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

That's fine, I became increasingly reckless and reckless, without any sense of guilt.

Jiang Yuwei's clear eyes were fixed on me. She slowly loosened her clenched fists, and her tone was no longer as resolute and cold as before, as if she wanted to kill me. "As long as you don't touch him, everything else is negotiable. I don't care about these harmless little tricks. But if you dare to have any improper thoughts, don't blame me for turning ruthless."

"Gu Mengmeng's leg is still being treated by a doctor I have connections with, and I also paid for your uncle's hospitalization. If you dare to lay a hand on Chen Yiran, just think about what will happen to them."

I stared at her in astonishment, my anger burning, and raised my hand to slap her to vent my anger, but she stopped me halfway.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. "What, you want to make a move again?"

I abruptly shook off her hand, panting heavily with anger, "You even dare to lay a hand on the patient, Jiang Yuwei, do you have any humanity left?!"

"Just because Chen Yiran isn't a patient doesn't mean you can manipulate him at will."

"As long as you're willing to divorce me, what good will he do?"

"Delete the photos and stop stirring up those rumors. Gu Mengmeng and your uncle will be fine."

The atmosphere froze instantly. I glared at Jiang Yuwei, and she coldly returned my gaze. Sparks flew between us, tensions were high, and neither of us was willing to back down.

Jiang Yuwei's face was terribly gloomy, and her eyes were as cold as frost.

"As long as you delete the photos, don't cause trouble for Chen Yiran, and don't get him involved in any trouble, in exchange, I can give you access to the best cardiologists. Just nod your head, and he can arrange surgery immediately. Haven't you always wanted to transfer your uncle to another hospital for treatment? His condition is so serious, he probably won't last much longer. Think it over carefully, are you forcing me to divorce him, or are you going to find a doctor for your uncle?"

I stared intently into her eyes, wondering why I had been so infatuated with her in my past life, when she was so hateful, driving people to the brink of despair.

My eyes gradually reddened, and a self-deprecating smile curled at the corners of my mouth.

Family and friends are my weakness, just as Chen Yiran is Jiang Yuwei's weakness.

"You really know how to manipulate me. But I don't understand. You can't bear to see Chen Yiran suffer even the slightest negative impact, and you don't want him to suffer even the slightest hardship. Now that you've returned from abroad and realized your feelings for Chen Yiran, why... are you still unwilling to let me go?"

Jiang Yuwei glanced at the dazed look on my face, her delicate brows furrowing instantly, as if she wanted to say something. I chuckled softly and looked down at my phone's photo album.

"Forget it, there's no point in asking. I'll delete Chen Yiran's photos myself. You go and take care of the doctor's matter first. I need my uncle to be transferred to another hospital as soon as possible."

Ultimately, it's nothing more than possessiveness at play. What other reason could there be? Expecting her to have room for two men in her heart? The answer to who is more important to her, me or Chen Yiran, has already been clearly answered in this life and the next.

She looked up and stared intently at me, her brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. "I can cover your uncle's medical expenses as well, as long as you move back in."

Move back?

I looked up at her, my tone firm as iron, "No need, you go ahead and contact them. I agree to everything you said, and I'll also make sure Lin Chuyue doesn't target your Chen Yiran."

Jiang Yuwei's eyes narrowed sharply, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart, as if she had lost something important, leaving her feeling empty.

She pursed her lips tightly. "Don't forget what I said yesterday. Today is the first day."

She wanted me to stop this divorce farce within three days and obediently return to her side. But what could I do? From that moment on, I was determined to leave.

Finally, Jiang Yuwei helped me contact a doctor and confirmed the transfer date for next week. I need to finish up the birthday banquet first before I have the time and money to arrange my uncle's surgery.

After Jiang Yuwei left, I also left Li Ningsu's office. It seemed Li Ningsu had gone after Jiang Yuwei. As I walked back to my workstation, I noticed many people in the company looking at me with disdain.

Especially Du Heng, who always goes against me, making sarcastic and cynical remarks.

"I told you long ago that his background was questionable. He became a director at such a young age. Who would believe he had the ability? You see, he really is a gigolo."

"I never expected this. I thought he was relying on President Li, but it turns out it's President Jiang. No wonder President Li fawned over him so much. We can't afford to offend President Jiang's man."

"Tch, what kind of man is President Jiang? Jiang Yuwei has a legitimate husband. This kind of gigolo who only wants to climb the social ladder by sleeping around is absolutely disgusting."

The mocking and laughing voices were quite loud, clearly aimed at me.

I walked straight up to Du Heng, who was leading the murmurs. He was holding a coffee in his hand, and as soon as he saw me walking towards him, his eyes immediately darted away. He was so guilty that he could only keep drinking coffee to cover it up.

Everyone else immediately fell silent.

I stared at him with a forced smile. "Go on, why did you stop talking?"

No one else dared to utter a sound, but Du Heng continued to mock him while holding his water glass.

"What, you have the nerve to do such a shameless thing and then not let us say anything? If you didn't have a powerful backer, if you hadn't slept with the president, would you have become a director at such a young age?"

I almost burst out laughing. "Knowing I have powerful connections, you still gossip like those old men and women at the village entrance. Mr. Du, you're really something!"

Du Heng looks several years older than me. He's been working at the company for several years but hasn't managed to become a leader. This really broke my nerve.

He probably didn't expect me to admit it so readily, and he gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes filled with rage and resentment.

Clearly, he hadn't taken the previous warnings seriously.

I smirked, snatched the coffee cup from his hand, and poured it over his head, watching as his expression successfully switched to angry mode.

There were sounds of people gasping for air all around.

I feigned innocence and said, "Uncle Du, you'd better watch out. If you talk bad about me behind my back again, I'll go to my sugar mommy and complain, get you fired, and blacklist you from the entire industry. Understand?"

Du Heng finally became obedient, shaking his head repeatedly in fright.

I politely returned the empty cup to him. "That's good. Actually, I don't like workplace bullying either. Everyone should behave themselves. Don't be so foul-mouthed, or I might lose my temper. I hope you can be more tolerant of my bad temper."

After saying that, I wiped the smile off my face and arrogantly returned to my office. The entire office area remained silent until I left with my bag.

One word: cool!

People, stop wasting your time on your own things and instead go crazy and hurt others.

The unpleasantness that Jiang Yuwei caused me has dissipated somewhat at this moment.

I didn't go to the hospital, nor did I go straight home. Instead, I found a park to sit down and then called Lin Chuyue.

She answered quite quickly, her voice a little low, "Mr. Ye."

I spoke calmly, "President Lin, I heard you and Jiang Yuwei are mortal enemies?"