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

A dark glint flashed in Jiang Yubai's eyes. "Prepare the car. Let's go to the old house."

"Yes," Xiao Ren replied.

At that moment, a black sedan stopped in front of the old house.

Wen Ruan got out of the car, and Butler Liu led her into the main house.

Aunt Zhou waited at the door, her face expressionless, her gaze sweeping over Madam Zhou's face: "Madam has arrived. The old lady has been waiting for you for a while."

Wen Ruan's heart sank slightly.

Upon entering the main house, the old lady sat upright in the main seat. When she caught sight of Wen Ruan entering, her expression turned extremely cold.

Wen Ruan spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Grandma."

The old lady raised her eyelids to look her over, and said in a deep voice, "Wen Ruan, you have been married into the Jiang family for three years now. I don't care what you think in your heart, but you can't disregard the Jiang family's reputation."

She picked up her teacup and asked in a cold tone, "This isn't the first time. How do you plan to explain that photo online?"

Wen Ruan had already guessed that she had called her over for this very reason.

She calmly explained, "Grandma, that photo is a composite... Ji Shiyan and I didn't do anything inappropriate..."

The old lady took an elegant sip of tea, put the teacup back, and said, "Whether the photo is real or not is another matter, but the fact is that you bumped into that person from the Ji family."

Old Mrs. Jiang's tone was full of displeasure, "You are Yu Bai's wife, yet you've made a huge fuss about your past with the Ji family back then. What will others think of the Jiang family?"

Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, not in a hurry to defend herself.

She could tell that what the old lady wanted wasn't an explanation, but a statement.

"Grandma is right to reprimand me; it was indeed my oversight in this matter. The trending topic is already being suppressed. Once the evidence of the fabricated photos comes out, I will publicly clarify the situation and ensure that the Jiang family and Yu Bai's reputation are not implicated."

"Remember this: as Mrs. Jiang, you must not make this mistake again. Neither the Jiang family nor Yu Bai can afford to lose face like this."

When Wen Ruan heard her say that, she knew that the matter should be over. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Old Madam Jiang place a brown paper file on the table.

"Open it and take a look."

"What...is this?" Wen Ruan hesitated before stepping forward and taking the contents out.

The moment she saw the contents, her pupils constricted sharply. "Grandma... what do you mean by this?"

She never expected that Old Madam Jiang would give her something like this.

"Once you sign the papers and go abroad, I can let bygones be bygones. As for Yu Bai, I'll tell him that you brought it up yourself, and I won't make things difficult for him."

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at her.

The old lady looked down at him with a cold gaze, "You've been married into the Jiang family for three years, and you know perfectly well how much trouble you've caused."

"You had Yu Bai clean up the mess at the Wen family banquet, and now you're trending on social media with that guy from the Ji family... It's only been a short time. Do you really think you're good enough for Yu Bai?"

Wen Ruan's face turned pale.

Before she could explain, Old Mrs. Jiang said in a slow but cold voice, "Don't you even have this much self-awareness?"

"You and Yu Bai are not equal in any way. I disagreed with you when you married into the family, but I turned a blind eye to you for Yu Bai's sake."

"But now you're repeatedly making the Jiang family the subject of gossip. Do you think I can continue to tolerate you?"

Grandma Jiang spoke very frankly, but every word she uttered struck Wen Ruan's most vulnerable spot.

How could she not know the vast difference between herself and Jiang Yubai?

However... she would occasionally have a few delusions and expectations.

She silently lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the agreement.

The signature field for Party A was blank. Wen Ruan suddenly realized that this agreement was drafted unilaterally by the old lady, and Jiang Yubai probably didn't know about it...

At this moment, the Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the Jiang family's house.

Jiang Yubai got out of the car and walked into the old house. Butler Liu looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, and was shocked. "Young...Young Master? What's wrong...?"

Why did you suddenly come back?

Jiang Yubai glanced at her: "Where's Wen Ruan?"

Butler Liu felt a tightness in the back of his neck under his gaze: "Yes, yes..."

Jiang Yubai went straight into the main house.

Inside the house, Wen Ruan pursed her lips and mustered her courage to ask, "Grandma, even if I have to divorce Yu Bai, he must have the right to know..."

Before she could finish speaking, a familiar, deep voice came from the doorway, "I never thought about divorce."

"Yu Bai." The old lady's expression changed slightly when she saw Jiang Yu Bai enter. "Why are you here?"

"My grandmother brought my wife back, so naturally I have to come and pick her up." As he spoke, Jiang Yubai walked to Wen Ruan's side, glanced at the divorce agreement in her hand, and his face darkened.

He took the divorce papers from Wen Ruan's hands. "Grandma, did you draft this agreement unilaterally?"

Jiang Yubai slowly lifted his gaze from the divorce agreement, his eyes behind his glasses dark and unfathomable.

Wen Ruan unconsciously curled her fingers into her palm.

The old lady's spine stiffened slightly, but as someone who had seen it all, she quickly regained her composure and her tone turned colder: "Yu Bai, I had this agreement drafted, but everything I said is true."

"Wen Ruan is not suitable for you, nor for the Jiang family. Look at yourself, how much trouble has she caused you in such a short time?"

"When Grandma talks about trouble, does she mean being tricked into attending the Wen family banquet, or being maliciously framed with photoshopped images? Which of these two things did she initiate?"

The old lady's expression changed slightly: "You—"

"She was set up, and instead of holding the person who set her up accountable, she was maliciously slandered and forced to sign a divorce agreement."

Jiang Yubai's tone remained calm throughout, "Grandma, is this what you mean by 'being good to the Jiang family'?"

The old lady turned pale from his barrage of words, and angrily rebuked him, "Yu Bai! Is this how you talk to your grandma? When did you become so ill-mannered?"

"I'm just stating the facts." After Jiang Yubai finished speaking, he tore the divorce agreement in his hand to shreds with a "rip".

The old woman suddenly stood up, "Yu Bai! You—"

Jiang Yubai calmly looked at the old lady, "I have never thought about divorcing her, not in the past, and not in the future."

He raised his hand and grasped Wen Ruan's slightly cool wrist, his calm and detached gaze fixed on the old lady. "My marriage is my own business. You don't need to do such unnecessary things for me anymore."

"You—" The old lady's chest heaved with anger, her fingers gripping the edge of the table tightly, "You're even ignoring your grandmother's words for her sake?"

Jiang Yubai glanced at Wen Ruan and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously let him lead her outside. The warmth from his fingertips felt real and burning, and she wasn't even sure if she was dreaming.

It wasn't until she stepped out of the old house and felt the cool autumn breeze on her face that Wen Ruan seemed to be pulled back to reality.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Jiang Yubai's sharply defined jawline, her voice slightly hoarse: "...What you just said, is it true?"

If he never considered divorcing her, then... what should Jiang Wanxing do?