Chapter 117 Divorce Agreement

Yan Songyu pounded on Jiang Chengli's door repeatedly, but Jiang Chengli didn't open it, which made her even more certain that he was guilty.

"They're here, they're here."

A middle-aged woman, whom Yan Songyu didn't recognize, opened the door. She looked at Yan Songyu and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Jiang Chengli."

"Mr. Jiang is away on a business trip and should be on the plane by now."

"Little Qian, who is that?" Jiang's mother suddenly peeked out from behind the woman. "Oh, it's Pearl's friend!"

Jiang's mother took Yan Songyu's hand and said, "Girl, Pearl went to school. Why didn't you go to school? Come in and sit down. Grandma will find you some candy."

"Oh, madam, you've mistaken me for someone else again. This lady is looking for Mr. Jiang."

The middle-aged woman quickly pulled Jiang's mother back and repeatedly apologized to Yan Songyu: "Our old lady is ill and doesn't recognize people, please don't mind."

She has over twenty years of experience as a nanny, and just by looking at Yan Songyu's understated yet luxurious clothes, you can tell she is someone of high status—an evening gown, and a custom-made one at that.

"Oh, I'm not mistaken, she is Pearl's friend."

Yan Songyu ignored Jiang's mother and turned to leave. As soon as she got into the car, she started dialing Jiang Chengli's number. Sure enough, the phone was off. She then called the branch office where Jiang Chengli worked.

"Jiang Chengli is away on a business trip? Who arranged it?"

Branch President: "The candidate was decided in a meeting a few days ago. Director Jiang's performance over the past few years is remarkable. After returning from this business trip, his performance is enough to qualify him for the position of general manager."

"How long will it take? Where will it be?"

"One week in Guangzhou, cooperating with the Lin family of Guangzhou."

"knew."

Yan Songyu hung up the phone and rushed to the hospital. Feng Yu was still unconscious. Yan Songyu told Yan Binghua what she wanted to do and then decided not to go home. She just stared blankly at Feng Yu's face.

Her desire for revenge against Jiang Chengli and Zhou Yue had never changed, but she began to reflect on her methods of retaliation. She wanted to repay them in kind and make them suffer the consequences of their actions. She wanted to destroy their spirit, so she was willing to spend more than twenty years to wear them down.

But in this long process of retribution, the most hurt was the innocent Zhou Mu, the most wronged was Feng Yu who became the other woman for love, and even Fei Fei had to spend time and energy dealing with and deceiving her father, with whom she had no feelings.

As more and more people came to care about her, she began to hesitate to act rashly.

Yan Songyu held Feng Yu's hand and fell asleep by his hospital bed.

Feng Yu woke up earlier than expected. Looking at the still dark sky outside, he gently got out of bed, picked up Yan Songyu and put her on the bed, then sat down in a chair.

Yan Songyu didn't wake up, but after lying down on the bed, she moved her body and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping. Her action of sniffing the quilt twice made Feng Yu laugh. The quilt smelled his scent!

The love in Feng Yu's eyes was undisguised and flowed freely.

When Yan Binghua brought Feifei and Zhou Mu to deliver breakfast in the morning, he saw a strange scene: the patient was sitting in a chair while the person accompanying him was lying on the bed.

Feifei thought Yan Songyu was sick and was about to speak when Feng Yu made a "shh" gesture and said in a whisper, "Mom was tired from taking care of me last night, let her sleep a little longer."

Feifei nodded, showed Feng Yu the thermos she was holding, and mimicked his words: "I packed your breakfast."

Seeing Feifei pat her chest, Feng Yu smiled and nodded, "Thank you!"

Yan Binghua smiled as he looked at the two, who were not father and daughter but were closer than father and daughter, and placed the thermos he was carrying on the table.

Only Zhou Mu was in a state of shock. She belatedly realized the unusual relationship between Yan Songyu and Feng Yu, but she didn't ask or say anything.

Her only connection to the Yan family was Feifei, and she was wise enough not to meddle in other people's family affairs.

When Yan Songyu woke up, Feng Yu had almost finished breakfast. Feifei insisted on showing her concern and fed Feng Yu porridge spoonful by spoonful. It had only been half an hour since then.

Yan Songyu also pretended to be jealous, which made Feifei very happy. After feeding one big child, she immediately fed another one.

Feng Yu woke up, packed up, and was discharged from the hospital. The president, who had suddenly collapsed, had a lot of things to deal with.

Yan Songyu went directly to Ruixin, but the first document she dealt with was not a contract waiting to be signed, but a divorce agreement.

This was the result of Yan Songyu's thinking for most of last night. She might be a selfish person, so she still doesn't want to give up on revenge. It has become her obsession. She feels sorry for Feng Yu and Zhou Mu, and she can only make up for it in other ways.

The divorce agreement was her way of giving Feng Yu closure. She would have Jiang Chengli sign it without him noticing, and then complete all the formalities. At least when she and Feng Yu went public with their relationship in the future, people would only talk about their secret marriage, not about her cheating and climbing the social ladder.

Although some of the comments wouldn't hurt anyone, she preferred to have only good wishes for Feng Yu.

Jiang Chengli had painstakingly cultivated a trusted confidant in the branch office for several years. When the divorce agreement was handed to him, he signed it without even looking at it. A few days later, he didn't even know that his personal file had changed to "divorced".

"A surprise? What surprise did you prepare for me?" Feng Yu had recovered, but his face was still a little pale.

Yan Songyu smiled mysteriously, "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise. You'll find out when you get here."

"Okay, I'll definitely be on time."

Feng Yu's curiosity was piqued, and he smiled helplessly, his eyes full of doting affection, but the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see it.

Upon returning from his business trip, Jiang Chengli immediately went to see Jiang Zhenzhu. Yan Songyu acted swiftly; the video of Jiang Zhenzhu drugging him was irrefutable evidence, and coupled with the hospital's explanation of her condition, Ruixin's legal team was on high alert, as the trial was scheduled for just a few days.

“Pearl, how could you be so foolish? It’s just a man, what’s the big deal? You’ve ruined your whole life for Feng Yu, how am I supposed to explain this to your parents?”

Jiang Chengli was so sincere that tears welled up in his eyes, which made Jiang Zhenzhu, who had doubted him because of Yan Songyu's words, feel very guilty.

"I shouldn't have gone on this business trip. If I had left a little later that day, maybe I would have had a chance to negotiate." Jiang Chengli clutched his heart in distress, acting very affectedly.

But Jiang Zhenzhu, who was in the thick of it, couldn't see it. She was also moved to tears. "Second Uncle, it's not your fault. It's my own fault for not being able to see clearly."

Jiang Chengli was heartbroken. "It was my fault for not noticing your thoughts and for not stopping you in time. I was a bad uncle. I thought you had really let go."

"Second Uncle, I was obsessed with myself and only wanted to put the fire into the fire. You have been very good to me. You have taught me so much and made me a better person. It was my own fault that I did something wrong."

The uncle and nephew both took responsibility, and Jiang Zhenzhu said again, "Second Uncle, could you please not let my parents know that I have been arrested and am facing imprisonment? I don't want them to worry about me anymore."

“Okay, I will send money and letters to your parents in your name from now on, so they can rest assured.” Jiang Chengli agreed easily.

"Thank you, Second Uncle!" Jiang Zhenzhu smiled through her tears.

"Pearl, don't worry too much. I will do my best to get you out. Things haven't gotten to the worst yet. I only promised you that I was preparing for the worst."

"Second Uncle, how are you going to save me?" Jiang Zhenzhu suddenly asked.

She wasn't completely stupid; in this situation, unless Yan Songyu and Feng Yu were willing to let her go, she had no way to escape.

“I’ll find a way. You’re still so young; you shouldn’t be spending your best years in jail.” Jiang Chengli suddenly turned his head away, embarrassed. “I’ll go ask Feng Yu for help.”

"Second Uncle, do you know that Second Aunt is having an affair?" Jiang Zhenzhu asked.