Chapter 104 Don't push your luck.
Jiang Shiyuan walked to the entrance hall, turned on the video call, and was taken aback:
"Secretary Han?"
"Madam, Mr. Xie asked me to bring you something. Please open the door to receive it." Outside the door, Han Xu held a large, exquisite white box in both hands, his attitude towards her as respectful as ever.
Although Jiang Shiyuan disliked Xie Jinghuai, she still had a good impression of Han Xu. During her five years in the Xie family, Han Xu was one of the few who genuinely treated her as the young mistress.
She had always known that Secretary Han had secretly made a lot of efforts to help her and Xie Jinghuai's relationship develop.
But it was completely useless.
Xie Jinghuai was like Lin Zhixin's devotee; he was devout, single-minded, and loyal, and could not tolerate any other woman.
Jiang Shiyuan opened the door, her voice calm and collected, "What is this?"
Han Xu smiled broadly, "The day after tomorrow, you will be attending the auction with President Xie. This evening dress was personally selected for you by President Xie according to your figure."
Jiang Shiyuan watched coldly, feeling no joy whatsoever, and even finding Xie Jinghuai's behavior extremely offensive.
"In addition, there is a set of emerald and diamond jewelry that Mr. Xie bought at an auction in the UK yesterday. It is the only set in the world and is still on its way back. I will send it to you as soon as it arrives."
Han Xu's face lit up with joy, making Jiang Shiyuan seem like a concubine who had been banished to the cold palace but was suddenly favored again. "When you wear this dress and multi-million dollar jewelry, and make your first public appearance with President Xie, you will definitely outshine everyone and be the envy of all!"
Jiang Shiyuan's lips twitched slightly, a mocking sneer playing on her lips.
For five years, the man never appeared in public with her, nor did he take her to any events. This so-called wealthy wife ended up without a dress of her own or any jewelry made for her, even on the day of their divorce.
Now, with divorce imminent and she no longer wanting the money, he's eagerly offering it all to her.
Does this mean that if you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way?
Han Xu had assumed that his wife would at least bring the things inside so he could try them out properly after he left.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Shiyuan opened the box right in front of him.
Pure white silk, exquisite craftsmanship, and top-notch quality.
"I've never liked white, doesn't your CEO Xie know that?"
Jiang Shiyuan's almond-shaped eyes were cold and indifferent as she lifted her skirt. "Lin Zhixin likes white, not me."
Han Xu's expression froze: "..."
"besides."
Jiang Shiyuan's gaze was like an icy blade, slicing through the gorgeous silk. "The measurements of this dress are clearly a size smaller than mine. It's Lin Zhixin's size, not mine."
Han Xu was drenched in sweat!
"Xie Jinghuai and I are like strangers, but Xie Jinghuai and Miss Lin are more like husband and wife. It's perfectly reasonable that he habitually buys clothes in his sweetheart's size."
The next second, Jiang Shiyuan casually tossed the million-dollar dress into the nearby trash can.
Han Xian was shocked and panicked. "Madam! What's wrong with you...?"
“I have never been a doll to be dressed up as anyone pleases. I already gave Mr. Xie enough face by promising to attend. To expect me to do things his way is just asking for too much.”
Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and lowered her voice, "Thank you for making the trip, Secretary Han. Please go back now."
Han Xu was anxious, "But Madam..."
"Miss Jiang." Another steady voice came.
"Secretary Xing?" Jiang Shiyuan looked at Xing Zhen walking towards her with a surprised expression.
What's going on tonight? It's quite lively.
Han Xu's expression suddenly turned cold.
Xing Zhen ignored Han Xu, first bowing politely, then offering the bag in her hand:
“Miss Jiang, the trench coat you gave to our CEO Fu last time fit him perfectly. He liked it very much and asked me to come and thank you.”
Jiang Shiyuan smiled and said, "It's good that he can wear it; I'm just afraid it won't fit me."
Has Madam and Fu Chenzhou gotten this close? She even bought clothes for Fu Chenzhou?!
The kindness that was once reserved only for Mr. Xie was gradually given to others by his wife.
Han Xu was extremely flustered.
He felt that his wife's love for Mr. Xie was like sand held in the palm of his hand; no matter how tightly he held on, it could not be stopped from slowly slipping through his fingers.
"To express my gratitude, Mr. Fu also picked out an outfit for you. You can wear it casually, so don't feel pressured." Xing Zhen glanced at the trash can casually, a half-smile on her face.
Jiang Shiyuan hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and then took the bag:
"Please thank Mr. Fu for me."
Because of the child, she always felt indebted to Fu Chenzhou. She felt embarrassed to refuse.
But this almost drove Han Xu crazy with anxiety and anger!
He actually has a pretty good temper, but seeing his wife treat him so differently, he felt like a capybara jumping around in a campfire!
Jiang Shiyuan didn't say much and turned to go home.
Xing Zhen successfully completed her mission, glanced at Han Xu with a "the advantage is in my hands" look, and was about to leave when Han Xu gritted his teeth and said:
"He's a respectable person, but his actions are utterly disgraceful."
Xing Zhen's face darkened, and he clenched his fist, making it hard.
Han Xu raised an eyebrow with a cold laugh, "Interfering in someone else's marriage is not a respectable thing."
"What about dignity?"
Xing Zhenle spoke up, "He clearly has a wife and children, yet he's seen with other women, like brothers and sisters, and that's considered respectable?"
Holy crap! A fatal blow!
Han Xu was instantly rendered speechless, his face flushed with anger, and he stormed off.
Xing Zhen scoffed coldly, "You can't beat them in a fight, and you can't win an argument with them. Xie Jinghuai is shrewd, and the people around him are even shrewder."
...
Han Xu failed in his mission and returned to Xie Jinghuai dejectedly to report back.
"What did you say? Jiang Shiyuan confiscated it?"
Xie Jinghuai slammed the file on the table with a bang, his phoenix eyes flashing with a hint of malice. "I specially chose this for her, and she didn't even glance at it?"
"I looked... but I didn't take it." Han Xu felt a chill run down his spine.
He didn't dare tell anyone that his wife had thrown the clothes in the trash can, for fear that the CEO would get so angry that he would have a stroke.
Xie Jinghuai's handsome face was chillingly cold. "Heh, what's this? Trying to put on a high-and-mighty persona in front of me? Does she think she's special in my eyes?"
"My wife has never liked these luxurious things, and she has been like that for the past five years."
Han Xu rolled his eyes inwardly and muttered under his breath, "You've just never cared about your wife, you've never paid attention to her."
"Alright, what do you, an outsider, know about my business with her and her husband?"
A nameless rage surged within Xie Jinghuai, his neck stiffening like a stubborn mule. "I truly regret wasting my time on her; she doesn't deserve it at all!"
Han Xu sighed: Here we go again.
"She doesn't like it, but someone else does."
Xie Jinghuai's eyes narrowed, revealing a hidden, resentful emotion. "Tomorrow, find some time to deliver it to Miss Lin."
Han Xu couldn't suppress the urge to smile. "Yes, I understand."
Making Lin Zhixin wear clothes picked up from a trash can is like throwing trash into a trash can—it's such a perfect match!
...
Jiang Shiyuan carried the bag that Xing Zhen had brought her back to her bedroom upstairs.
She opened the box, her pupils contracted, and a thought flickered in her mind—
Surprisingly, it was a high-end custom-made women's suit, pure black in color and made of satin.
Sophisticated, minimalist, casual, comfortable...
Handsome and elegant, he perfectly matches her aesthetic!
Jiang Shiyuan's lips unconsciously curled up. She, who had never been particular about her clothes, couldn't wait to put on the suit.
The reflection in the mirror makes me look like a powerful and charismatic female CEO!
Jiang Shiyuan raised her hand and covered her chest, where her heart was beating vigorously, and her whole body felt as if her blood was heating up.
Suddenly, she noticed a note in the box and quickly bent down to pick it up.
The handwriting above is vigorous and powerful, each stroke precise and neat.
To Ms. Jiang:
A charming woman, full of energy. Keep it up, I believe in you!
Signed: Fu Chenzhou
Jiang Shiyuan was stunned for a moment, then covered her pale pink lips, laughing uncontrollably.
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