Even Li Yan, who was used to fighting and killing, needed time to calm down.

I don't know why,

His immediate thought was that if Miss Chu had really been hurt... even if it was just a minor scrape...

Mr. Jing would make him suffer greatly.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, calmed his breathing, and then carefully looked back at the back seat.

Upon seeing this, my heart leaped into my throat.

Mr. Jing,

"Mr. Jing!"

He called out twice, his tone changing.

Jingmin leaned back in the back seat.

With his eyes closed, his face pale, and his forehead covered in cold sweat, he looked as if he were trapped by some kind of fear, his expression painful and stiff.

Li Yan instantly realized that his emotions had fluctuated too much just now, and his old ailment had probably flared up.

He hurriedly retrieved the medicine bottle from the car, poured out the dosage, and helped Jingmin drink it.

The car was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, a low, hoarse voice came from the back seat, as if squeezed from deep within a throat.

"Let's drive."

Li Yan cautiously observed Jing Min's face in the rearview mirror, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jing Min's complexion had finally improved somewhat.

Before starting the car, he hesitated and confirmed.

"Are we going to pick up your wife now... to try on a dress at a haute couture boutique?"

He received instructions from Jingmin in the morning, saying...

He was taking his wife to try on dresses in preparation for the reconstruction banquet of Boyifang in a few days.

Let him arrange the relevant matters.

He was puzzled at the time.

Mr. Jing has attended countless banquets and never inquires about trivial matters like formal attire.

But then I thought about how, since I was going to be re-establishing myself in Haicheng, the significance was naturally different.

Perhaps Mr. Jing also wanted Mrs. Jing to be perfect and stunning enough to accompany him and witness this moment in public.

So, following Mr. Jing's style requirements, he sent the information to the manager of the haute couture shop, making sure they made the necessary arrangements.

And as always, Ms. Mo was informed of the location and time of the banquet.

However, this time is an exception.

Mr. Jing will personally accompany Ms. Mo to choose her dress.

Ms. Mo sounded surprised on the phone.

He thoughtfully explained that Mr. Jing valued this banquet very much, and also valued her highly.

Jing Min lowered his head slightly, pinching the bridge of his nose, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

She seemed still shaken from the earlier ordeal; her voice was cold.

"Li Yan, am I some kind of despicable person?"

Li Yan was taken aback and immediately turned his head.

"Of course not."

The question made his heart skip a beat.

Mr. Jing is not the type to doubt himself.

This statement suddenly popping up is simply unbelievable.

Jing Min looked up and met that clear, cautious, and innocent face.

He closed his eyes, loosened his tie in frustration, and spoke in a surprisingly deep voice.

"Then, what are you going to answer?"

"Didn't you see they've already run away? Why would I chase after them and act like a lapdog?"

"You didn't lock the car door, did you hurt your brain from squeezing it open?"

Knowing he was in the wrong for his earlier mistake, Li Yan dared not say anything more.

He glanced at Jing Min discreetly.

He assumed it was because his emotions had run high and his memory was confused.

It's possible that my memory is from five years ago.

Otherwise, the "wife" he mentioned earlier was clearly Miss Mo, but Mr. Jing's words clearly referred to Miss Chu.

Five years ago, Miss Chu was indeed Mrs. Jing.

But now Mrs. Jing is Miss Mo.

He silently started the car and drove towards the haute couture store.

———

In front of the mirror in the fitting room, the staff helped Mo Sangyu fasten the last pearl button.

The ice-blue satin gown was meticulously tailored with haute couture craftsmanship, its waistline and skirt fitting like a second skin.

Even she herself was somewhat surprised.

This dress... the size is so precise it almost doesn't seem like it was made on short notice.

But when she looked up and saw her reflection in the mirror, the light in her eyes dimmed inch by inch.

This dress is too aloof.

Minimalist and understated, without superfluous decorations or curves, it's like a woman who is inherently proud, sharp-tongued, yet unwilling to bow her head.

It doesn't belong to her.

From her temperament to her figure, it seems that nothing suits her.

Was this dress originally prepared for me?

She finally spoke, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

The designer was taken aback.

"Of course, Mr. Jing called to place the order himself this morning and even mentioned the key style words."

"Look, the size fits perfectly,"

"Mrs. Jing has a great figure and such a refined air..."

"Of course, only Mr. Jing truly understands Mrs. Jing's exceptional size..."

Beside them stood a group of staff members, blushing and laughing as they offered their compliments.

Mo Sangyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She was still somewhat dazed; it felt as if she had experienced a huge reversal in her life that day.

They returned to heaven from the earth.

This morning, she received a call from Jingmin while she was still half asleep.

Before I could even be happy that he had called me, I heard his indifferent voice announce...

He said he would announce the termination of the contract at a later time.

There was no warning, no reason, and not even any emotional fluctuation when he said it.

Even worse, he didn't say anything more, and hung up immediately after speaking.

Mo Sangyu was still in a daze, and for a moment felt like the sky had fallen.

However, she had no right to oppose or stop Jingmin's decision.

Because when they entered into a marriage of convenience, it was she who proposed it.

Every three years

Either party may terminate the relationship at any time, without time or reason restrictions.

She had initially been disappointed in men and had no expectations of Jing Min either; this was a suggestion she made to protect herself.

Unexpectedly, this made things convenient for Jingmin.

She sat on the living room sofa all day, unable to think of any reason to keep Jingmin from leaving.

Just when she had prepared herself for the loss of her beloved, the situation took an unexpected turn.

Jingmin's bodyguard called her again.

She was informed to attend a very important banquet, and Jingmin would personally accompany her to try on her dress.

She was still wondering why Jingmin had changed his mind after only one morning.

Until Li Yan gave his reason,

Oh, it turns out it was a reconstruction banquet for his former company.

Then she naturally knew what this banquet meant to Jing Min.

He needs to regain his footing in Haicheng.

And she is still his wife in name only.

This was the first high-profile banquet held in the name of the Jing family after Jing Min returned to Haicheng.

The attendees cannot be chosen arbitrarily.

And those who can stand beside him

It can only be her!