Fang Shiyan's company is indeed facing the biggest crisis in its history, and Fang Shiyan has become busier than before since being discharged from the hospital.
Li Qingyun wanted him to take care of his health, but her son was so busy that he didn't have any time to rest.
These days, Li Qingyun often visits Fang Shiyan at the company, but unexpectedly sees Fang Shiyan's divorce documents.
Li Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then exploded on the spot.
She stormed into Fang Shiyan's office, slammed the documents on his desk, and yelled, "Wen Yixing actually wants so much money?! She's asking for an exorbitant amount! How dare she!"
Fang Shiyan had a headache.
Besides company matters, online public opinion has also begun to spiral out of control.
The lack of immediate public relations efforts at the time makes it somewhat too late to offer explanations now.
Moreover, he was secretly married at the time, and the revelation would only further enrage his fans.
“We will talk.” Fang Shiyan rubbed his temples and said calmly, “Please go out first, I still have work to do.”
Li Qingyun insisted, "When will we talk? Today? I want to talk to her too."
"She's insane! Doesn't she know what the company's situation is? She's trying to bankrupt you! She's ruthless! I really misjudged her!"
Fang Shiyan was extremely annoyed. Ever since the past two months, nothing had gone right for him.
"I told you, I still have work to do." Fang Shiyan's voice turned cold, his gaze seemingly icy. "You can leave now!"
"......"
Li Qingyun wanted to say something more, but seeing her son's expression, she held back and left the office without saying anything.
Shortly after she left, Fang Shiyan's assistant came over and whispered, "Mr. Fang, Madam is coming today."
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Wen Yixing came here specifically for negotiations.
Before entering the company, Wen Yixing contacted Fang Shiyan's assistant.
The assistant knew that this was Mrs. Fang, who was going through a divorce with Mr. Fang, so he didn't dare to be negligent and immediately went downstairs to greet her.
As soon as Wen Yixing arrived, her assistant was already waiting on the first floor.
Upon seeing her approach, the assistant immediately came forward: "Madam."
"You don't need to call me that." Wen Yixing felt a little uncomfortable.
Besides, she would soon have nothing to do with Fang Shiyan anymore.
The assistant gave an awkward smile: "Okay."
Wen Yixing was dressed quite formally today. She wore a lace-trimmed shirt and suit pants, and her hair was pulled up, making her look both gentle and capable.
As the two passed by the front desk, the staff on duty couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
Seeing Wen Yixing looking over, the two receptionists with exquisite makeup immediately returned a polite smile.
After they left, the receptionists began to discuss the matter in hushed tones.
"Who is this? It's Brother Li who came down to greet us personally."
"I don't know, but the outfit she was wearing was quite nice, and she had a great presence."
"But why does it look so familiar?"
The woman who was standing next to Mr. Fang's assistant was just as imposing; the receptionist only glanced at her briefly and didn't dare to look closely.
"I also feel like I've seen her somewhere before. Maybe all pretty girls look alike," another receptionist whispered.
Upstairs, the assistant brought Wen Yixing to Fang Shiyan's office. He knocked on the door and opened it: "Mr. Fang, Miss Wen has arrived."
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Fang Shiyan was brewing tea in his office, which was filled with a faint aroma of tea.
Wen Yixing sat opposite him, took a sip of tea, and asked, "So, what do you think?"
This was the first time Fang Shiyan had negotiated with her in such a businesslike manner.
“I cannot divide so much property in a short time.” Fang Shiyan paused, remained silent for a long while, and then said, “You will have custody of our son.”
Wen Yixing pushed the documents in her hand forward and said, "Not many, and not many for you either."
Wen Yixing smiled and said gently, "After all, your mother gave Jiang Ruyue three million before, right?"
Fang Shiyan looked at her.
The eyes he once knew so well no longer held the love he once had.
She was very rational and clear-headed when discussing the issue of property with him.
"Moreover," Wen Yixing took another sip of tea, her gaze still gentle, "I have more evidence than you can imagine."
"You can think about it again. We can still see each other in court."
Fang Shiyan remained silent.
The current situation is indeed very unfavorable to him.
His wife, however, was never a mindless idiot.
Wen Yixing quietly sipped her tea, waiting for his answer. Fang Shiyan was such a smart person; he should know how to make a choice.
Wen Yixing was very certain.
He will choose to protect his career.
Sure enough, after an unknown amount of time, Wen Yixing heard him say, "...Okay."
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July arrived, and so did the day of our divorce.
On the day she went to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Wen Yixing got up very early and arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
He met up with Fang Shiyan at the entrance.
Fang Shiyan still looked like he hadn't had a good rest in a long time, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.
Fang Shiyan rarely spoke during the process of completing the formalities.
Wen Yixing remained silent, and the atmosphere became somber.
Fortunately, almost everyone waiting to complete the procedures here is like this.
Overall, the procedures went very smoothly.
As Fang Shiyan left the Civil Affairs Bureau, he watched as he got closer and closer to the exit.
Once they walk out of that door, they will truly have nothing to do with each other anymore.
As if by some strange twist of fate, Fang Shiyan suddenly called out to her.
Wen Yixing turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Fang Shiyan stared at her blankly for a while, then said, "It's nothing."
Wen Yixing looked away and said, "Mm."
After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, the two parted ways.
Unbeknownst to Wen Yixing, Fang Shiyan suddenly stopped and turned to watch her departing figure.
Someone came to pick her up, and she got into a black car.
After the car drove away, Fang Shiyan silently withdrew his gaze.
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Wen Yixing sat in the passenger seat.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, she felt somewhat happy.
She still vaguely remembers the day she and Fang Shiyan came to get their marriage certificate when she was twenty-one. She felt nervous, excited, and happy.
But seven years later, she only feels relieved.
It was very easy.
It was as if the shackles binding her had finally disappeared.
She opened the car window, letting the wind blow freely and the sunlight shine on her face.
My face felt warm, and so did my heart.
She thought that this time, she had finally ushered in her true rebirth.
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