Chapter 5 Mrs. Jin is content to live a life of luxury
The air was thick with humidity.
The man approached step by step. He didn't change his shoes, and the soles of his shoes, wet with rain, left patches of dampness on the carpet.
Every step seemed to carry an extremely strong sense of pressure.
Jiang Xingyao was taken aback when she heard his angry words: "I don't like it, I'll handle it myself, why is President Jin so angry?"
Does this ring have some special meaning?
The man's mention of a wedding ring struck Jiang Xingyao as incredibly ironic, and her own words were dripping with sarcasm.
Calling the reward given to Jiang Cancan a wedding ring is indeed a bit ridiculous.
Jin Qingyu said, "If you don't like it, just put it aside. The Jin family isn't so poor that Mrs. Jin has to auction off her wedding ring."
But is it really just that you don't like it?
Jiang Xingyao, what on earth are you doing?
Jiang Xingyao sensed his implied meaning: he felt she had embarrassed him by auctioning off the ring.
Jiang Xingyao herself was somewhat surprised that Ji Yunyin had actually brought the ring to the auction.
But she still chuckled lightly: "Wedding ring, if Mr. Jin doesn't tell me, who would know what that ring is for?"
Jiang Xingyao's purpose was made clear from the very beginning.
She had kept the divorce agreement on the living room table, waiting for Jin Qingyu to return.
At that moment, he casually pushed the papers in front of him aside.
Before she could speak, Jin Qingyu looked away first: "This is not negotiable. You can be temperamental, you can ask for other things, but divorce is impossible."
Jiang Xingyao found it all very strange.
Or perhaps, after all this time, she still doesn't know what Jin Qingyu is insisting on.
"Anything is fine with me?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
"As long as we don't get divorced," Jin Qingyu said.
He stood in front of the sofa, looking down at Jiang Xingyao. His dark eyes seemed to hold an unfathomable mist, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Jiang Xingyao looked up and met his gaze earnestly: "Where is Jiang Cancan's current position?"
"No." Without hesitation, Jiang Xingyao responded with a refusal.
Jiang Xingyao had expected this outcome, but she still found it ironic: "Has President Jin forgotten that I earned that position through countless trials and tribulations, and just because of one sentence from you, Jiang Cancan..."
“Jiang Xingyao, you’re already Mrs. Jin, isn’t that enough? Spend money on pleasure and live a life of luxury, why bother competing with Jiang Cancan for a secretary position?” Jin Qingyu said.
Now they tell her to live a life of luxury, but who knows what they're saying behind her back, judging her by Jiang Cancan for being ignorant.
Even though more than a year has passed, Jiang Xingyao still feels a dull ache in her heart when she thinks about it.
My maternal grandfather passed away, my father seized the Qu family's assets, the company was changed to the Jiang family name, and even my mother didn't know where they had imprisoned her.
She gave up her dream of attending a music academy and instead worked part-time while studying to get into business school.
After graduation, she overcame numerous obstacles and obtained the position of secretary to the president of Jin's Group.
She once regarded Jin Qingyu as her idol, and she always wanted to follow Jin Qingyu and learn from him. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, she wanted to take back her grandfather's hard work.
On the very day she was about to start her job full of hope, she was told that she had been fired and that the CEO had personally chosen a secretary who was his former junior from school.
It's Jiang Cancan.
All her efforts, her desperate attempts to get closer to him, seemed incredibly ironic.
At that time, he casually said, "Miss Jiang, we're getting engaged soon, so you can just relax and enjoy yourself."
Marriage and a life of luxury were just part of his game with Jiang Cancan.
The memories weren't very pleasant.
Jiang Xingyao thought that after so much time had passed, she should be numb, but tears still rolled down her cheeks.
She quickly lowered her head, not wanting Jin Qingyu to see her disheveled appearance.
Jin Qingyu squatted down in front of Jiang Xingyao, took out a tissue and handed it to her, his voice still stiff: "The work of a secretary is not as simple as you think. Mrs. Jin does not need to suffer like this."
“Being Mrs. Jin is tiring too. Jin Qingyu, you asked me to make a request: give me Jiang Cancan’s place, and I won’t get a divorce,” Jiang Xingyao said.
The man half-squatted in front of her, and now he was looking up at her.
Jiang Xingyao saw her own reflection in his eyes.
It was as if he gave her the illusion that he only had eyes for her.
But the illusion shattered the next moment, and she heard Jin Qingyu say, "Stop fooling around, Jiang Cancan didn't make any mistakes at work, I wouldn't..."
"President Jin is being fair and just now. What about me, whom you kicked out so easily back then?" Jiang Xingyao asked.
She didn't necessarily want the secretary position.
Her decision to divorce remained unwavering, and naturally she wanted no further involvement with Jin Qingyu and the Jin family.
She simply wanted to make things difficult for Jin Qingyu.
She had held too many hopes for him before. No matter how untenable or absurd his words were, she would unconsciously embellish them into the image she wanted to see.
But now the filter is shattered, revealing the bloody truth, and there is no longer any embellishment.
Jiang Xingyao continued, "Is President Jin going to say that if it weren't for that marriage contract, the position of Mrs. Jin would belong to Jiang Cancan, and that I would have taken her place?"
"Since that's the case, I'm willing to give it up, so why don't you agree?"
Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the divorce agreement, as if reminding her of something.
Jiang Xingyao's voice was a little hoarse, whether it was because of those two tears or because she felt like she was catching a cold.
Jin Qingyu looked at the person in front of him. The woman had a bright and beautiful face, and seemed to always carry an air of arrogance and pride. Her eyes were full of sarcasm, and even though the corners of her red eyes still had tears that had not yet dried, it did not affect her arrogance.
Jin Qingyu stood up: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
He didn't want to continue the conversation and turned to go to the balcony.
Jiang Xingyao heard the sound of a lighter being turned on and off, and a faint smell of smoke seeped into the living room.
The blank divorce papers on the table seemed to mock her incompetence.
My grandfather's hard work was taken over, my mother's location could not be found, the position I finally got was replaced, I couldn't find a job, and I couldn't keep my husband. It was like a complete joke.
Jiang Xingyao suddenly felt like drinking.
But she doesn't even have the right to drink alcohol now; she has to think about the baby in her belly.
Ji Yunyin's phone rang at that moment, and Jiang Xingyao heard her excited voice: "Yaoyao, I've avenged you today."
I'd take your wedding ring to an auction and bid it on in front of that despicable couple.
You didn't see how dark Jin Qingyu's face was, like the bottom of a pot. He spent another 100 million to buy it back.
So, what do you think? Not only did it not depreciate, but it also angered that scumbag couple. Doesn't that make you feel better?
But then again, did he give you the ring? How about I take another picture for you and scam him even more?
A man like him, so concerned with his image, definitely wouldn't want Mrs. Jin's wedding ring to be out in the open. Believe me, if it happened again, he'd still bid.
“He didn’t give it to me,” Jiang Xingyao said, as she casually swiped her phone and happened to see Jiang Cancan’s WeChat Moments.
The woman raised one hand, and a huge diamond ring was worn on the ring finger of her left hand.
The ring fit perfectly.
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