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

"It's not over yet."

Ji Shiyan probably didn't expect that he would dare to respond to him in this way, and his brows furrowed even more.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You went to cling to Jiang Yubai right after I broke off the engagement, and now that he's with Jiang Wanxing, you shamelessly come to me, trying to find a way out for yourself. Wen Ruan, don't you think you're making a fool of yourself?"

His expression was stern, and his tone was one of deep sorrow. Wen Ruan took a deep breath, almost laughing in exasperation.

She wouldn't explain to Ji Shiyan, because her experience three years ago told her that not only would he not believe her, but he would also launch into an even longer lecture.

She had no desire to waste any more time with him here.

"You're right, Ji Shiyan, I came here on purpose to see you."

Wen Ruan suddenly spoke, her gaze towards the man softened with a tender smile.

"Because I really love you, I'm almost going crazy with love. Even when I'm sleeping in the same bed as Jiang Yubai, I'm still thinking about you. So, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Ji Shiyan was stunned for a moment by her words, and his face immediately darkened.

"Shut up!"

He glared at Wen Ruan's ambiguous smile, practically seething with anger.

This woman is shameless; she dares to say such things in front of me even though we're married.

Moreover, he said it without batting an eye, and with a straight face!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His expression shifted from astonishment to anger, then to a strange mix of emotions. He wanted to yell at her, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Sure enough, this was the most effective way to shut Ji Shiyan up.

Wen Ruan curled her lips and, taking advantage of his momentary daze, quickly walked to the door. As soon as she opened the door, a staff member's voice came from the corridor.

"Director Jiang, what are you doing here?"

Wen Ruan froze, her gaze sweeping across the corridor to meet that familiar figure, her mind buzzing.

Jiang Yubai stood less than ten meters away from the conference room, his Chinese-style suit making him look as upright and handsome as a bamboo.

The gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses was calm and indifferent, but the moment he saw Wen Ruan, it softened with a gentle indifference, as if nothing had happened.

"Finished work? Let's go."

Did he... not hear anything?

Wen Ruan was skeptical, but seeing Jiang Yubai's calm expression, she secretly clenched her fist.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but an angry voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"Director Jiang, you've come at the right time. Did you hear what Wen Ruan said just now?"

Ji Shiyan strode forward, his face filled with righteous indignation.

"She's married to you, but she still clings to me. Just now, she even had the audacity to say she loves me and thinks about me even when she's with you. I, as a man, can't stand hearing things like that, how could she say such a thing!"

Alright, Jiang Yubai must have heard it now.

Wen Ruan closed her eyes, turned her face away from Jiang Yubai's expression, and only heard Ji Shiyan talking more and more enthusiastically, his tone full of contempt.

"Director Jiang, although our relationship is brief, I cannot tolerate the Jiang family's reputation being tarnished by someone like Wen Ruan. She is vicious and unscrupulous. I suggest you divorce her as soon as possible, so as not to let her become a political stain on your reputation in the future..."

"President Ji."

Jiang Yubai suddenly spoke, his face expressionless.

"I don't know what I did wrong to give you the wrong impression that you could insult my wife so freely in front of me?"

"I'm standing up for you..."

"unnecessary."

Jiang Yubai interrupted in a low voice, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses dark and cold, devoid of any emotion.

"Last month, the Ji Group's cross-border project failed to pass the approval process. It turns out that President Ji's ambitions lie elsewhere; he was only concerned with other people's domestic affairs."

"Jiang Yubai!"

Ji Shiyan was used to being arrogant, and he couldn't stand being ridiculed like that. His face darkened.

"I'm just trying to be helpful by reminding you, a politician like you, has married such a shameless woman..."

"Someone who can even break an engagement is now acting as a moral guardian, Mr. Ji, don't you find that ridiculous?"

Jiang Yubai always presented himself as refined and cultured to outsiders, and this was the first time he had revealed such a strong sense of ferocity in front of others, instantly lowering the atmosphere in the conference room to an icy level.

"Jiang Yubai, are you determined to make trouble for me?" Ji Shiyan's face also darkened.

Jiang Yubai didn't say anything, just stared at him coldly.

The two people stared at each other like ice meeting a blade, creating a tense and dangerous atmosphere.

Ji Shiyan was also an outstanding and talented young man, but when he stood in front of Jiang Yubai, he was completely overshadowed.

The refined and elegant man was like the cold and boundless moonlight, enough to devour everything, causing Wen Ruan's palms to break out in a cold sweat.

People could pass by in public places at any time, and many staff members already knew that Jiang Yubai had arrived, so they peeked out from a distance.

If the Director of Foreign Affairs gets into a conflict here, the consequences could be dire.

Wen Ruan quickly tugged at Jiang Yubai's sleeve and shook her head slightly. Jiang Yubai stared at her for a moment, his eyes darkening slightly.

She was worried, worried about Ji Shiyan.

Even if this man humiliated her beyond repair.

He closed his eyes and let Wen Ruan pull on his sleeve, taking half a step back.

"President Ji."

He grasped Wen Ruan's hand in return, reverting to his usual refined demeanor, and looked at Ji Shiyan without any particular emotion.

"Our marital affairs are none of your business. Don't let me hear another slanderous word against my wife. You'd better watch yourself."

After saying that, he took Wen Ruan's hand and left without looking back.

Ji Shiyan stood there, staring at the two figures as they left, his chest heaving with anger.

I don't know what kind of spell Wen Ruan cast on Jiang Yubai, that the dignified Director of the Foreign Affairs Department could be so confused.

When he sees Wen Ruan again, he must teach her a lesson and make her put away those filthy thoughts that she shouldn't have!

The walk from the hotel to the parking lot wasn't long, and Wen Ruan's hand was held by Jiang Yubai the whole time. She could feel his grip tightening slightly, but her heart was growing increasingly anxious.

She knew Jiang Yubai must be very angry right now, because he hadn't looked at her twice the whole time, and hadn't cared about her leg injury at all. He was dragging her along at a brisk pace, almost throwing her off.

That makes sense. How could someone as proud as him remain unmoved when he hears his wife confessing her love to another man and saying such explicit things?

Even if he doesn't love me, what happened today completely trampled on my dignity.

Wen Ruan closed her eyes briefly, and spoke the moment the car started moving.

"Jiang Yubai, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yubai didn't speak, his fingers tightened slightly on the steering wheel, his face as calm as a still pond.

Wen Ruan took a deep breath and tried to explain.

"Today I spoke with Ji Shiyan..."

"Seatbelt," he said calmly.

Wen Ruan quickly and obediently fastened the ties and continued speaking.

"I said those things because..."

"Did you apply medicine to your knee? Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Yubai interrupted again, his tone both gentler and colder than before.

Wen Ruan was taken aback for a moment, and had no choice but to answer.

"The medicine has been applied, and the pain is gone."

The man nodded, gripping the steering wheel and staring intently ahead. The neon lights rushing past the window fell on his face, flickering and making it impossible for Wen Ruan to see his expression.

Silence fell in the car again. Wen Ruan took a deep breath and, steeling herself, spoke for the third time.

"Ji Shiyan..."