"It's not confirmed yet, but I just went to see him at the hospital with the divorce papers. He probably had a change of heart and signed them very readily. We'll go through the formalities after he's discharged."
When I said this, I spoke with great satisfaction, as if I had already stepped out of the walled city of marriage.
"That's good. Congratulations, you're about to escape this sea of suffering."
"Thanks."
I heard someone talking on his end, so I figured he was still busy with work. I replied, "You go ahead and do your work. I'm driving. Talk to you later."
"Okay, be careful."
After hanging up the phone, I was almost at the company.
After parking the car, I thought about the phone call I had just had, and for no apparent reason, I felt like I was having an affair.
I don't know if it's just my imagination, but Su Shenglin seems to care a lot about when I will get a divorce.
My "reporting" to him on the progress of the divorce felt more like reassuring my lover, who was anxiously waiting for me to become single again...
This time, I couldn't leave him twice, which made me feel inexplicably guilty, as if I was holding him back.
Pshaw! What are you thinking!
I suddenly cleared my mind and immediately banished those chaotic thoughts.
Su Shenglin, such a noble and refined person, like an immortal who is untouched by worldly affairs, was actually defiled by my filthy thoughts.
What a sin!
I cursed myself inwardly, grabbed my things, got out of the car, and locked the door.
The phone rang.
It is a local, unfamiliar landline number.
I suddenly had a premonition, it couldn't be—
Hello.
"Hello, is this Ms. Jiang Wan? I am a student affairs officer from the School of Fashion Design at Huaqiao University. I am calling to invite you to participate in the series of events celebrating Huaqiao University's centennial anniversary next month. I would like to know if you can attend?"
Holding my phone, I strongly suspected that Su Shenglin had spoken to the school.
"Sure, I work in Jiangcheng."
"Okay, I'll make a note here. A little later, I'll add you to a WeChat group. It's for alumni who can return to campus for the celebration, so it'll be easier to send out notifications."
"Okay, thank you, teacher."
After hanging up the phone, I was overjoyed.
As she walked toward the elevator, she told Su Shenglin and Li Yunwei about it on WeChat.
Li Yunwei replied instantly.
Su Shenglin replied an hour later.
In short: Good.
I stared blankly at his WeChat, lost in thought.
His WeChat profile picture is very grand; it shows a warship sailing towards the sun on a sea surface bathed in the glow of sunset.
I don't know if this picture was found online or if he took it himself in some situation.
But since it can be openly used as a profile picture, it means that it does not involve military secrets.
I stared at that profile picture again and again, and felt that the small image perfectly matched his image and temperament.
Full of youthful vigor and majestic strength, isolated from the world, yet guarding the nation's territory and ensuring peace for all families.
I'm obsessed.
Everything about him is viewed through a filter in my eyes and in my heart.
Late-stage love-struck maniac.
For the past two months, I've been dealing with all sorts of terrible things, but that finally came to an end with Jiang Haiyang's arrest.
I don't know if Gu Yanqing is really helping him. I asked my lawyer and learned that Jiang Haiyang's case has reached the litigation stage.
I also learned that Jiang Haiyang is actively paying back taxes and late fees in order to reduce his sentence.
As a result, the Jiang family sold off their assets, including the newly established trading company.
That's not enough; it seems we're still short by 50 million.
Upon hearing this news, I couldn't help but smile.
Jiang Haiyang has finally shot himself in the foot; it's all retribution.
People's work efficiency also increases when they are in a good mood.
I was struck by inspiration and completed a series of haute couture designs, leaving the actual cutting and production to my assistants.
But I personally designed Chen Muxi's performance costume.
I've been so busy lately that I haven't even had time to sleep. Every day when I open my eyes, there's just so much work to do.
I could finally breathe a sigh of relief after I found a professional manager I liked and took full control of my clothing company.
But before I could even relax, new troubles came knocking.
Early in the morning, I was busy in my private studio upstairs from the company when Xiao Yingtao came up to report: "Sister Wan, that Ms. Tang is here again, insisting on seeing you."
I stepped out from behind the model, a bad feeling creeping into my heart: "My stepmother?"
"Hmm, she clearly doesn't have good intentions. Mr. Yang is currently receiving her. He said you weren't in the company today, but she's still refusing to leave. What do you think—should we have security kick her out, or go down and meet her?"
The "General Manager Yang" that Xiaoyingtao mentioned is my newly hired professional manager, Yang Qianmu, a senior industry professional with many years of experience working in the overseas fashion industry.
I could roughly guess why Tang Xiue had come to see me. After thinking for a moment, I breathed a sigh of relief: "How about this... you invite her to the coffee shop downstairs from the company and tell her that I'm rushing back from outside now, and ask her to wait for you."
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
Little Cherry left, and I continued to work, but my mind was already racing with thoughts of how to handle the situation later.
After Jiang Haiyang paid the outstanding taxes and late fees, the crisis at the ocean trading company was resolved, and it was able to continue generating profits.
But his newly opened Sihai Trading Company was sold to someone else.
He also lost his shares in the ocean trading company, and the company's continued profits were no longer his concern.
In other words, Jiang Haiyang's attempt to escape completely failed.
He wanted to frame me and make me take the blame for him, but not only did he fail, he also got himself involved, leaving him penniless and heavily in debt.
That's not all; he unintentionally made my wedding dress.
Because I am now the largest shareholder of Ocean Shipping Trading, I do not participate in the operation and management, but I can enjoy dividends every year.
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