Several people said a lot of bad things about Jiang Yue in the group chat, and that's when someone remembered that Jiang Yue and her brother were both in the group.

They immediately sent out a bunch of emojis in an attempt to cover up the message.

Jiang Yue quietly finished reading their discussion.

She didn't say anything.

Just as everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yue suddenly changed her nickname in the group to—

【The Vicious Little Ginger】

cousin:……

Cousin: ...

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

This is so incredibly embarrassing.

The group immediately fell silent; no one posted a single extra punctuation mark.

But thinking back, why should they be afraid of Jiang Yue? She's a vicious parasitic vine who'll be kicked out of the house soon. So what if she sees them talking badly about her? Would she dare to say a word? Would she dare to complain?

Complaining won't help.

After changing the nickname, Jiang Yue stopped looking at the group chat and didn't care how they were talking about her.

She still doesn't understand why she came into this world. Is her body in the Jiang Kingdom already dead?

She neither hates nor likes this era.

But she missed her doting father, her mother who always obeyed her, and even her useless but obedient crown prince brother who could only tuck his tail between his legs in front of her.

In the brief moment she was lost in thought, her son had already walked up to her.

The little boy changed out of his school uniform. He resembled his parents, with particularly delicate features, fair skin, thick and long eyelashes, and a pair of dark eyes that looked at you quietly. It was hard for anyone to refuse any of his requests.

"Mother."

Jiang Yue lifted her eyelids and glanced at him lazily, "What's wrong?"

He mustered his courage, but hesitated to speak.

The kindergarten is going to hold a parent-child sports day.

Parents should participate.

If his father was too busy to go, he knew his mother would definitely not go either.

She doesn't like sports, and she doesn't like him either.

I'm hungry.

Zhou Zhengchu still didn't say it. His mother had been very kind to him these past two days. She hadn't hit him for a long time, nor had she looked at him with such extreme disgust.

He didn't want to annoy his mother, nor did he want to hear her say a refusal without hesitation.

Jiang Yue gazed at the boy's snow-white face, his red lips and white teeth making him look exceptionally beautiful. He whispered that he was hungry and then lowered his head, as if he dared not utter another word.

"I understand." Jiang Yue called over a maid and asked, "Is dinner ready?"

The maid was extremely cautious in front of the lady of the house and immediately nodded.

Jiang Yue wasn't hungry yet, so she nodded her chin. "He's hungry, let's take him to eat."

The maid quickly agreed, though she was also a little apprehensive.

The wife rarely showed such consideration, especially towards the young master; it would be an understatement to call it mistreatment.

It was common for him to be denied food when he was hungry.

She vented her resentment at not being liked by her husband on her children.

Jiang Yue went back to her bedroom for a beauty nap, and before closing the door, she told others not to come upstairs and disturb her.

The servant dared not disobey and nodded hastily.

For several days in a row, Zhou Ji did not return to the villa on the hillside, nor did he make a single phone call to Jiang Yue, as if he had completely forgotten about his wife.

The young master was also taken to the old house and lived there after school.

The piano teacher hired to come to the house, Zhao Shuyan, was also brought to the old house for lessons.

The maids in the house served the wife with utmost care. Usually, the atmosphere in the house was at its lowest when the husband was not at home.

Jiang Yue didn't care at all.

She hoped Zhou Ji would be sensible and never appear in front of her again in this lifetime.

Jiang Yue doesn't need to go to the TV station this week. She spends her days at home reading by the window, and only turns on the TV when she feels like it.

She inadvertently saw Zhou Ji's news.

His rumored affair with a beautiful female celebrity was all the rage.

Jiang Yue turned off the TV expressionlessly, but her heart was not entirely unmoved. A bitter feeling, both sour and astringent, welled up inside her, making her feel extremely irritable.

The original owner's deep-seated emotional obsessions are still influencing the subconscious reactions of this body.

When Jiang Yue was feeling irritable, she went to the mall and bought a lot of jewelry to relieve her mood. Just as she got home, her phone rang.

The kindergarten teacher called her.

He spoke politely, reminding her not to forget the kindergarten's parent-child sports day this week.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yue suddenly remembered that her son had been stammering that day, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

That's probably it.

The teacher said on the phone that it would be best if both parents participated.

Jiang Yue didn't want to go with Zhou Ji; it would be best if only one of them went.

So, for the first time, the princess condescended to dial her husband's cell phone number. After a few rings, the call was abruptly cut off.

Jiang Yue: ?

Insolence!

What is he?!

Suppressing her anger, Jiang Yue dialed twice more, but was rejected both times.

She gave a cold laugh, ordered a car to be prepared, and after getting in, coldly instructed, "Go to Mr. [Name]'s company."

The driver didn't dare to say a word.

He dutifully drove his wife to the building where the company was located, and respectfully opened the car door, saying, "Madam, we've arrived."

Jiang Yue got out of the car. Today she was wearing a light pink fitted long dress, and her long black hair was simply tied up with a hairpin.

Her delicate face and bright features were softened by the makeup.

She walked into the lobby, but was stopped by the receptionist.

The receptionist recognized her as the lady and stopped her.

"Madam, I haven't received any notification from the assistant manager either. Why don't you call the master first?"

Jiang Yue truthfully replied, "He didn't answer."

She came here specifically to settle this score.

No one had ever dared to treat her like that before.

The system initially thought that Jiang Yue had suddenly become sensible and was eagerly running to please the male lead.

I never expected she came here to cause trouble!

Our motto is: Become the male and female leads' number one simp!

[Get your roles straight, honey, we're playing the villainous supporting character who's finally redeemed!]

Jiang Yue silently thought to herself, "You're so noisy."

system:?

System: Indiscriminate attack, huh? Truly, old habits die hard!

The receptionist was also taken aback when she heard Jiang Yue's words.

The rumors circulating outside were indeed true.

The news said that Mr. Zhou had already filed for divorce from Jiang Yue. They all felt that Mr. Zhou's ability to tolerate such a wife for five years was already remarkable.

Jiang Yue rushed over to see President Zhou in such a hurry.

What else could it be for besides desperately trying to save this marriage?

She's also known for her persistent and clingy nature, which makes her quite despicable.

The receptionist cleared her throat, her attitude towards Jiang Yue becoming strictly businesslike, and her gaze towards her held a hint of mockery.

"If we don't give you advance notice, there's nothing we can do."

"Madam, this is company policy."

Jiang Yue raised her dark eyes and looked coldly at the woman: "You mean I can't go up?"

For a moment, the receptionist felt a chill run down her spine from that gaze. She quickly regained her composure, already somewhat impatient, and said, "Yes, you can't go up."

Those who knew what was good for them and had any sense of propriety left long ago.

Knowing that they are not well-liked, they still came here; that's already a bit despicable.

The receptionist returned to her post and couldn't resist gossiping in the anonymous work group of several hundred people: "That lunatic Jiang Yue is here again."

[I'm dying of laughter. The CEO wasn't answering her calls, so she came to the company begging to make up.]

If our divorce certificate makes the front page of the news tomorrow, our company's stock will go up.

No way, how can she be so shameless? I thought she had calmed down.

[She's about to be abandoned by a wealthy family; please understand.]

[Even the young master doesn't kiss her. After the divorce, she really has nothing left, hehehe.]

It would be hilarious if the security guards kicked him out soon.

[I don't know what she's trying to salvage. When has President Zhou ever changed his mind about something he's decided to do? She's just here to humiliate herself.]

The group chat was very lively.

And because it's anonymous, there's nothing to worry about.

Jiang Yue glanced at the stage in front of her. She seemed busy and in a good mood, with a smile on her lips, almost unable to hold back her laughter.

Jiang Yue walked up to her and tapped the table twice with her long fingers.

The receptionist looked up at the sound.

Jiang Yue looked down at him and said, "Then tell him to come down."

The receptionist was stunned. "Wh...what?"

Jiang Yue's patience had reached its limit. She said coldly, "I told you to inform Zhou Ji and tell him to get down here right now."

He dared to hang up on her.

He deserves to die.