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

Inside the car, a chill emanating from the woman subtly spread, but I remained oblivious. The bustling city flashed past like a painting before my eyes, and I couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, my gaze fixed intently on the scenery rushing by outside the window. "Gu Mengmeng, this feeling is so wonderful!"

"Even more unrestrained and free-spirited than the Dream Come True series."

Jiang Yuwei's expression was cold, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Your work is not even on the same level as theirs. There's no need to force a comparison."

What?

I stared at her, completely bewildered, my mind going blank. "What's wrong with you? You're talking to Jiang Yuwei in the same tone! Aren't we the same person?"

"Are you drunk? You're the manager."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuwei's pupils constricted sharply. "Gu Mengmeng is his manager? How did you know?"

"Do you even need to ask, you idiot?" Gu Mengmeng has always been my manager, responsible for handling all kinds of collaborations for me. My head was getting heavier and heavier, and my eyelids were drooping. I reached out and rubbed them haphazardly. I was so sleepy that I simply closed my eyes. "I'm so sleepy, Gu Mengmeng. Wake me up when we get there."

"Don't go to sleep yet," she tugged at my sleeve, her voice filled with anxiety, "You haven't explained Ye Qiu's matter clearly yet, I need to find him."

At this point, I was too weak to open my eyes, but I managed to ask with a sliver of clarity, "What do you want with Ye Qiu? I'm just standing right in front of you, that's all."

I couldn't hear anything she said after that. It wasn't until I got off the bus, when my legs were as weak as noodles, that I finally came to my senses. She helped me stagger back to the room, bent down to tuck me in, and I stared blankly at her slender, long legs with a look of guilt in my eyes. I reached out and gently touched her right knee.

"Gu Mengmeng, does your leg still hurt?"

Jiang Yuwei looked down at me, seemingly noticing the self-reproach in my eyes. Her brows furrowed, and she stopped scolding me.

Is it really worth holding a grudge like this for so long?

"How could I not mind? How could I not mind?" I withdrew my hand, and the terrifying car accident flashed through my mind. If Gu Mengmeng hadn't risked her life to protect me, I would be the one crippled now. My eyes instantly reddened, my nose tingled, and I wanted to cry but forced myself to hold it back.

"If your leg hadn't been injured, perhaps, perhaps I wouldn't have married Jiang Yuwei..."

If Gu Mengmeng's leg were alright, I wouldn't feel so guilty, and perhaps I wouldn't have caused such a commotion, attracted Grandpa Jiang's attention, or become Jiang Yuwei's marriage partner.

If it weren't for the three years of tormenting married life we ​​shared in our past life, there wouldn't be this farcical marriage in this life, a shackle we can't shake off.

Jiang Yuwei stood there quietly, as if shrouded in a layer of cold mist, her voice calm and indifferent.

"It sounds like you regret that marriage?"

Actually, I didn't regret it at first. I knew Jiang Yuwei had no feelings for me; it was just a business marriage. In my past life, I was the one who stubbornly clung to her and refused to divorce her.

But in this life, especially after what she said today, I finally see clearly that she is a scumbag who cheats on her husband.

I looked up at her, my head spinning. I seemed clear-headed, but in reality, I was barely holding on. My speech was getting slower and slower, and my eyelids were starting to droop.

"That wretched woman, who wouldn't regret marrying her? I regret it so much... ugh!"

Before I could finish speaking, the woman suddenly leaned down and pressed down on me, as if she had been suppressing her emotions to the extreme, and kissed me heavily out of control.

I was already completely drunk, and then I was totally stunned.

I was thinking, how could Gu Mengmeng possibly kiss me? But in front of me was clearly Jiang Yuwei. She seemed furious, or perhaps extremely agitated, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable.

The kiss was fierce and brutal. I was stunned for a moment, then started to push her away. I couldn't breathe, struggled for a while, then everything went black, and I passed out.

The next day, I woke up with a start, sat up straight, and ran my fingers through my messy hair. I realized that I seemed to be back at Xu Yikang's house.

I really did come back; Gu Mengmeng must have brought me. It's just strange, though. I think I had a dream last night where Gu Mengmeng, with Jiang Yuwei's face, brought me home, and she even forcibly kissed me, and even… stuck her tongue out…

I patted my cheeks, savoring the soft touch on my lips, and muttered to myself with a frown.

"This is so real. What's wrong with me? Am I still thinking about Jiang Yuwei?"

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

I got out of bed and realized I was still wearing the same clothes I wore yesterday. It was Saturday, so I leisurely took a shower, cleaned the house, and did the laundry. I glanced at Xu Yikang's tightly closed door; there was no sound from inside.

I didn't bother him.

He usually works overtime, and on weekends he has to sleep until the afternoon.

After I finished blow-drying my hair and contacted people with the cards, I started thinking about how to get revenge for that grudge from my past life at my birthday party.

Thinking back to my father's birthday party in my past life, Jiang Yuwei went abroad to pursue her young husband, while I was utterly humiliated by my mother-in-law and father at the party.

Before I could figure it out, I came across a really interesting post on my WeChat Moments: "Wow, this wood carving is so exquisite!" The picture was of a wooden carving of a character from the Dream Series game, which looked incredibly tempting.

When I took a look, my face changed instantly. This was a precious gift from my mother!

I immediately made a voice call to the person who posted that on WeChat Moments.

He said, completely bewildered, "Ye Qiu, this is a gift from your cousin. He said he made it himself and he has a lot more. He's setting up a stall at the comic convention right now, and I saw a lot of people gathered around it."

My cousin Li Jingxiu? He needs to be fed even when he's eating shit, what kind of person is he!

I gritted my teeth and told him to leave the wood carving behind, saying I would come and get it, and then I hung up the phone. I immediately changed my clothes and headed straight to the comic convention.

My mother loved tinkering with handicrafts, especially wood carvings; she was absolutely enamored with them.

When she passed away, I was so anxious that I rushed back from the Jiang family home like an ant on a hot pan. I was so busy grieving that I didn't think about bringing my mother's belongings back to the Jiang family home until after the funeral. But I couldn't find them anywhere.