The Qin family doesn't hold meetings on Friday mornings; it's basically the most relaxed day of the week for senior management.

"I'm busy," he replied immediately.

"How could you not have time?"

"The Maple Leaf Hotel project was terminated, leaving a mess for someone to clean up. I heard that Ouyang Zhoujing gave the project to the Song family. You're quite something."

They've suddenly brought up work again.

Song Nuan pretended not to understand his veiled sarcasm and ignored his words, saying, "Then tell me when you've finished dealing with your work. I'll give you a week."

"Song's company has been defaulting on contracts frequently recently, its products are outdated, and there are problems with its supply chain. Why did Ouyang Zhoujing give you the project at this time? What kind of deal did you make with him?"

"If there are no problems, let's set it for next Friday."

She turned away after saying that.

"Song Nuan!"

With a furious shout, something fell to the ground with a thud, startling Song Nuan.

A cup rolled to her feet.

"I originally thought you were only having an affair with Lu Ziyang, but I didn't expect you to get involved with Ouyang Zhoujing as well."

Song Nuan lowered her eyes, stretched out her leg and kicked the cup away, which rolled to the side of the trash can with a thud.

The man behind her continued talking.

"I agreed to the divorce out of guilt towards you. Even if Ningxue and I had something going on, what about you? You've had illicit relationships with quite a few men, haven't you?"

"You acted like a chaste and virtuous woman in front of me. When Ouyang Zhoujing saw you that day, did he think you were so pure?"

Song Nuan's hands, which were hanging at her sides, gradually tightened.

She didn't have any high hopes for Qin Yuchuan. A peaceful parting? That was out of the question. What had happened between them meant that it wouldn't end with the phrase "a peaceful parting."

But she wouldn't mind disgusting him even more.

Yes, you're right.

She smiled slightly at him, "My relationship with Ouyang Zhoujing is just as you guessed. Do you think he would tolerate your existence? If you don't get a divorce soon, next time you'll lose more than just a project."

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't mean anything by it. You should understand men's jealousy better than I do."

Song Nuan left without looking back.

As she reached the door, she remembered something, turned around, and said, "You can drag it out, but my bottom line is this Friday. If I don't see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau by Friday morning, I will file for divorce immediately."

The lounge is separated from the office by only one door.

Song Ningxue's fingernails dug deep into her flesh, and a shadow fell over her eyes.

Jealousy was almost consuming her.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Nuan always got the best of everything: the best schools, the best grades, and even her looks, personality, and temperament were more popular.

There's also Qin Yuchuan, his childhood sweetheart.

Even though she lost her biological mother, she still had the Qin family to protect her.

From that moment on, Song Ningxue vowed to snatch Qin Yuchuan to her side, leaving Song Nuan with no support whatsoever.

She had planned for many years and finally did it three years ago.

On their wedding day, Qin Yuchuan finally agreed to take her away to a distant place.

She kept everything from Song Nuan, watching her eagerly anticipate the wedding, only to be met with the news that she and Qin Yuchuan were together. She couldn't have been happier.

Those were the happiest three years of her life.

Qin Yuchuan promised her that he would help her reclaim the Song family business.

She believed it to be true.

As a result, the child was lost, Qin Yuchuan broke up with her, and the company was still inherited by Song Nuan.

She lowered herself to become Qin Yuchuan's mistress, serving as his tool for venting his desires, hoping to win back his love once more.

She longed to win him back from Song Nuan.

However, everything she had painstakingly built was discarded by Song Nuan like worn-out shoes.

Song Nuan had long since hooked up with a man of even greater stature than Qin Yuchuan.

She laughed, a laugh that brought tears to her eyes. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the Liangcheng River, but Song Ningxue only wanted to plunge headfirst into the water and end it all.

...

Friday morning.

Song Nuan got up very early; she had arranged to meet Qin Yuchuan at nine o'clock.

She arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau half an hour early and bought breakfast at a nearby roadside stall while waiting for Qin Yuchuan.

Time slowly passed.

At exactly nine o'clock, not a single familiar figure could be seen in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

There were no new notifications from WeChat or incoming calls.

Song Nuan had anticipated this situation. She calmly got into her car and called her lawyer, "Attorney Chen, we can file a lawsuit now. Tell me what other documents are needed."

She had already found a lawyer and prepared the evidence.

At that moment, my phone vibrated.

It was a message from Qin Yuchuan. It was very simple, with only two sentences: "Dad is going for a follow-up appointment, and I don't have time to go. Come to the old house at noon and have a simple meal with Mom and Dad. After lunch, I'll go with you to get the certificates."

Song Nuan dismissed it as nonsense.

But after logging out of WeChat, I suddenly saw the schedule noted on the calendar, and today was indeed Qin Guangsheng's follow-up appointment.

She hesitated again.

A dozen seconds later, she replied with a "hello" to Qin Yuchuan.

It's just a meal, it won't take long, she'll go and see, and give Qin Yuchuan another chance, anyway, it won't affect her filing for divorce.

Of course, it would be even better if he were willing to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her.

She drove to the Qin family's house.

At this moment, in the corridor on the second floor of the Civil Affairs Bureau, two men in suits stood out from the somewhat old-fashioned decor.

Lin Xuan held a folder in his hand, pushed up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses sparkled with the excitement of someone watching a melon.

"President Li, it seems Qin Yuchuan has stood us up."

"Don't I have eyes?"

"That's really harsh," Lin Xuan said with a smile. "Since Miss Song isn't divorced, should we cancel the French lunch and go have a meeting with President An?"

The French meal was ordered well in advance.

The entire venue was booked out, candlelight, flowers, a diamond ring... all sorts of romantic elements were piled up together. Lin Xuan worked overtime for a week to finish it, and it was a bit of a pity that he couldn't use it.

I'm just waiting for Song Nuan to divorce Qin Yuchuan today.

Human calculations are ultimately no match for divine intervention.

Li Jingchen said coldly, "Inform An Sze that the afternoon meeting will proceed as scheduled."

"OK."

Ten minutes later, Song Nuan arrived at the Qin family's house.

To her surprise, there were many cars parked in front of the old house, and the front yard was also decorated. It didn't look very grand, but you could tell that it was decorated with care.

At this moment, Cen Wan came out.

"Nuan Nuan is here!" She waved enthusiastically to Song Nuan, and when Song Nuan didn't move, she took the initiative to walk over and take her hand. "What are you standing there for? Are you hungry? Come in and eat."

There are guests in the living room.

There were quite a few people, all of them prominent figures, and Song Nuan had met some of them before.

Upon seeing her, everyone was very welcoming.

"Song Nuan is here? It's been a while since I've seen her, she's gotten even more beautiful."

"Old Qin, you are so lucky to have such a wonderful daughter-in-law as Song Nuan. I wish I had half your good fortune!"

She smiled awkwardly but politely.

He then pulled Cen Wan aside, intending to ask her what happened, but Qin Yuchuan suddenly appeared behind her and put his arm around her waist.

The sudden contact startled her, causing her to turn around.

Upon seeing Qin Yuchuan's face clearly, she subconsciously took a few steps back to distance herself from him.

Song Nuan pointed to the huge crowd behind her.

"Is this what you mean by simply having a meal with your parents?"