She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Shao Yan waited for more than ten minutes in the cold wind before Qu You's Audi pulled up on the side of the road.

"God, Huo Xiao didn't take you home?"

Qu You assumed that the lawyer Huo had taken a liking to Shao Yan. As a man, it's basic courtesy to take a woman home.

Shao Yan sneezed while sitting in the back seat, and even with the heater on full blast, Qu You couldn't help but shiver all over.

"Don't do that kind of thing again."

It's impossible for her to sleep with Huo Xiao.

The man knew perfectly well that he was married and that his niece was her husband's mistress.

How could he do this to himself? What kind of vulgar taste is this?

No wonder people always say that the richer people are, the more perverted they become; Huo Xiao is probably one of them.

"That's impossible. You're so beautiful, Huo Xiao wouldn't pass up a prize that's practically in his mouth."

To prevent Qu You from betraying her again, Shao Yan gritted her teeth and said, "I'm married. I'm a married woman."

Qu You almost ran a red light without paying attention. When she stopped, her neck was almost turned 180 degrees to look at Shao Yan.

"Holy crap, why didn't you say so earlier? Huo Xiao has great taste, married women are wonderful."

Shao Yan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Was Qu You even listening to her?

She simply told Qu You everything about Meng Yu and Pei Rongrong's messy affair, and to her surprise, Qu You became even more excited.

"Then what are you hesitating for? That scumbag cheated on you with his niece. Why don't you just seduce Huo Xiao and marry him as his ex-husband's aunt? When you get married, he can serve you tea. Whether he gives you a red envelope or two big purses is all up to you."

Seeing that Qu You's words were getting more and more outrageous, Shao Yan simply shut up.

Shao Yan caught a cold as soon as she got home, but luckily Wu Ma took care of her.

Perhaps because she had been exposed to the cold wind for too long, she went straight to the hospital for an IV drip the next day.

She ran into Huo Xiao in the hospital corridor.

Standing next to the man was a woman with an exceptionally graceful figure. The woman looked haggard and held a medical record in her hand.

A nurse passing by whispered something in her ear.

"I can't believe such a handsome man is such a scumbag. That woman has had eight abortions."

As Shao Yan sat in her wheelchair, the increasing pressure she unconsciously exerted revealed her complex emotions.

So, Huo Xiao is this kind of person.

Shao Yan tried to go around to the hall from the other side, but Huo Xiao happened to see her.

He leaned against the wall, his gaze falling on the new needle marks on the back of Shao Yan's hand. His eyes darkened slightly, and he spoke softly.

"Miss Shao is truly—fickle!"

Huo Xiao's slightly upturned lips seemed to mock her clumsy acting in front of him.

Shao Yan's face paled slightly, but out of politeness, she still decided to greet him.

"Huo—"

Before he could even utter the word "lawyer," the woman beside Huo Xiao returned.

"Attorney Huo, is this evidence sufficient?"

Shao Yan looked up, and Huo Xiao nodded to her: "Goodbye, Miss Shao."

Then he followed the woman and left.

Shao Yan was stunned for a long time, then inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Is that woman Huo Xiao's client?

She snapped out of her reverie and couldn't help but frown.

What business is it of hers which woman Huo Xiao is with?

The cold she caught yesterday made her feel very uncomfortable.

After moving out of the villa she shared with Meng Yu, he never contacted her again.

It's likely that Meng Yu is currently deeply in love with his girlfriend and is completely unaware that she's gone.

Shao Yan mocked herself, saying that although it was a marriage between two people, she had only moved herself all these years.

Before, the thought of Meng Yu would bring tears to her eyes, but now only a trace of hatred remains.

As Shao Yan was about to leave the hospital, she accidentally bumped into Meng Yu, who was walking towards her, at the entrance.

The man was dressed in a classic black suit and was tall and slender. He was accompanied by a doctor who looked like an expert.

Shao Yan briefly met Meng Yu, but she focused solely on pushing her wheelchair forward and had no intention of acknowledging him.

"Shao Yan, you're here just in time. I have something to tell you."

For the first time, Meng Yu noticed her.

Shao Yan didn't think the hospital was a good place to chat.

Meng Yu refused to let her go.

"I hope you can help me persuade Rongrong about the surrogacy thing we talked about last time."

"???"

Meng Yu looked down at her, his expression showing no remorse towards Shao Yan, but rather as if he were bestowing a favor.

"You know Rongrong's family situation. I'm afraid she might not agree if I tell her, but I can't bear to see her suffer. Childbirth is very painful. She's a pampered young lady who pays attention to her figure and appearance. What I mean is, it would be more effective if you came with me to persuade her."

Shao Yan wanted to slap Meng Yu a few times for the first time, but found that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, I can't fulfill this request. You two should resolve your own issues."

Meng Yu blocked Shao Yan's path, and the look in his eyes softened a bit when he asked her for a favor.

"I'm discussing this with you. Rongrong is still young and doesn't understand things, unlike you, who is thoughtful and intelligent. If you appeal to her emotions and reason with her, she will listen. I'll come back to persuade her then. She loves me very much and is willing to do anything for me."

Shao Yan's eyes and brows were filled with sarcasm.

"Didn't President Meng say I was shrewd and calculating? How come I'm being so far-sighted now? You can discuss the surrogacy matter before you come back."

Shao Yan's wheelchair ran directly over Meng Yu's foot; if he hadn't dodged quickly, it would probably be swollen.

Watching Shao Yan's departing figure, Meng Yu's eyes were so gloomy they looked like he wanted to kill someone.

This woman is becoming less and less like herself. Meng Yu doesn't know where things went wrong, but he believes that Shao Yan loves him.

Even when she says she wants a divorce, it's just to get his attention.

He needs her belly to help him and Pei Rongrong have a son.

The Pei family will be one of the Meng family's strongest business partners in the future.

Shao Yan got into the car, and Meng Yu's call came in.

She didn't answer, but finally Meng Yu sent her a message.

"You want a divorce, that's your condition, Shao Yan, don't be stubborn. This is the only thing I can promise you and do for you. The Meng family has never mistreated you over the years, shouldn't you repay us?"

Shao Yan stared at the text message on her phone until her eyes ached before turning off the screen.

How to repay the Meng family?

She thought it was the funniest joke she had heard all year.

She tossed her phone aside, too lazy to bother with it anymore. She didn't even look at what Meng Yu sent her afterward.

That evening, I received an email from Fit in my inbox, informing me that there would be an online interview.

Shao Yan thought that the other side probably didn't trust her, after all, she had rejected Honda Fit many times before.

It's understandable that people might have some doubts when they suddenly receive her offer of surrender.

If Fit knew that she had been helping the Meng Group compete with Fit, he probably wouldn't accept her at all.

She didn't go to the company the next day.

In the study, Shao Yan, with her makeup restored, sat in front of the computer, preparing for her job interview.

I thought it was a video call, but it turned out to be an audio message.

"Miss Shao Yan?"

The deep, magnetic voice startled Shao Yan slightly.

She had always assumed that the Fit's top management was at least a middle-aged man in his fifties, but this voice didn't seem to fit that description.

"Yes."

"I've reviewed your resume and portfolio. Three years ago, we had a headhunting firm contact you multiple times, but the response was always a rejection. Why are you proactively seeking to join us this time?"