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

Wen Ruan pursed her lips slightly and briefly explained how she discovered it.

Shen Yicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice, "What do you plan to do?"

"I don't want to call the police yet. When I questioned her before, her reaction was a bit strange. I think we should let things play out for the long term... Besides, if we call the police now, the reputation of the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation will also be affected."

After all, the translators from the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation installed this kind of thing in such an important setting as the forum.

If this becomes known to the outside world, it will have a significant impact.

Shen Yicheng's gaze was serious: "Okay, I'll coordinate things with the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation. You don't need to alert them. I'll have someone investigate the security procedures privately."

"Yes, thank you, Director Shen."

"Be careful. I remember she's a recent college graduate. If she dares to do something like this, someone must be behind her."

"Yes."

The next afternoon, Wen Ruan had just finished a foreign affairs meeting and was preparing to return to the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation.

She felt dizzy and, out of the corner of her eye, spotted a chain coffee shop she liked on the side of the road. She pushed open the door and went in, intending to buy an Americano to perk herself up.

As soon as Wen Ruan pushed open the door and looked up, she immediately regretted it and wished she could go back a minute.

Ji Shiyan stood in front of the bar, holding a freshly made latte in his hand, while the staff packed a cake for him.

Just then, he turned his head and looked over, and the two of them made eye contact.

Wen Ruan was caught in a dilemma.

Ji Shiyan frowned slightly, glanced at her from head to toe, and said impatiently, "Why are you everywhere?"

Wen Ruan hadn't expected to run into him here, and after a moment of surprise, she calmed down.

What right does she have to hide?

She simply walked to the bar and ordered an Americano from the barista before casually saying, "This shop isn't owned by Mr. Ji, so Mr. Ji is meddling too much."

Ji Shiyan was momentarily speechless, and his fingers tightened around the coffee cup.

He narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You've certainly grown bolder."

The staff quickly prepared the cake and iced Americano.

Wen Ruan picked up her iced Americano and was about to leave when Ji Shiyan blocked her way. "Wait, I have something to ask you."

"What did you say?"

Ji Shiyan slightly raised his chin, gesturing towards the corner, "Do you want me to say it here?"

Wen Ruan glanced at the time; there was still nearly an hour before the next meeting, so she turned and walked away.

"President Ji, please speak frankly," Wen Ruan said without any politeness.

Ji Shiyan sat down opposite her, placed his coffee cup on the table, and asked in a probing tone, "The way you acted in front of me before... was it all an act?"

Wen Ruan picked up her Americano, took a sip, and felt the bitterness spread on her tongue. She looked up and said, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

In order to escape the Wen family, she pretended to be obedient and compliant in front of Ji Shiyan.

who knows……

Ji Shiyan's lips curled into a cold smile: "You used to act like a rabbit in front of me, but now that you've married Jiang Yubai, you've shown your claws? Your true nature has been revealed?"

Ji Shiyan's eyes were full of sarcasm. "Wen Ruan, you're quite good at picking people to serve."

Wen Ruan remained calm. "I was pretending in front of you because I wanted to marry you back then. But we've already broken off the engagement, so there's no need for me to pretend anymore."

Upon hearing her words, Ji Shiyan's emotions surged, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

In the past, Wen Ruan would always speak softly and gently in front of him, and she would not dare to look him in the eye.

He had his doubts about what the Wen family said, but... he couldn't accept a woman who was fickle and scheming...

But now that Wen Ruan has revealed her true colors, he feels surprised and uncomfortable.

Ji Shiyan's tone was barbed: "So you're this arrogant to everyone now? You change your mind faster than flipping through a book."

Wen Ruan's eyes flickered slightly. "If President Ji has nothing else, I'll be leaving now. I have another meeting later."

Ji Shiyan scoffed, "Jiang Yubai is quite lucky to have married someone as good at pretending as you."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left the coffee shop.

Wen Ruan felt that, both in the past and now, she could never figure out what Ji Shiyan was thinking.

She called me over just to say these pointless things?

And he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Wen Ruan thought for a moment and realized that Ji Shiyan and she had nothing to do with each other anymore, so why should she care?

The next morning, as soon as Wen Ruan arrived at the office, He Huahua rushed towards her, "Ruan Ruan! Have you seen the trending topics? Director Shen wants to see you in his office."

"What trending topic?" Wen Ruan was dumbfounded.

"You didn't know?" He Huahua was surprised, and the next moment she held up her phone in front of her.

[The wife of Director Jiang was caught on camera having a secret rendezvous with her ex-fiancé at a coffee shop, with intimate and passionate kissing scenes exposed]

The headline on the screen caught my eye.

The accompanying photo showed her and Ji Shiyan together at the coffee shop yesterday. The photo looked very intimate, as if they were passionately kissing.

Wen Ruan: "???"

"Send me the link." Wen Ruan frowned, guessing that the image had probably been photoshopped.

Although she met with Ji Shiyan yesterday, they were separated by a table, so how could the scene in the photo have happened?

He Huahua immediately sent it to her, and Wen Ruan put down her bag and went to Shen Yicheng's office.

The corridor was quiet; most of my colleagues were at their desks handling their morning tasks.

When she arrived at the office, she knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The computer screen in front of Shen Yicheng was displaying the trending topics page.

He glanced at her, his tone direct, "I saw the trending topic. We've already started suppressing it, but it's spreading faster than expected. The source hasn't been completely cut off yet..."

"I'm having someone investigate the source. Do you have any leads?"

Wen Ruan spoke frankly, "I did run into Ji Shiyan at the coffee shop yesterday, but that's a place I frequent, so it was just a coincidence that he was there too."

She clicked on the link, zoomed in on the photo, and pushed her phone towards it. "Look at this angle," she said, "it's impossible for two people sitting face-to-face in a coffee shop to take a picture like this."

"The photo has been edited; at least half of the table in the middle has been cropped out..."

Shen Yicheng took the phone, examined it carefully for a couple of seconds, his brows furrowing slightly. He then handed the phone back to her: "There is indeed a problem; the lighting and shadow transitions are unnatural..."

"I'll have someone investigate this. If the photo is a composite, that makes things easy. We can get the original image back and clear your name. Besides, there should be cameras in the coffee shop too."

Shen Yicheng carefully chose his words: "But right now, public opinion is in the spotlight, and there are probably many reporters waiting outside the Graduate School of Translation and Interpretation. It's not suitable for you to stay in the school today. Go back and rest for a couple of days, and come back when things have calmed down."

Wen Ruan had anticipated this arrangement and wasn't surprised. She nodded in agreement, "I understand."

Shen Yicheng: "Don't worry about work. I'll temporarily hand over those projects you're working on to someone else. Keep your phone on, and I'll contact you as soon as there's any progress."