Yi An didn't even eat, and with a gloomy face, he drove away from the Yi family villa.

He made a phone call to Zhao Bo, said only one sentence, and then hung up the phone decisively.

"Come see me at our usual spot right away."

Hearing the deep voice, Zhao Bo's heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, he hurriedly grabbed his bag and rushed out.

Just as he reached the door, he bumped into his new girlfriend, Feng Lin.

"Where are you going? Didn't you want to explain things to me?"

Faced with Feng Lin's questioning, Zhao Bo panicked a little.

"Um... Linlin, I have something very important to do right now, let's talk another day."

He offered a few perfunctory explanations and then hurriedly headed out.

Feng Lin was completely stunned, but then she realized what was happening and stomped her feet in anger.

"Zhao Bo, once you leave this place, we'll never see each other again!"

Zhao Bo stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at her earnestly, saying, "Linlin, I really have something urgent, really! Once I'm done, I'll definitely come and apologize to you, okay?"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Feng Lin was so angry that she was trembling all over. She watched him drive away without even turning her head back.

She pulled her phone out of her bag, quickly dialed a number, and said irritably, "Where are you? I'm coming to find you. He stood me up again. Did he figure something out?"

Zhao Bo rushed to the usual spot, and as soon as he entered, he saw Yi An sitting at the bar, drinking alone.

The old place is a bar, and it's not open yet. Besides Yi'an, there are only a few cleaning staff in the bar, and the environment is very quiet.

Zhao Bo, panting heavily, sat down next to Yi An.

As soon as he sat down, he started complaining: "Brother, I left my girlfriend behind again for you. I really... I feel like I'm really going to spend my whole life with you."

Yi An patted him on the shoulder and brought the wine glass to his lips.

"Hey bro, have a drink."

Looking at his drunken state, Zhao Bo frowned and asked the bartender, "How much has he drunk?"

The bartender gave him a complicated look and held up one finger.

Zhao Bo was somewhat surprised, "One cup? One cup and it's like this?"

The bartender corrected: "One bottle."

Zhao Bo was so shocked he froze on the spot. "What happened to you again? You've been drinking like this! Even when your first love ran off with someone else, you didn't drink like this!"

Why do you have to bring up something you don't want to talk about?

Yi An gritted her teeth and glared at him, then took another swig of wine before slowly saying, "I brought Su Yan home."

Zhao Bo's mouth was so big it could practically fit an egg.

"Is it progressing so fast? They've already brought him back to see Ms. Meng? What was Ms. Meng's reaction?"

He asked several questions eagerly in a row.

Yi An's expression turned solemn, and she took a deep breath.

"He wants me to get a divorce."

The nonchalant tone still startled Zhao Bo.

"They've even announced a divorce? How much does Ms. Meng dislike Su Yan?"

Zhao Bo thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense. Given Su Yan's background, if she weren't so extraordinary, you wouldn't have chosen to marry her in the first place."

Yi'an's head was heavy from drinking, and she kept nodding off.

He propped his head up with his hand and said, "Tell me, why is Ms. Meng forcing me like this? Her own marriage is already in turmoil, why does she want me to walk into this grave? And why does she want me to marry a woman I don't love?"

Zhao Bo rubbed his eyes, thought about his own father, and felt a bit of empathy.

"Parents always want us to have a home and settle down."

Yi An looked distressed. "I'm already 30 years old, yet I still haven't escaped her clutches. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Zhao Bo patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Don't overthink it, you've done enough. Ms. Meng is no ordinary woman after all. I admire you for being a brave man to have survived her."

Yi An slammed her hand on the table, making a loud thud.

"But I'm not reconciled! I want my freedom! The reason I went to such lengths to find Su Yan was to use her to rebel against Ms. Meng and force her to give up on me. But what did she say? She actually told me to get a divorce?"

He turned and grabbed Zhao Bo's hand, a look of disbelief on his face.

"She asked me to get a divorce? She's always looked down on me, and now she's made me do something like that. What is she thinking?"

Seeing that he was starting to act crazy from being drunk, Zhao Bo secretly winked at the bartender, signaling him to put all the drinks away.

After all the wine was put away, Zhao Bo began to comfort Yi An.

"Isn't the plan just beginning? Only when Ms. Meng knows Su Yan's true identity can we determine who wins and who loses. So, let's not rush and proceed step by step according to the plan."

Yi An patted him on the shoulder and nodded in agreement.

“You’re right, I was too hasty. Once Ms. Meng finds out Su Yan’s true identity, I’ll be truly free. Let’s see how she can pressure me then.”

He chuckled, then turned to look for his wine: "Where's my wine? Where's my wine?"

Zhao Bo stopped him abruptly. "Stop drinking! You're already slurring your words. Yi An, I'm warning you, stop drinking. My girlfriend is waiting for me to explain things; I don't have time to argue with you. Come on, let's go home!"

Yi'an struggled and started acting crazy while drunk.

"How did someone like you find a girlfriend? Does she know who you are? Is she deliberately getting close to you hoping to marry into a wealthy family?"

He tugged at Zhao Bo's brightly colored clothes, revealing a look of disgust.

"If I hadn't known you since I was a child, I would have really thought you were colorblind. What is all this nonsense!"

Zhao Bo coldly slapped his hand away. "Yi An, don't think I won't care about what you say just because you've been drinking. What do you mean by 'drunken words speak the truth'? What's wrong with my taste? You can question my character, but you can't question my taste, and you certainly can't question Linlin's feelings for me!"

His vehement rebuttal left Yi Anle speechless with joy.

Are you also worried that Linlin is after your family?

Zhao Bo repeated impatiently, "Yi An, if you keep saying that, I'll really get angry. Linlin knows nothing about me; she only thinks I'm a secretary, and that our relationship is true love!"

"True love, good, you two are true love."

Yi An gave a perfunctory reply, "Could you please send me to find true love too?"

Zhao Bo pulled him into the car and took him home.

No sooner had Zhao Bo left than Yi An ran out of her house and rushed towards Su Yan's door.

He pounded on the door, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Su Yan! Su Yan, open the door! I know you're home! Are you angry? You're not really angry, are you?"

He slid down into the doorway, muttering to himself, "This shouldn't be happening. Why are you angry? You shouldn't like me. Don't fall for me just because I'm handsome. We signed a contract! Your inappropriate thoughts about me are a breach of contract!"

He hugged himself tightly, feeling a pang of heartache. "Yi An, you are so charming."