An Wen was stunned by the blow. When she came to her senses, she found that the person had already left, and she panicked a little. She was a girl who came from the mountains and only managed to finish university with the help of scholarships. However, it was too difficult to establish herself in the capital. Now that she had finally found a sugar daddy, if he didn't want her anymore, wouldn't she have to go back to renting a place and looking for jobs everywhere?

No, she didn't want to go back to that kind of life.

It's so hard to go from extravagance to frugality.

So, if this older man couldn't be relied on, she would have to find a new sugar daddy. She couldn't help but recall the wealthy men who had hinted or explicitly suggested they were interested in her. Finally, she narrowed it down to one, hurriedly pulled out her phone, found the number, and dialed it…

Unaware that his mistress had already started looking for a new lover, Nangong Rongyao hurriedly left the villa and returned to Jiayuan Villa.

As soon as I entered, I saw Wenjia sitting on the sofa with a leather bag on the coffee table in front of her.

"Jiajia, why are you here? Isn't your foot uncomfortable? Go back to your room and lie down." Nangong Rongyao hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

"Don't touch me." Wenjia dodged the other person's hand. "Sit across from me. Your perfume is too strong and pungent."

Nangong Rongyao's expression stiffened for a moment, but he still went to sit down on the sofa opposite him.

Wenjia opened the leather bag and took out a document: "Sign it."

"A divorce agreement?" Nangong Rongyao took it and was immediately stunned. "Wenjia, don't joke around."

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Wen Jia looked up at Nangong Rongyao.

Why...?

"Why didn't you know?" Wen Jia raised her eyebrows slightly. Back then, her family had arranged a marriage for her with another family, but she met Nangong Rongyao instead, and felt that he was a good man, so they got married. However, this man cheated on her with He Rong while she was pregnant. If He Rong hadn't come over to show off that she was also pregnant, she wouldn't have gotten angry, and she wouldn't have had a premature birth. Her twin daughters wouldn't have died.

"I disagree." Nangong Rongyao was actually a little flustered. Although the Nangong Group was their family business, he knew he didn't have the courage of his father and grandfather. If it weren't for the Wen family's protection, he wouldn't have had such a smooth journey all these years.

The Wen family is a military family. Wen Jia's grandfather was one of the founding fathers of the People's Republic of China. Her father and uncles also crossed the Yalu River. They were all heroes with outstanding military achievements. Now, Wen Jia's older brother and younger brother are both in the army, and their children are also soldiers.

Nangong Xun worked under his maternal uncle.

Even Wen Jia was once a member of the performing arts troupe, but she retired from the army after getting married.

“I don’t need your consent, I’m just informing you.” Wen Jia said, standing up. “Nangong Rongyao, I lost a daughter when He Rong was around. I said that I could forgive you that one time, but I won’t forgive you every time. So, you’d better watch yourself. My lawyer will talk to you tomorrow.”

"No, Jiajia, I know I was wrong, but look, we're both getting old, we're about to be grandparents, you..."

"It's precisely because I'm getting old that I don't want to lose face in my old age." Wen Jia smiled. "Nangong Rongyao, go back to your Xiangye Villa, An Wen is still waiting for you..."