After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

Zhou Zean stood at the edge of the dance floor, silently watching a couple not far away, who were talking about something.

The lenses were backlit, so no one could see the pair of dark eyes behind them.

After a while, Jian Ailing turned her gaze over. She lifted her skirt and walked quickly toward Zhou Ze'an.

"Ailing..."

"Brother Ze'an..."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

"I'm sorry," Jane said apologetically, looking at him. "I have to go back now."

Zhou Zean looked towards the dance floor, only to find that the tall, elegant figure had already disappeared into the swaying of the dancers.

"Yu Yunting...he didn't bully you, did he?" Zhou Ze'an frowned. "If you..."

"No." Jane shook her head, then gave an unnatural smile. "I'm leaving now, see you next time."

Watching her departing figure, Zhou Zean's lips still maintained that gentle curve, but the expression in his eyes gradually turned cold.

The fingers gripping the wine glass slowly tightened, the knuckles turning bluish-white.

The wine in the glass began to swirl gently.

Three years ago, the girl who broke down in tears during the upheaval and refused to marry into the Yu family was still so vividly etched in his memory.

Three years later, she was already taking the initiative to approach that man.

But now that things have come to this, what has he to complain about?

Wasn't it he who gave her to Yu Yunting back then?

It's all his own fault.

With a "bang," the wine glass fell onto the cold floor and shattered.

-

Jane walked out of the hotel and got into the black Bentley parked by the roadside.

Driver Xiaolin started the car and slowly drove away from the hotel.

Now that we've already talked things out, let's just get straight to the point and make it clear.

"What I just said...why don't you want to reconsider?" Jane Ailing's voice was firmer than before, a change from her previous timidity.

The person beside her didn't respond, so Jane couldn't help but turn her head to look at him.

Yu Yunting lowered his eyes, his slender fingers swiping across the phone screen.

He was probably looking at the messages she sent him.

He must have set himself to Do Not Disturb or something, otherwise why would he only reply to one or two out of ten messages she sent him, and even then, only after half a day?

After I went on a business trip, it got even more outrageous; I completely stopped reading any messages she sent.

If you really need to contact him urgently, it's better to go to his secretary.

After that, Jane Ailing almost never texted him again. They hadn't been in contact for a week before she sent that divorce message.

Actually, they didn't have much to talk about. The so-called marital relationship was something only she tried to maintain.

She's tired now and doesn't want to be a clown anymore.

It's better that it's over.

"So you're getting a divorce so you can rekindle your romance with your first love? Trying to mend a broken mirror?" Yu Yunting said with a half-smile. "Don't forget, your family sold you to me for 20 billion."

Jane clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Every time this topic comes up, she feels a sharp pain in her heart.

"I'm sorry." She bit her lip and took a deep breath. "I apologize on their behalf."

Yu Yunting seemed to have heard a joke and let out a short, cold laugh.

The car slowly pulled into the garage and came to a stop. Sensing something was wrong, Xiaolin got out of the car first.

"I don't want anything. I'll return the jewelry and car you gave me."

"If you don't want it, just burn it." Yu Yunting got out of the car without looking back.

Jane Ailing got out of the car from the other side and followed Yu Yunting into the mansion.

He hurried upstairs to the second floor, and Jane Ailing steeled her heart and went straight into his room.

Having already said all that, all she wanted was his answer.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut. Yu Yunting suddenly moved closer, pinning Jian Ailing against the door, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"Jane Ailing, you're dreaming." Yu Yunting pinched her chin, his eyes full of mockery. "You drugged and schemed against me when you needed money. Now that everything's settled, you want to get back together with your first love?"

"I didn't!" Jane Ailing opened her eyes wide and met his gaze. The alcohol had given her cheeks a light blush, like a freshly ripened peach.

Her alluring red lips gleamed moistly under the light. Her large eyes held both resentment and anger.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his gaze toward her gradually turned dangerous.

"It has nothing to do with anyone else, I just want a divorce," Jian Ailing stubbornly insisted.

"Do you still remember how your family begged and pleaded with you to marry me?" Yu Yunting lowered his head, his magnetic voice ringing in her ear, deep and alluring, yet also laced with a threat. "This is the first time I've ever seen such despicable tactics."

Of course she remembered; everything from the past was still vivid in her mind.

"Do you think this is a place you can come and go as you please?"

Yu Yunting looked at the thin straps of her dress and the exposed fair skin, which seemed to have a faint pinkish hue under the yellow light.

Jane could feel the hand on her back getting warmer.

With a "rip," the hand forcefully pulled open the zipper of the skirt.

The zipper had a problem, but he was so strong that he seemed to have broken it.

"What are you doing?" Jane struggled and pushed him away forcefully. "I'm talking to you about something important..."

"You're getting bolder and bolder." Yu Yunting's hands didn't stop moving.

Jane was picked up by him and then fell onto the bed.

"Did you even hear what I was saying?" Jane tried to push the person off her, but he grabbed both of her wrists with one hand.

She twisted her body with all her might, but her petite frame was no match for that tall figure, and even her struggles became pale and powerless.

"I heard you." Yu Yunting stopped what he was doing. "Then did you hear what I said?"

He had already answered her question, but she didn't want to give up.

"Isn't there any room for further discussion?"

Jane Ailing's eyes were misty with tears, and her aggrieved gaze, coupled with her blushing cheeks, made her look incredibly charming.

Yu Yunting's expression softened, and his slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Their cheeks were very close, and Jane could feel his breath on her face, which was slightly warm.

"Actually, I received a message..."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a sharp phone ring suddenly came from her bag, which was placed beside her bed.

The ringtone kept echoing in the room. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jian Ailing broke free from Yu Yunting's embrace, opened her bag, and took out her phone.

Jane was stunned when she saw the incoming call notification.

It was Zhou Ze'an calling.