He quickly patted Qin Jizhi on the shoulder to comfort him:

"I was just saying this to prepare for the worst. If he insists, what can we do? Can we force them to divorce?"

Upon hearing this, a sinister look appeared on Qin Jizhi's well-maintained face.

He said it almost through gritted teeth:

"Why not? There are plenty of ways."

Married for many years, Chu Mingqian had never seen Qin Jizhi like this before. He knew she was serious, but at the same time, he was somewhat puzzled.

"Is there any other way?"

How can a divorce be finalized if the parties involved do not agree to it?

Qin Jizhi gave a cold laugh.

"You don't need to worry about it, just wait and see. I'll separate them."

Song Mai boarded the plane the following morning.

After a ten-hour flight, the plane finally landed in Nandu.

Due to the severe rainstorm in the West, many people were temporarily forced to stay there. Now that flights have resumed, everyone is buying tickets to leave the West as soon as possible.

This has led to a shortage of air tickets from the West to the South.

Meanwhile, the Western branch was working to ensure that the group could return to Nandu smoothly.

In addition, given the instructions from Assistant Lu, the Western branch simply arranged for a plane under Yunxing Group to send the group directly back to China.

As soon as the plane crossed the border, the people on board couldn't help but dance with joy.

Looking at the layers of white clouds outside the plane window, Lu Xun stretched and sighed:

"It's so good to be back in China! It's safer here!"

The young girl continued, "..."

"Yes, who would have thought that so many things would happen during a business trip? It's like a wonderful adventure."

Seeing that Ji Fenghe was staring out the window without saying a word, looking listless, Lu Xun put his arm around his shoulder.

"We've been through thick and thin together, haven't we, Manager Ji?"

"Um."

The man responded and then fell silent, seemingly uninterested. Compared to the excitement and enthusiasm of the others, he appeared somewhat out of place.

"Why are you so unhappy? We've finally come back. Are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Xun immediately noticed that something was wrong with his mood and quickly asked him with concern.

Ji Feng shook his head.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"Then go back and get some rest. You must have had a tiring trip."

The plane landed quickly, and the group became even more excited as soon as they got off the plane, especially the young girl, who seemed tireless.

While running to get her luggage, she complained that she couldn't get used to the food in the West and said she wanted to go home to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.

After this incident, many people's families waited at the arrival gate early to pick them up.

Everyone took their luggage, said their goodbyes, and left. Lu Xun saw Song Mai standing motionless at the arrival gate with her luggage, texting on her phone. He glanced at Ji Fenghe, his eyes flickered, and he smiled:

"Why don't you let Manager Ji take you home? It's getting late, and it's not safe for a girl like you to be alone."

Song Mai waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, it's too much trouble, and..."

However, Lu Xun interrupted her before she could finish speaking.

"Alright, don't feel like it's a hassle. We're all colleagues, so it's no trouble to give you a ride home. Besides, we've really been through thick and thin together, so there's no need to be so polite. They've all been picked up by their families, and we both have our own cars. How could we bear to leave you here alone to take a taxi? Besides, we'll feel at ease taking you home."

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Fenghe.

"What do you think, Manager Ji?"

Just as Song Mai was about to explain that someone was picking her up, she heard Ji Feng blurt out something before she could.

"I have no objection."

With his goal achieved, Lu Xun's smile deepened.

"That's good. I'll be going now, so as not to disturb you any longer."

With that, he grabbed his luggage and ran off in a flash.

"Manager Lu, I..."

Song Mai had barely uttered a few words when he vanished without a trace, leaving a black line on his forehead and a sense of utter speechlessness.

She had no choice but to turn to Ji Feng and explain:

"Manager Ji, someone is here to pick me up. I didn't have a chance to tell you earlier, so I'm sorry to bother you."

Hearing this, Ji Fenghe didn't say anything. He had been looking listless and exhausted. This usually gentle man seemed to be missing something in his eyes today.

"Okay, that's good. I'll go now. I'll let you know I got home safely in the group chat."

"good."

Ji Fenghe seemed genuinely tired, appearing listless and walking slowly with his suitcase. It took him quite a while to disappear from sight.

In just a few days, the southern capital turned completely cold. Song Mai stood in the corridor, the wind swirling around her coat, and she couldn't help but shiver, pulling her coat even tighter.

She took her phone out of her pocket; the screen showed a message Chu Xing had sent two minutes earlier.

"Sorry, please wait a moment. I'm a little late and will probably take a few more minutes."

The winter wind felt like a knife cutting into her skin. After holding her phone for a short while, Song Mai felt her hands go numb with cold. The phone felt like an ice block, radiating a chill.

Because the winter in the Western Country wasn't particularly cold, and the temperature in the Southern Capital was also quite nice at that time, she didn't bring many warm clothes with her when she left. At this moment, she was only wearing a thin wool sweater with a camel-colored cashmere coat on top. Her loose jeans couldn't keep out the cold at all, and she felt the cold wind constantly blowing into her trouser legs, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Just as she was carrying her suitcase and preparing to return to the airport to find a warm place to stay, a large hand landed on her suitcase, and then a large, thick men's suit fell onto her shoulder.

"Sorry I'm late."

In the north wind, the man's hair was blown into disarray, and his eyes revealed his weariness. The hand he held in Song Mai's hand was very warm, which instantly warmed Song Mai's hands, which were stiff from the cold, and restored some feeling.

"It's nothing. Have you been very busy these past few days?"

"A little."

The man held her hand with one hand and helped her pull her suitcase towards the car with the other.

The car's heater was on, and as soon as Song Mai got in, she felt the chill around her being forced to disperse, and the warmth rushed into her body, making her feel alive again.

Chu Xing closed the trunk and got into the car, casually handing over a thermos.

"This is?"

"Ginger soup can ward off the cold. It's cold outside, and if the cold gets trapped inside, you'll feel uncomfortable."

Song Mai opened the thermos, and the aroma of ginger, red dates, and longan mingled together, releasing a burst of steam.

She took a sip; the ginger flavor was largely masked by the sweetness, making it less spicy.

Did you add sugar?

As the man started the car, he gently patted her head with his large hand.

"I added two pieces of rock sugar because I was afraid you wouldn't like the taste of ginger."

Knowing that it was cold today, he had specially asked his assistant Lu to buy this and put it in the car before he came.