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

Wen Ruan paused for a moment while holding her phone, then quickly tapped the screen.

The wording of major national news is rigorous and restrained. It states that at the signing ceremony of economic cooperation agreements between the two countries, journalist representative Jiang Wanxing caused an instant stalemate due to inappropriate wording in her question, almost resulting in a diplomatic incident.

Fortunately, Jiang Yubai arrived in time and, with composure and humility, mediated and redefined the situation, thus stabilizing the situation and successfully signing the contract.

Jiang Wanxing has several years of overseas experience and is a senior journalist. How could she make such a basic mistake?

As a translator, Wen Ruan instinctively felt disgusted by this unprofessional behavior. She scrolled down and saw the accompanying photos.

Inside the solemnly decorated embassy auditorium, Jiang Yubai and Jiang Wanxing stood side by side, his profile gentle and handsome, seemingly talking to her.

Despite it being a high-profile diplomatic occasion, and despite the official media reports being the most serious and formal, without a trace of ambiguity, the two seemed to have their own private world, where no one else could intrude, creating an atmosphere of intimacy.

Sure enough, the comments section went off-topic as well.

[Director Jiang's eyes are so gentle, I'm shipping this couple!]

[Jiang Wanxing is beautiful and outstanding, and she's pampered by a god like Jiang Yubai. What kind of Mary Sue novel plot is this!]

[Have you run out of your sex-obsessed mindset upstairs? Jiang Wanxing making such a basic mistake is considered excellent? Besides, Director Jiang's resume shows she's married. Stop spreading rumors!]

I have connections in that circle, and I've heard that the two of them are really having an affair. Maybe Director Jiang's secret wife is Reporter Jiang!

Wen Ruan's gaze lingered on this comment for a moment, then she didn't look any further.

She knew very well that if someone else had made the mistake today, Jiang Yubai would have given them the most severe punishment after saving the day: suspension, investigation, and never being hired again.

Absolutely not. He would look at the other person with that gentle, profound gaze seen in the photo, while subtly shielding them from the cameras of dozens of foreign media outlets.

That's right, that's Jiang Wanxing, someone he's kept in his heart for over a decade. How can anyone else compare?

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, suppressing the indescribable bitterness in her heart. Just as she was about to get up and get ready, her phone vibrated again.

The three words "Wen Shaokang" flashing on the screen felt like needles pricking her nerves.

Without much hesitation, Wen Ruan quickly hung up the phone.

But the next second, the other party called again.

Even though Wen Ruan hung up on him again and again, the phone kept ringing, forcing her to answer it.

"Ruan Ruan, are you up yet? Why didn't you answer Daddy's call?"

The old man, nearing sixty, spoke in a voice as sweet and sticky as melted sugar, making Wen Ruan's stomach churn.

"Dad saw the news, and he's really protecting that reporter. Could it be that the rumors in the industry are true, that he's with another woman...?"

"What are you trying to say?"

Wen Ruan clenched her fists tightly, her voice cold. Wen Shaokang on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Look at you, how can you talk to your father like that? I just feel sorry for you. You said you wanted to marry Jiang Yubai, and I thought he was so good to you. Sigh, my Ruan Ruan has suffered."

His voice was filled with barely concealed excitement, clinging to me like a venomous snake.

"How about your father brings you back? Although the Wen family isn't as powerful as the Jiang family, they're not easy to bully. Besides, Jiang Yubai was in the wrong first, so how could he possibly allow you to go back to your parents' home?"

"Ruan Ruan, Daddy misses you. I even picked out some pajamas for you myself. Want me to send them to you now?"

"Why aren't you saying anything? Ruan Ruan is still so naughty..."

Wen Ruan turned off the phone decisively, completely shutting out the disgusting sound, but her head was still buzzing.

Clearly, Wen Shaokang felt that Jiang Yubai had another woman and would no longer care about him, so he recklessly revealed his ugliest side.

Many things that had been deliberately forgotten were awakened like a nightmare by this phone call. Wen Ruan bent over and gagged twice, taking deep breaths, her reddened eyes without a single tear.

She is no longer that weak and easily bullied little girl who even wore jeans to take a bath.

She is a capable and successful adult who can live a good life even after divorcing Jiang Yubai.

No matter what, she will never set foot in the Wen family again.

With this in mind, Wen Ruan composed herself, quickly tidied herself up, and hurried out the door.

She has important work to do today; a Fortune 50 multinational company specifically requested her to be their translator for negotiations. She doesn't have time to waste here being disgusting.

Wen Ruan never expected that she would see a familiar person as soon as she entered the conference room.

Her ex-fiancé, Ji Shiyan, was sitting at the negotiating table. His black suit accentuated his deep and fierce features, and his slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were filled with undisguised contempt the moment he saw her.

Wen Ruan sat down without showing any emotion, and sighed inwardly.

In the past, in order to get rid of Wen Shaokang, she tried her best to make a good impression when the Ji family wanted to arrange a marriage, and she managed to persuade Old Master Ji to personally approve the marriage agreement.

Afterwards, she went to great lengths to lower her stance and fawn over him without any bottom line, all in order to persuade Ji Shiyan to marry her as soon as possible and take her away from the Wen family.

Unfortunately, the proud young master Ji didn't fall for it; the more she tried to win him over, the more annoyed he became.

Coupled with Wen Shaokang's instigation and slander, Ji Shiyan loathed her to the extreme and publicly broke off the engagement at the banquet where the two families had agreed to announce their marriage.

Overnight, Wen Ruan went from being the prospective young mistress of the Ji family to the biggest laughing stock in the industry, and she could no longer find a second man willing to marry her.

Although the matter was eventually dropped because of her marriage to Jiang Yubai, no one dared to discuss the past of the director's wife, and she and Ji Shiyan did not see each other for three whole years.

But seeing Ji Shiyan's eyes at this moment, Wen Ruan knew that in his heart, she was still that wicked woman with ill intentions who was relentlessly pursuing him.

Whatever, let him think what he wants. I'm just here to work anyway.

Wen Ruan withdrew her gaze and focused intently on the translation.

She was highly professional, translating flawlessly and accurately during a four-hour negotiation. After it ended, she packed her things and was about to leave when Ji Shiyan called her back.

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

Ji Shiyan stood a few meters away from her by the window, his hands in his pockets, his brows furrowed.

"You deliberately squeezed into today's work session, didn't you? What tricks are you trying to pull now?"

"It was your partner who specifically requested me; it has nothing to do with you."

"Wen Ruan, do you think I'm a fool?"

Ji Shiyan strode up to Wen Ruan, looking down at her with an arrogant gaze.

"I'm warning you, now that you're married, you should behave yourself and not cross the line, and don't have any ulterior motives. Doing this will only make me hate you more."

"..."

Wen Ruan looked up at him, utterly speechless.

But the other party seemed to take her silence as guilt, and their tone became increasingly harsh.

"Your biggest problem is your evil heart; you're wicked to the core. At such a young age, you heartlessly abandoned your own brother and have no gratitude towards the parents who adopted you. To have someone like you like just makes me sick! If you don't turn back now, one day..."

"Ji Shiyan".

Wen Ruan interrupted him coldly, her tone revealing exhaustion.

"Are you finished speaking?"