"Is that even possible? How could they have managed to transfer all the assets back to the country in such a short span?"
While Ziyue still held onto a hint of doubt, deep down, she couldn't deny the creeping sense of truth.
Yichen's expression turned solemn, "If we don't mind the losses, two months will make it."
"Two months??"
Yichen nodded pensively.
Ziyue's gaze shifted downward, her hand gently pressing against her forehead as she contemplated. The surge of emotions within her was indescribable.
She thought the divorce agreement and property division were the utmost secrets Muchen had concealed from her, yet little did she know that an even greater revelation lurked beneath the surface.
Muchen had always been a cautious and meticulous person, and she knew that better than anyone. Yet, she never fathomed the extent of his meticulousness, the depths of the secrets he had kept hidden from her.
It was as if each action, one after another, was a last-ditch effort, a culmination of his careful planning. As each piece fell into place, it became increasingly difficult for Ziyue to come to terms with the weight of it all. While she comprehended that these actions were born out of necessity, the sheer accumulation of everything made it hard for her to digest it immediately.
Noticing Ziyue's perturbed expression, Yichen briefly glanced at Ke before saying, "Um, Mrs. Qin?"
Ziyue withdrew her hand, adjusting her posture as she weakly leaned back in her chair. She questioned, "Didn't you refer to me as Ms. Ziyue the other day? What's with the sudden switch to Mrs. Qin?"
Yichen looked visibly embarrassed, realizing he had just grown accustomed to addressing her that way.
Moreover, Yichen knew it wasn't Muchen's heartfelt intention to divorce Ziyue. But as a lawyer, he had to follow specific procedures to dissolve their marriage legally.
On the other hand, Ke had no idea that Muchen and Ziyue were already divorced, and her eyes were filled with confusion, "What are you talking about?"
Ziyue turned to look at Ke and smiled, "Muchen and I have divorced."
"What?"
"Perhaps it's a bit hard to understand right now. Even I was a bit puzzled when I first found out."
Ziyue didn't dwell on the question.
She massaged her slightly sore neck and leisurely continued, "There's no need to wonder why we can't reach Chuan. Some crook from Country J must have been itching to make a move. It's no surprise that a burglary happened in the villa last night. They must have already known that the LK headquarters in Country J is a sham."
The person who broke into the villa last night was probably there to gather intelligence. After all, those motivated by self-interest would never believe that Muchen, who was wealthy and influential, would give all his assets to a woman.
She was now no longer Muchen's wife but his ex-wife.
Ex-wife? The word felt foreign to Ziyue.
She stood up and brooded, "I think I have a handle on the situation now. You two can decide who will go to Country J to find Chuan. Come back to me with your findings. After all, I'm your boss now."
Yichen and Ke watched Ziyue walk towards the door. Her steps were light, but they could feel the air of resentment in each stride.
After all, one couldn't blame Ziyue. It would be hard for any woman to discover that the husband had hidden many things. And to think he even hid the divorce...
Ke didn't dare to stop Ziyue from leaving as she seemed visibly upset.
She whispered to Yichen, "Did the boss and Ms. Ziyue really divorce?"
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