Jiang Dong rarely saw Qiao Wanwan with such an expression, and he couldn't help but become nervous.

Qiao Wanwan picked up her phone and swiped to answer the call.

She didn't know what the other person said, but she only replied "I understand" before hanging up the phone, her eyes lowered as if she were lost in thought.

"Madam," Jiang Dong asked worriedly, seeing that Qiao Wanwan's complexion had not improved, "what happened?"

"It's nothing," Qiao Wanwan said, regaining her composure. "Go ahead and get back to work."

Jiang Dong nodded. "Yes."

Just as Jiang Dong reached the door, Qiao Wanwan's voice came from behind him, "Jiang Dong, wait a moment."

Jiang Dong turned around and saw that Qiao Wanwan had already stood up and was walking over with a brown leather bag. "Help me deliver this to the Wen Group."

"Should we hand it over to President Wen?"

"yes."

Jiang Dong wanted to ask for clarification, but seeing Qiao Wanwan's unpleasant expression, he hesitated to speak.

Qiao Wanwan walked to the French windows, looked at the scenery outside, forced a smile, and said softly, "If you don't show up soon, we might really be forced to divorce..."

All day long, Qiao Wanwan's mind was not on work.

Unable to resist Wen Lijing's repeated urging, and also because she had to fulfill her promise, she had Jiang Dong deliver her marriage certificate with Zhan Jingting.

Given Wen Lijing's abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for her to handle divorce proceedings directly without going through the parties involved, which also means that she and Zhan Jingting will soon end their marriage.

But she was powerless to do anything about it.

Qiao Wanwan looked at the photo of her and Zhan Jingting on her desk, feeling as if her heart was being scraped by a sharp knife, the pain almost suffocating her!

"Jing Ting..."

Tears welled up in Qiao Wanwan's eyes. She suddenly picked up her phone from the table and was about to dial a number when an incoming call popped up on the screen.

Qiao Wanwan hurriedly swiped to answer the call, "Li Jing, I have something to tell you, I don't..."

“Wanwan,” Wen Lijing interrupted her, “there were some problems with the divorce proceedings, and they couldn’t be handled properly.”

Qiao Wanwan was taken aback, and the expression on her face softened a bit. "Didn't you say before that you could handle it, and that all I had to do was sign your name?"

“Logically, with my connections and your signature, it should be possible to handle this, but because it’s Jing Ting, the staff here don’t dare to offend him, so they don’t give in to me.”

Qiao Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She was just about to call Wen Lijing to stop him from getting a divorce.

She could repay Wen Lijin with anything else, but not marriage.

She didn't want to divorce Zhan Jingting, no matter where he was or whether he came back or not, she didn't want to divorce him!

Qiao Wanwan felt somewhat relieved by the current situation.

“Li Jing,” she composed herself and began, “this whole thing was wrong from the start. Even fate is preventing us from making a mistake, so I think…”

"Wanwan!" Wen Lijing interrupted her immediately, as if he knew what she was going to say. "You don't need to say anything. Just keep your promise. As for the rest, I will handle it."

Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

In any case, at least she has been given some time to adjust. Whatever methods Wen Lijing comes up with, she should just try to find a way to deal with them.

Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, composed herself, and left work early.

The weather is bad today; dark clouds have been hanging over the place all day, and now it's pouring rain.

The torrential rain pounded against the car body, creating a depressing sound.

Whether it was the weather or not, Qiao Wanwan felt uneasy.

She took out her phone and made a call.

Has he returned?

"In reply to Madam, not yet."

"Call the people who are following him and ask where he is. Get back to me as soon as you find out."

"yes."

A short while later, her subordinate called, "Madam, he went to the vicinity of the factory area again, but our people dared not follow him too closely, so he is out of our sight and has not appeared yet."

"Got it, keep crouching, tell me immediately when you see someone." Qiao Wanwan turned to look at the torrential rain outside the window, "The weather is bad, tell the brothers to be careful."

"Yes, thank you, Madam."

......

After dinner, Qiao Wanwan received a phone call saying that Zhan Jingting had returned to the slums.

Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, gave a few instructions, and then hung up the phone.

Turning around, she saw Huo Shiqian standing behind her.

Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "Brother, when did you come in? You startled me."

"Your door wasn't closed, and I saw you were on the phone, so I didn't knock."

"Sit down. Is there something you need?"

After the two sat down on the sofa together, Huo Shiqian said, "Wanwan, although you didn't grow up in the Huo family, blood is thicker than water. Our family has always had a good relationship, otherwise we wouldn't be able to live together and get along so well."

Qiao Wanwan nodded, "Brother, you're right, but why did you suddenly bring this up? You don't usually talk to me about these trivial family matters."

"What I want to say is that you are a girl, the Huo family's most precious little princess. Logically speaking, if the sky falls, your family will bear the burden for you. But you are independent and always seem to prefer to shoulder things on your own, never telling us anything."

Qiao Wanwan pondered for a moment and said, "Brother, I know that the whole family loves me very much, but I am not a little princess who has lived in an ivory tower since I was a child. You are asking me to tell the family everything and ask them to solve my problems. I really can't do that."

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