The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Chen Zhi landed at Daxing Airport at 8:30 a.m.

He didn't even take his luggage; he took a taxi straight to the IAPM.

The torrential rain that caught him at Jiangcheng Airport last night had left his T-shirt wrinkled and clinging to his body, and the scrapes on his knees had scabbed over with dark red blood.

Floor 20, Deep Space Technology.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Chen Zhi ran out.

The atmosphere in the office was strange. Usually at this time, everyone would be slacking off at their desks while eating breakfast, but today everyone was whispering to each other.

Chen Zhi pushed open the door to the CFO's office.

It was clean and tidy inside.

There wasn't a single piece of paper left on the desk. The lucky cat figurine that usually sat next to the computer was also gone.

Dai Da Mai ran over from the other end of the corridor carrying a laptop, sporting huge dark circles under his eyes.

"Brother Zhi!"

Chen Zhi turned around.

Where is President Pei?

Dai Dama swallowed hard and handed over a folder.

"At seven o'clock in the morning, President Pei brought two people from the moving company and cleared out all her personal belongings from the office."

Chen Zhi opened the folder.

Above is a document outlining the transfer of financial authority, and also a share return agreement.

Pei Ningxue's name was already signed on it. The handwriting was very messy, and it tore the paper.

"What on earth is going on?" Dai Da's voice trembled. "The legal department doesn't dare to accept President Pei's equity return agreement. She's leaving with nothing! Our Series A valuation is 15 billion US dollars, and she's just giving up her 15% equity options like that?"

Chen Zhi threw the folder on the table.

"Let's put the agreement on hold for now."

"Brother Zhi, did you and President Pei have a fight? The way she looked this morning, nobody dared to go up to her and risk offending her."

Chen Zhi didn't answer, and turned to walk out.

"Keep an eye on the company for now; I probably won't be able to come for the next few days."

Chen Zhi went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Wanliu Academy.

He kept calling Pei Ningxue on the way.

"The number you dialed is currently switched off."

I called Lao Zhao, and he answered.

"Mr. Chen."

Where did she go?

"President Chen, President Pei instructed us not to disclose any of her schedules."

"Old Zhao, I'm begging you."

"Mr. Chen, please don't make things difficult for me. Ms. Pei is really angry this time. I've been with her for so long, and I've never seen her like this before."

The phone hangs up.

Wanliu Academy.

Chen Zhi pressed the fingerprint lock, and the door opened.

The password hasn't been changed, and the fingerprint hasn't been deleted, so there might still be hope.

He rushed into the living room.

Half of the cushions on the sofa were missing.

I ran up to the second floor and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

I went straight to the dressing room.

The area that used to be filled with all kinds of high-end luxury clothes is now just a few empty clothes racks.

The compartments below where you put bags are all empty.

Chen Zhi rushed into the bathroom.

The pink electric toothbrush was gone from the sink, as were her usual skincare products.

Only Chen Zhi's gray towel remained on the towel rack.

She didn't even leave behind a single face mask.

Last week, Pei Ningxue was standing here, brushing her teeth while kicking his shin and complaining that he had squeezed face wash everywhere.

Now you can't even find a single hair of hers here.

Chen Zhi withdrew and then rushed into the kitchen.

All the sticky notes she had used to write recipes on the double-door refrigerator had been torn off.

The little soup pot she used to clumsily cook noodles for him was still there, but all the bowls and plates she bought with cartoon patterns were gone.

Chen Zhi leaned against the kitchen door frame, panting heavily.

Pei Ningxue was determined to leave this time; she didn't even leave behind anything that he could use as an excuse to find her.

We can't just let it go like this.

Chen Zhi took out her phone and opened her contacts. She didn't even want the company shares anymore, and she had moved out of her house. Where else could she go?

Chen Zhi's thumb hovered over that name.

He pressed it.

It rang five times, then I answered.

"explain."

Pei Dongcheng's voice was chillingly cold.

"Uncle Pei, is Ningxue with you?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end.

"Chen Zhi, you should be glad my daughter didn't let me know what you did."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to answer this call right now."

"Uncle Pei—"

"You clean up your own mess, and don't call this number again."

It's over.

Chen Zhi gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He began to use every connection he had.

They checked flight records but found no record of Pei Ningxue purchasing a ticket.

The counselor at Peking University's Guanghua School of Management answered after three attempts and stammered for a long time before answering.

"Chen Zhi, regarding Pei Ningxue's matter... you should go to the Student Affairs Office."

Chen Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

Political Education Department.

Why go to the Political Education Office?

He took a taxi directly to Peking University.

Peking University campus.

Chen Zhi ran wildly through the campus, attracting the attention of passing students.

He was running so hard his lungs felt like they were going to explode, his mind filled with images of Pei Ningxue wanting to completely erase him from his life.

He ran to the administration building of Guanghua School of Management and stopped a student union member in the corridor.

Have you seen Pei Ningxue?

The clerk was stunned for a moment.

"Senior Pei? I think I saw her heading towards the registrar's office just now. She was pulling a silver suitcase today, looks like she's going on a long trip."

Chen Zhisong let go and ran towards the Academic Affairs Office.

The Academic Affairs Office is located at the far end of the third floor.

The door was ajar.

Chen Zhi slowed his pace and stood outside the door.

The voice of Teacher Zhang from the Academic Affairs Office came from inside.

"Pei, your decision is too sudden. Deep Space Technology is currently a star startup project that our school is focusing on supporting, and its Series A valuation has already exceeded 10 billion. As a core founder, shouldn't you reconsider going through the procedures for studying abroad?"

Chen Zhi's mind went blank.

Studying abroad?

Pei Ningxue's voice came out.

"I've made up my mind, teacher. Please stamp this for me, and don't say anything else."

"You're not even giving up your credits for the second semester? That's a direct withdrawal application to transfer to a school abroad, and the procedures are very complicated. The school you're going to in the UK is also a prestigious one, but with your current resume, staying in China is definitely a better option. You're the CFO of Deep Space Technology, and you're poised to ring the bell on Wall Street. It would be such a waste to give that up now."

"No pity, teacher, please stamp it."

Chen Zhi pushed open the door and went inside.

"Are you going to study abroad?" Chen Zhi stared at her.

Pei Ningxue turned her head.

She was wearing a plain white shirt today, her hair was casually tied back, and there was a silver suitcase next to her.

Pei Ningxue withdrew her gaze and continued to face Teacher Zhang.

"Teacher, let's continue."

"Pei Ningxue, look at me."

She finally turned her head and gave him a brief, indifferent glance.

"What's it to you?"

"Who are you to me?"

When those words struck, Chen Zhi felt as if someone had squeezed his chest.

Teacher Zhang glanced at Chen Zhi, then at Pei Ningxue, recognizing them as prominent figures in Peking University's entrepreneurial circle. He quickly collected his materials and stood up.

"Um, you two talk first, I'll go get a glass of water—"

The teacher slipped out, closing the door behind her.

There were only two people left in the room.

Pei Ningxue continued to sit, her back very straight, her hands folded on her knees.

Chen Zhi walked up to her and squatted down.

"Pei Ningxue, I am the one you want to spend your life with."

"Who agreed to that?"

Her tone was unusually calm.

"Chen Zhi, please don't be so arrogant."

"Ningxue, I was wrong." Chen Zhi reached out to take her hand, which was resting on her knee.

Pei Ningxue moved her chair back slightly to avoid the situation.

Chen Zhi reached out to take the file folder.

Pei Ningxue took a big step back, increasing the distance between the two.

"Don't call me Ningxue, we're not that close."

Chen Zhi's hand froze in mid-air.

"Pei Ningxue, I was a bastard last night. I accept the punishment. You can hit me or scold me, but don't joke about studying abroad."

"I'm not joking." Pei Ningxue put the document bag into her suitcase. "My formalities are complete. Deep Space Technology and you have nothing to do with me anymore."

Chen Zhi took a step forward and reached out to grab her wrist.

Pei Ningxue abruptly shook off his hand.

A look of disgust flashed across her face.

"Don't touch me."

These three words are even colder than the torrential rain in Jiangcheng last night.

It wasn't the sulking from previous arguments, nor the haughtiness of jealousy; it was the kind of annoyance that came from genuinely not wanting to get entangled anymore.

Chen Zhi took a step back and bumped his back against the windowsill.

The Political Education Department is located on the third floor of the administration building.

He leaned back against the windowsill and glanced out the window.

Downstairs is a lawn, and further away is a cobblestone path.

Third floor.

Not particularly high.

But it's not short either.

He shouldn't die.

Chen Zhi walked over and pulled open the window.

A hot summer breeze blew in, knocking several scraps of paper from the desk to the floor.

"What are you doing?" Pei Ningxue frowned.

Chen Zhi put one leg on the windowsill.

"Pei Ningxue, I was wrong, I'm not human. Please give me a chance."

Pei Ningxue stood still, not even lifting her eyelids.

"What trick are you trying to pull now?"

"If you don't forgive me, I'll jump and atone with my death." Chen Zhi straddled the other leg as well.

He was squatting on the windowsill, with half of his body sticking out.

If you let go, you'll fall straight down.

Pei Ningxue looked at him.

Her expression remained unchanged, and her tone was flat.

"Then jump."

Pei Ningxue turned around and walked towards the office door.

"What does your business have to do with me?"

She gripped the doorknob and pressed down.

The door lock clicked.

Chen Zhi watched her retreating figure.

Without hesitation, he let go and fell backward.

Jump down.

A feeling of weightlessness instantly enveloped my entire body.

The wind whistled in my ears.

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