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"Two...three years."

Jiang Xue didn't want to answer, but for some reason, He Xiuli's powerful aura made her involuntarily tell the truth.

Do you have children?

"No……"

Jiang Xue cursed herself for being so weak. All the shrewishness she had shown in front of Wu Renxing had vanished without a trace, and she seemed to automatically shrink back when she saw He Xiuli.

"Did he ever say he wanted to marry you?" He Xiuli asked calmly, but with an air of authority.

"I said...I didn't say that." Jiang Xue's answer was ambiguous.

"You know he married into our He family, right?"

Jiang Xue nodded.

"So, I'm the one who married him, not the other way around," He Xiuli said. "I can marry him, or I can divorce him."

"You mean... divorce Renxing?"

"I asked my lawyer. I can either take back the money and things he gave you, or I can choose not to," He Xiuli stared into her eyes. "But I need you to tell me the truth: did he ever tell you he wanted to kill me?"

Since learning of Wu Renxing's infidelity, He Xiuli stayed at home for two days, thinking it all over. It seemed like everything that had happened before could be pieced together: the midnight stalking, the shadowy figure in the hospital, the shady shop in the deserted suburbs... none of these things appeared out of nowhere. Wu Renxing must have some ulterior motive. However, after many years of marriage, He Xiuli still cherished their relationship and didn't want to think too badly of Wu Renxing. She came to see Jiang Xue to confirm her suspicions.

"No, absolutely not!"

Even if Jiang Xue is naive, she knows that there are some things she absolutely cannot admit to, especially since she is an accomplice.

Perhaps this is the answer He Xiuli really wanted to hear.

"Really not?"

"If I'm lying, may Wu Renxing suffer a terrible death!"

Jiang Xue swore an oath to the heavens.

He Xiuli's original plan was that if Jiang Xue confessed, or if she noticed something amiss, she would call the police on the spot and make sure Wu Renxing faced legal punishment, never forgiving him. However, she overlooked Jiang Xue's acting skills. Jiang Xue's confident performance made He Xiuli wonder if she was overestimating human nature. Over the years, she had provided Wu Renxing with food and clothing, and even invested money in him to start his own business. Anyone with a shred of humanity wouldn't do something so inhumane, would they?

"Tell me the truth, and not only will I not take back what Renxing gave you, I'll also give you an extra million!"

"Sister, I know I was wrong. I was just telling the truth. Renxing always speaks well of you to me. Even if he's confused, he wouldn't repay kindness with enmity, would he?"

Seeing Jiang Xue's confident expression, He Xiuli softened and decided to believe her for the time being. However, things had come to this point, and forgiveness was impossible. Even if they divorced, she couldn't let Wu Renxing take a single penny. In the past two days, He Xiuli had hired a lawyer to liquidate all their assets. Only Wu Renxing was unaware of this; he was still searching the world for Lao Zheng, trying to get back those nine gold bars. He couldn't even think about killing He Xiuli for the time being.

When Wu Renxing returned home, he found that He Xiuli was not there, and it seemed that many things were missing from the house. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the missing items all belonged to He Xiuli.

On the table were a divorce agreement and the bill. He Xiuli had already signed the divorce agreement. When Wu Renxing saw the bill, he knew that He Xiuli had found out. He Xiuli did not make a scene or cry. Instead, she chose not to see him and left without saying goodbye. This was the boss's confidence. Wu Renxing had been divorced!

Wu Renxing immediately called He Xiuli, but she refused to answer. He sent her a message, but she didn't reply after reading it. The next day, he went to the factory, but He Xiuli hadn't come to work. Where could she have gone?

Wu Renxing suddenly thought of Feng Weida. Feng Weida was He Xiuli's driver, so surely he knew nothing? As it turned out, Feng Weida didn't come to work either!

This is a huge mess. I haven't even gotten the money yet. If I divorce now, even if He Xiuli dies, I won't have any claim to the inheritance. I absolutely can't divorce her! I need to get Zhang Hao and the others to make their move quickly. Too much trouble will only lead to more problems later!

"Mr. He gave me a week off."

After finishing his call with Zhang Haotong, Wu Renxing called Feng Weida to his office, as Feng Weida also needed to speak with him.

"Did Mr. He say where he went?" Wu Renxing asked.

Feng Weida shook his head.

"Xiao Feng, I have high hopes for you. I've seen you save Xiuli at crucial moments every time. I'll give you a promotion and a raise!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wu. No need for a promotion or raise; it's what I should do!"

"Then tell me the truth, you really don't know anything?"

Wu Renxing stared at Feng Weida expectantly, hoping to get an answer from him.

"I can't say, Mr. He won't let me say it."

Feng Weida's main selling point is that he can't lie. He helped He Xiuli move her belongings from home to an apartment. He Xiuli told him not to tell Wu Renxing that the apartment was a property that He Yong had invested in years ago, and Wu Renxing didn't know about it.

Wu Renxing was very disappointed: "Xiao Feng, you need to understand, you're one of my people. I'm the one who hired you, and I'm the one who pays your salary. Don't forget you're mentally ill. I didn't look down on you and gave you food. Otherwise, would you be living such a comfortable life now?"

Feng Weida had always been grateful to Wu Renxing, but these words sounded particularly harsh to him at this moment.

Last night, when Feng Weida picked up He Xiuli, he noticed her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying. Although he didn't understand what had happened between Wu Renxing and He Xiuli, he could sense the grievances He Xiuli had suffered. Feng Weida wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say. It wasn't until he saw the divorce agreement and the bill that Feng Weida realized their relationship was in trouble. He never imagined that He Xiuli, the manager of the garment factory, would be in the same boat as him. Fate truly doesn't discriminate between the noble and the lowly.

After moving the things, Feng Weida asked He Xiuli where she was going.

"Let's go to a bar!"

Leping Town has only two or three small bars, with a distinctly rustic decor and playing country disco music, but that doesn't stop young people from seeking sensory stimulation. When He Xiuli was younger, she always found bars noisy and chaotic, but now, the deafening music sounds like a mosquito's buzz, and the young people dancing around her are like air—omnipresent yet transparent, just invisible. Seven years of marriage have come to an end, and even with her composure, she can't help but sigh with regret. He Yong never had high hopes for this marriage from the start; she had overcome all obstacles and insisted on marrying him, and what had she gotten in return?

"Have a drink with me."

He Xiuli ordered the strongest liquor in the bar. After downing a mouthful of vodka, her heart felt like it was on fire.

"Mr. He, I can't drink alcohol."

Feng Weida still clearly remembers the huge mess he made after drinking too much last time, and he doesn't want to lose He Xiuli a second time!

"Then drink some water!"

He Xiuli raised a full glass of vodka and clinked glasses with Feng Weida.

Feng Weida had only ever seen this kind of reckless drinking before when he went to his hometown in the countryside. He basically didn't eat anything, just one cup after another. It has to be said that there are indeed masters among ordinary people. Some people can drink like this without getting drunk, but He Xiuli is different. She is someone who doesn't drink at all. Suddenly drinking several cups of strong liquor on an empty stomach, she basically has no intention of walking out the door sober.