A calculative streak flashed across Su Yige’s eyes. When she looked up again, her expression was already calm.
She asked Su Youcheng, “Grandpa, why do you think that LK Group’s chairman stipulated Ziyue to negotiate the contract with him?”
“As long as talks for the contract are successful, the rest is unimportant.”
Evidently, Suo Youcheng was unconcerned about such matters.
Su Yige was disgruntled as she continued, “Grandpa, if the contract remains unsigned, then that means there is a variable.”
“What are you trying to say?” It was only then that Su Youcheng turned his head to look at Su Yige.
“I believe that the chairman of LK Group has complicated feelings toward Ziyue.”
There were some things that people could understand even if the details were left out.
Su Yige watched Su Youcheng’s expression and tested the waters. “If LK Group’s chairman truly feels something for Ziyue, why don’t we make use of this opportunity and speed up the contract negotiations?”
Su Youcheng leaned back, his expression solemn. His eyes were half-narrowed as he mulled over the probability of this plan.
A victorious smile appeared in Su Yige’s eyes.
It was clear that Grandpa was taken by her words; if she just fanned the flames a little more, Grandpa might just agree to it.
“Grandpa, there were many other companies eyeing LK Group when I went to that banquet last time…”
Su Youcheng raised a hand and signaled her to stop speaking. He nodded imperceptibly. “I shall allow you to handle this matter.”
“Understood.”
Su Yige lowered her head, an eerie smile flashing across her eyes.
...
Su Ziyue only realized that she had forgotten her bag when she and An Xia returned to Su Group; her keys to her apartment and her purse were in that bag.
However, when she recalled Qin Muchen’s actions in his office earlier, the notion of going back to LK Group to retrieve her bag was dashed.
She was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from looking for Qin Muchen with a knife in her hand.
After successfully making it to the end of the work day, Su Ziyue made a difficult decision: she would just replace the door.
However, Su Ziyue immediately caught sight of Nan Chuan the moment she exited the building.
Nan Chuan smiled at her the moment he noticed Su Ziyue. “Mrs…”
“Shut it!” Su Ziyue walked over and shot a cold glare at him before dragging him to a deserted spot. “What is it?”
“The boss asked me to bring your bag over.” Having said that, he turned around and took out a bag from his car.
It was indeed Su Ziyue’s bag.
“Thank you.”
Su Ziyue took her bag and thanked him frostily before turning to leave.
Nan Chuan followed behind her; he was 190 centimeters in height, so he had to force his strides to be smaller in order to match her pace.
“Mrs. Qin, would you allow me to send you home?”
“What did I say last time? Don’t you remember? Do you not believe that I will paste your number and photo on the wall of a public toilet with the words ‘looking for a wife’ on it?”
Nan Chuan immediately stopped, his expression becoming solemn beyond belief. “Take care, Miss Su.”
Su Ziyue scoffed and got into her car to head back home.
...
As soon as she entered her home, she noticed that something was off; someone had been in here.
Su Ziyue’s face tensed up immediately. She gently removed her heels off and held one in her hand. She then shut the door, but not all the way through before making her way inside slowly while sticking close to the wall.
She looked around once she reached the corner, but she did not see anyone.
Was I thinking too much?
Wait—I haven’t checked the bathroom.
It was then that she headed to the kitchen to pick up a knife before heading to her destination.
She had just made it to the bathroom door when someone opened it from inside. Even after she got a clear look at the man standing inside the bathroom, Su Ziyue did not loosen her grip on the knife in her hand.
“How did you get in?”
Qin Muchen glanced at the gleaming knife in her hands and leaned against the door frame with his arms folded. His voice was even. “I got in by opening the door.”
“You duplicated my keys!” She should have gotten someone to change the locks when she was on the way back.
Qin Muchen lowered his head to look at her. “Of course I would need a set of keys for the house. Otherwise, how would I get inside our home?”
“Mr. Qin, I’m afraid that you’ve got it wrong. This is my home, not yours.”
Su Ziyue shot him an icy glare before turning to return the knife to the kitchen.
Qin Muchen followed her without much care for her feelings. “Mrs. Qin, you have to know that my name is listed in the spouse’s name column of your ID.”
Su Ziyue could smell the familiar sweet scent of her body wash when he neared her. That was the body wash that she and An Xia had bought when they went shopping last weekend.
This man’s shamelessness knew no boundaries.
Su Ziyue met his gaze, unwilling to relent. “Tell me—what would you do if I sue you for tricking me into marriage?”
This was a match in which both sides were evenly matched.
Su Ziyue thought that meeting Qin Muchen was a surprise; she hadn’t expected it to be a complete farce.
From the very beginning, there had been secrets.
Qin Muchen’s expression finally changed, slowly becoming weighty and solemn.
After a long silence, he slowly said, “Okay, I’ll accept that.”
Su Ziyue thought that this would be a long, drawn-out battle, but she hadn’t expected Qin Muchen to agree that easily.
She took a step back and ended up leaning against the table behind her. “Then, let’s go tomorrow.”
Qin Muchen’s expression regained its usual calmness. “That will have to depend on my schedule.”
...
A pot of soup simmered on the stove; the food on the table were all Su Ziyue’s favorites.
She paused for a second before picking up the food on the table and dumping it into the bin. She also dumped the soup on the stove, pouring it straight down the sink.
Qin Muchen had made it all.
She had never been able to understand his thoughts; he left things unexplained after she found out about his identity, and he also pretended as if nothing had ever happened at all as well.
In Su Ziyue’s life, things were straightforward; everything must have an absolute reason.
Once the two of them have filed for divorce and signed the contract, they would not cross paths again.
...
She did not go to LK Group to discuss the contract with Qin Muchen for the next few days.
Every day, she would keep looking for things to do at work, and when she returned home, she would order takeout for dinner. Once she was done, she would watch some television before heading to bed.
This was completely in line with the life she had envisioned before she came back.
She’d take back her father’s shares, cement her position at Su Group, and then find out which prison her father was locked up in—she wanted to see him.
Her life at the company continued; she did not talk much with anyone other than An Xia, but she was careful and humble with her work.
Slowly, the employees’ thoughts toward her began to change.
“LK Group informed us to come for contract negotiations this afternoon; they want us to bring all the documents too. It looks like they want to settle everything in one go.” An Xia pressed herself close to Su Ziyue’s side after picking up the phone call to tell her about the call’s contents.
“I see, then you should just prepare yourself then.” Su Ziyue’s attention was fixed on her computer, her fingers tapping away at the keyboard as she replied. She didn’t even so much as glance at An Xia.
“I’m telling you…” An Xia naturally picked up on Su Ziyue’s oddities, but she didn’t know where to begin, so she picked up Su Ziyue’s glass and said, “I’ll get you some water. Be right back.”
With that, she took Su Ziyue’s glass and disappeared into the break room.
She placed the glass under the water cooler to allow it to fill up. As she pulled out her phone to check a text message, another female employee entered the room. The employee placed her own glass to the side, and while An Xia’s attention was on her phone, the employee slipped a translucent pill into Su Ziyue’s glass. The pill immediately dissolved in the water, leaving no trace once it was in.
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