important anymore. How much longer do I have to wait? I need to get back for lunch after I'm done."

Secretary Li glanced inside and whispered, "It should be soon." After saying that, he looked down at me, pursed his lips, and seemed hesitant to speak.

"Why have you been so cold to Jiang Yuwei lately? You even abandoned her and went back to China alone. Don't you have any feelings for her anymore?"

I stirred my coffee idly, a mocking smile playing on my lips: "What do you think is so likable about Jiang Yuwei? I was nice to her before because I was her husband. Now that I don't want to be her husband anymore, why should I still be nice to her?"

"Look at her! She always has this sour face, like the whole world owes her something. She's got a sharp tongue and a terrible temper. The only thing she's got to look good is her face. What else does she have that would attract a man?"

"Look at those rich heiresses, which one of them doesn't have a constant stream of suitors? She has the fewest suitors, doesn't that speak for itself? The eyes of the masses are discerning."

In my memory, the only two men who fawned over Jiang Yuwei were Gu Xianzhe and me. In both my past and present lives, apart from Gu Xianzhe and Chen Yiran, I've hardly ever seen any other men around Jiang Yuwei.

Chen Yiran is her ideal man, and she relentlessly pursues him; Gu Xianzhe, on the other hand, is the opposite, relentlessly chasing after her, just like me.

After I finished speaking, I expected to hear Secretary Li agree or disagree, but instead, there was only silence.

I turned to look at Secretary Li, who was also looking at me with a stiff expression, his eyes glancing to the side every now and then.

My heart skipped a beat. Oh no, could it be that Jiang Yuwei overheard this?

I steeled myself and stiffly turned my head, immediately spotting Jiang Yuwei's curvaceous and hot figure. She was leaning against the door frame, holding a steaming cup of coffee in her hand.

When she saw me looking at her, she winked at me as a gesture, and then leisurely took a sip of her coffee.

My throat tightened, my whole body tensed, and my heart pounded with anxiety. I didn't know how much she had actually listened to. After all, we were going through a divorce, and angering her now would be pointless.

I quickly put on a smile and asked, "Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence! Are you done with your work?"

Jiang Yuwei stared at me calmly.

I sat there, unable to see her whole face, but I could feel the murderous chill emanating from her.

"Come in," she said, then turned and went into the office.

Secretary Li was so frightened that she didn't dare to lift her head and just kept tidying up her things.

I touched the tip of my nose, put down my coffee cup, picked up the documents, and followed Jiang Yuwei into the office. I looked around and found that the place had been cleaned up and was neat and tidy, with no trace of the mess I had made last time.

Jiang Yuwei sat in her office chair, dressed quite casually today in a simple tracksuit, without even wearing high heels. However, she was expressionless, and I was afraid of upsetting her and ruining the negotiation, so I quickly grabbed a bottle of water for her from the refrigerator.

"Mr. Jiang, are you thirsty?"

She glanced at the bottled water without even lifting her eyelids, her red lips parted slightly, carrying a hint of sarcasm: "You can't accept it, and you look down on me anyway, so stop pretending."

I:"……"

This strange and unsettling wind eventually reached the Jiang Group.

I wisely refrained from arguing with her, placed the bottled water in front of her, pulled up a chair and sat down, then spread out the three divorce agreements on her desk.

"Alright, let's get down to business then, the divorce agreement..."