Director Jiang, don't let the divorce get out of control.

"Does President Ji have a problem?" Wen Ruan asked calmly. "I have other things to attend to, so I won't keep you company any longer."

Her words were barbed and pointed, drawing clear lines, leaving Zha Diji Shiyan feeling very stifled.

"you……"

Wen Ruan didn't give Ji Shiyan a chance to continue making things difficult. She stepped aside and walked towards the consultation desk.

"Excuse me, where is the diplomatic conference room?"

After the staff responded politely, they swiped their cards and led Wen Ruan and Lin Xia into the elevator.

Lin Xia lowered her eyelashes, concealing the undercurrents in her eyes.

Watching Wen Ruan's disappearing figure, Ji Shiyan's face was dark and ugly, and his aura was extremely oppressive.

He suddenly felt that the gentle and meek Wen Ruan from before was still the most pleasing to the eye.

At least their words won't be so harsh.

On the fifth floor, at the end of the corridor, in front of the conference room door.

After thanking the staff member who had shown her the way, Wen Ruan knocked on the door and entered.

Su Ti, the accompanying translator for the indoor and outdoor delegation, stood up to greet her, "Ms. Wen, it's an honor to meet you. I'm Su Ti."

"Hello." Wen Ruan nodded.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two quickly got to work, checking the reception procedures for foreign guests and finalizing the translation details for the reception.

In the forty minutes, Wen Ruan was not only calm and composed, but also logically meticulous, leaving no room for criticism.

Suti couldn't help but look at her with new respect.

The meeting ended, and everyone left the room.

Lin Xia walked up to her side eagerly, "Senior, you were so steady just now, it was textbook perfect, I need to learn from you."

Faced with her praise, Wen Ruan remained unmoved. "Work a few more years, and you can do it too."

"I definitely need to learn a lot from you..." Lin Xia paused, then added, "Senior, President Ji is still there!"

Wen Ruan frowned almost imperceptibly and followed her gaze.

On the sofa in the rest area, Ji Shiyan was leisurely flipping through a financial magazine, his posture languid.

"Senior, he's waiting for you, isn't he?" Lin Xia's questioning tone actually conveyed a definite guess.

Suppressing her impatience, Wen Ruan pretended not to notice and said, "Let's go."

She really didn't want to argue with Ji Shiyan anymore.

Besides, there's a ticking time bomb by his side—Lin Xia.

"it is good."

She agreed verbally, but how could Lin Xia possibly miss such an opportunity?

She deliberately slowed her pace, making noise as if by accident, as if afraid the people on the sofa wouldn't see them.

really.

Hearing the noise, Ji Shiyan casually placed the magazine on the coffee table, strode towards Wen Ruan, and asked nonchalantly, "Finished work?"

Wen Ruan looked up, not expecting that Ji Shiyan was actually waiting for her.

"Is something wrong?" Her tone was clearly dismissive.

Ji Shiyan seemed oblivious to her resistance and said to himself, "I'm also about to go downstairs, let's go together."

Wen Ruan could neither agree nor refuse, and in the end, she could only acquiesce.

Lin Xia's cunning gaze quickly swept between Wen Ruan and Ji Shiyan, and she silently slowed her pace, falling behind the two of them.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened.

Wen Ruan went in first, followed closely by Ji Shiyan. He glanced at Lin Xia, who followed behind, but his eyes were devoid of warmth.

The atmosphere was somber in the enclosed space.

A few seconds later.

Ji Shiyan said indifferently, "I will also be present at the reception for foreign guests on Wednesday."

Wen Ruan was surprised and turned her head to look over.

"The Ji family has follow-up cooperation with that foreign party on that project." Ji Shiyan's words carried a warning from someone in a superior position: "Wen Ruan, mind your own business and stop creating those 'coincidences'."

Reading the sarcasm in his words, Wen Ruan almost laughed in anger.

Why is this person so presumptuous?

She actually thought she would be so foolish as to throw herself at him?

You're overthinking it.

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Ji. I hope you can do the same," she retorted coldly.

The elevator arrived at the first floor, and Wen Ruan stepped out first.

Ji Shiyan subconsciously reached out to grab her, but missed.

"My driver is outside, he can give you a ride." His eyes were dark and unfathomable.

Wen Ruan had no desire to have any further contact with him and refused without turning her head, saying, "No need."

Seeing her avoidance of him, Ji Shiyan stood in the elevator, a hint of melancholy in his eyes, and a crack appeared in the defenses he had built up in his heart.

Inside the taxi.

Lin Xia asked casually, "Senior, are you and President Ji very familiar with each other?"

Wen Ruan could easily see the probing look in her eyes. She turned to look out the window and said calmly, "We're just acquaintances."

"I see!" Lin Xia nodded obediently and shut her mouth, but a fleeting calculation and scheming were hidden in her big round eyes.

"If you're interested in him, you can pursue him without worry," Wen Ruan added abruptly.

"No, no," Lin Xia quickly denied.

Wen Ruan chuckled ambiguously and said nothing more.

The intense work over the past few days left Wen Ruan feeling a bit dizzy.

As soon as she got home from work, she collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted, and pulled out her phone to check it.

There was no new information; Jiang Yubai was probably busy with work.

She pursed her lips slightly, recalling Jiang Wanxing's voice on the phone that day, and a sense of dejection silently spread through her chest.

Jiang Yubai is coming back tomorrow, and Jiang Wanxing will be coming with him, right?

Wen Ruan closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down, but her phone rang.

The caller ID displayed Zhao Xiuyun's name, and she hesitated whether to answer.

After all, the owner of the name almost never calls first.

The last time, it was that disgusting person who harassed her by phone in her name.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Ruan decided to answer the call.

"Feed... Mom."

"It's your dad's birthday, so don't come back." Zhao Xiuyun got straight to the point, her voice carrying an unyielding force.

Wen Ruan's fingers tightened around her phone. "Okay, how have you been lately?"

She knew that Zhao Xiuyun disliked her, but she still couldn't help but care about her.

"I don't need your concern." Zhao Xiuyun's voice was icy. "By the way, didn't Bowen come to see you a couple of days ago?"

Wen Ruan recalled what happened on the street that day, "Hmm."

"You don't need to pay any attention to him anymore."

The implicit protection in those words made Wen Ruan feel both bitter and astringent, as if something was stuck in her throat.

Before she could speak, Zhao Xiuyun's even colder and more resolute words came again.

"Nothing else happens. Don't go back to the Wen family, and don't call me. I won't call you again after today."

"Okay." Wen Ruan's nose tingled and her voice was hoarse.

After saying that, Zhao Xiuyun ended the call.

Wen Ruan threw her phone on the table, and her eyes reddened the moment she closed them.

When Zhao Xiuyun discovered Wen Shaokang's actions towards her, she hated and resented her, and even abandoned her in a suburban villa and ignored her completely.

After she married Jiang Yubai, Zhao Xiuyun almost never contacted her again.

She knew she hated her.

But we also know that this might be a form of protection.

A tear rolled down Wen Ruan's cheek and silently flowed into her temple.

Wednesday arrived in the blink of an eye. Wen Ruan, always conscientious and dedicated, arrived forty minutes early and made thorough preparations.

Lin Xia came in and handed over a bottle of water, greeting him with a smile, "Senior, you're sure to shine today."

The sweet words that came out of her mouth seemed to come free of charge, but Wen Ruan always vaguely felt that they contained a hint of flattery to kill.

"Thank you." Wen Ruan took the water but didn't turn it on.

"By the way, senior, President Ji also arrived early."