Boyfriend's passive-aggressive behavior, she turns the tables and makes him her backup option.

Strangely, Xie Jingyao didn't seem to be in a hurry to deal with the rear-end collision; he took out his phone and looked at it.

Then he said to Si Nian, "Go back to the orchestra and practice your instrument. Message me when you're done."

"Then what about you..." Si Nian hesitated for a moment.

Ultimately, it was because I was dropping her off at the orchestra that we got rear-ended.

She couldn't just leave as if nothing had happened.

But before she could finish speaking, Xie Jingyao interrupted her.

"It's okay, don't worry about it, it was someone we know who hit him."

Although Si Nian felt slightly strange, she didn't press Xie Jingyao for details since he didn't seem inclined to say more.

She and Xie Jingyao got out of the car one after the other. She walked towards the orchestra building, while Xie Jingyao went to the Porsche.

Si Nian turned around and glanced back.

I saw a tall woman wearing a tight-fitting bodycon dress get out of the Porsche.

The woman and Si Nian locked eyes, and her expression changed drastically.

Si Nian was a little confused, as she couldn't find any record of this woman in her memory.

They shouldn't know each other, and I don't know why the other person looked so shocked when they saw her.

When Si Nian arrived at the orchestra.

Zheng Ruochun told her that Chen Bitong and Lin Tinghan were also there.

Chen Bitong caused a scene in the leader's office, not by throwing a tantrum, but by crying her eyes out, asking what she had done wrong to give up her spot to Si Nian.

Zheng Ruochun mimicked Chen Bitong's words, secretly rolling her eyes and speaking without any politeness.

"I explained everything clearly to that woman. It was based on her own situation and professional level that I decided to put her on the bench. But she just wouldn't believe it and even called President Lin over to back her up."

Si Nian never expected that Chen Bitong was now thinking of replacing her.

"Niannian, what's going on between you and President Lin? Weren't you about to get married? Why is President Lin always showing up with that woman now, and even trying to pressure the orchestra to arrange for Chen Bitong to compete? You have to keep an eye on him."

When Si Nian and Lin Tinghan set their wedding date, Lin Tinghan even came to the orchestra to hand out wedding candy.

Therefore, many people know about his relationship with Si Nian.

Now Chen Bitong is openly relying on Lin Tinghan for support.

This is undoubtedly a provocation and a declaration of sovereignty.

Si Nian wasn't angry that Lin Tinghan stood up for Chen Bitong. She calmly said, "I'm divorced from him."

"Divorced?" Zheng Ruochun was briefly surprised.

Then he added, "No wonder he's so open about being with other women. You don't know how arrogant Chen Bitong is in front of everyone, but how pitiful she acts in front of President Lin. It's a shame she's not in the entertainment industry with that kind of acting skill."

Si Nian sneered; she had seen Chen Bitong's two faces long ago.

After Zheng Ruochun left, Si Nian went back to her rest room to get her piano, preparing to go to the front hall for rehearsal.

As soon as she took the violin out, there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

"Niannian, it's me."

Lin Tinghan's voice came from outside the door. Si Nian paused for a moment and subconsciously tugged at her collar.

When she came out in the afternoon, she deliberately wore a high-necked knitted short-sleeved top, which perfectly covered her collarbone.

But last night, Xie Jingyao, like a dog marking its territory, kissed her all over, leaving several marks on her neck.

Si Nian gathered her long hair, trying to cover her neck.

"Zheng Ruochun said you're in the lounge, and I happen to have something for you," Lin Tinghan's voice rang out again.

At his urging, Si Nian opened the door.

Lin Tinghan appeared before Si Nian, somewhat displeased: "Why did it take you so long to open the door?"

"I was cleaning the violin case, what's wrong?"

Lin Tinghan glanced at her and, seeing her exhausted face, couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Si Nian didn't sleep well at all. She tossed and turned until the early hours of the morning last night and was woken up again early this morning.

Although I took a nap all morning, I still feel a bit listless.

"I have some insomnia and go to bed quite late," Si Nian explained.

Lin Tinghan understood.

He spoke in a reassuring tone: "Don't overthink it. Our divorce is just a temporary measure. Would I lie to you? I promised Brother Huai that I would take care of you for the rest of my life, and I won't go back on my word."

Si Nian said in a calm voice, "I didn't think much of it. Not sleeping well has nothing to do with you."

Although Lin Tinghan heard Si Nian say this, he was already certain in his heart that Si Nian was having trouble sleeping because she was going to get a divorce certificate with him.

He looked as if he knew Si Nian inside and out.

Then, with a hint of self-satisfaction, he handed the item in his hand to Si Nian.

"Here you go. Don't throw a tantrum at me about this again."

"What's this?" Si Nian took the file bag that Lin Tinghan handed her.