He casually placed the jade pendant around Zhou Mei’s neck, saying, “I heard it’s been blessed, perfect for protecting you and the child.”
His voice was gentle and tender.
Ruan Mi’s nails dug deeply into her palms; she had knelt until her pants were torn and her knees were swollen before finally begging Master Deyuan to bless it.
In the cold autumn weather, her knees were completely injured.
Mu Xiubai actually hung it around Zhou Mei’s neck.
Zhou Mei, meanwhile, nestled in Mu Xiubai’s arms, watching her smugly.
Then, she clung to Mu Xiubai’s neck like a little bird.
“Xiubai, you’re so good to me.”
Mu Xiubai gently patted Zhou Mei’s back, but his arrogant eyes were fixed on Ruan Mi.
The contract was gone, and he couldn’t possibly use it as a reason to get the jade pendant back and smoothly proceed with the divorce. Forget about it.
Ruan Mi watched coldly, pressing her tongue against her back teeth,
deliberately ignoring the sharp pain deep in her heart.
What kind of monster was the man she had loved for five years?
A cold laugh suddenly escaped her lips.
A pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes flashed with a sharp light, piercing straight into Mu Xiubai’s heart.
Mu Xiubai’s eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowing.
He had seen that look before; at the negotiating table, Ruan Mi was like a sharp knife.
Now, that knife was pointed at him.
His chest tightened, and he loosened his tie.
“You said it yourself, if you get all the contracts, you’ll obediently sign the divorce papers.”
Leaving the Mu Group, Ruan Mi went straight to her lawyer.
Since Mu Xiubai was unwilling to divorce her readily, and Zhou Mei was so restless, causing her so much trouble, they were so disgusting to her, so she wouldn’t blame her for using underhanded methods.
At the top floor of the Bo Group building, in the president’s office, a man of refined elegance and noble bearing stood powerfully before the floor-to-ceiling window.
A well-tailored black suit accentuated his tall figure, his straight legs encased in trousers, exuding a powerful allure.
One hand was in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette, smoke swirling around him.
His handsome, almond-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed, the complex expression beneath barely perceptible.
His assistant stood ramrod straight beside him, silent and unsmiling.
The two cold figures made the entire room feel eerily cold.
The cigarette burned out between his fingers, and Bo Ye slowly turned, stubbing the butt in the ashtray, and spoke coldly.
“Tianyi, is it true that Ruan Ruan said she wants a divorce? It doesn’t seem quite real to me.” Tianyi
looked up, somewhat surprised. The cold-faced tyrant who commanded respect in the outside world was actually questioning the truth of Miss Ruan’s words.
There was even a hint of worry and fear in his eyes.
However, it was only a fleeting thought, and his expression quickly returned to normal.
Tianyi dared not speak ill of Ruan Mi, so his answer was rather neutral, “Mr. Bo, Miss Ruan is such a proud and intelligent person; it’s impossible for her not to divorce after being deceived like this.”
Bo Ye scoffed.
She was quite arrogant, spoiled and willful in front of him. As for being smart, if she were truly smart, why would she willingly become a substitute, almost ruining her body? In his opinion, she was just purely love-struck.
Bo Ye: “Five years of chasing after him, where did you see her being smart? I think she just hasn’t given up on Mu Xiubai yet.”
Bo Ye recalled Ruan Mi’s babbling in her dream last night, still calling out Mu Xiubai’s name while holding him. She even mentioned Zhou Mei.
Tian Yi was a little confused. Had he answered incorrectly? So he reorganized his words.
“Miss Ruan is innocent and beautiful, devoted to her feelings, and her character is commendable.”
Bo Ye snorted coldly, “Devoted to a scumbag, what kind of good character is that?”
Tian Yi: “…”
He’d better shut up!
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the president’s office.
Tian Yi went to open the door, and the person who came in said a few words and was sent away.
The door closed, and Tian Yi turned around and reported to Bo Ye truthfully.
“Mr. Bo, Miss Ruan went to Mu’s Group and went directly to see Attorney Zhang after she came out.”
Meanwhile, in the coffee shop, Ruan Mi was discussing the details of her divorce with Attorney Zhang.
Ruan Mi asked, “Attorney Zhang, if I asked for fifty percent of Mu’s Group’s shares, could you grant my request?”
Attorney Zhang was introduced by Bo Yuan, although she hadn’t heard of her in China.
But she trusted Bo Yuan; Attorney Zhang must possess considerable ability.
At least she wouldn’t be deterred by Mu Xiubai’s identity.
Attorney Zhang adjusted her glasses, her bright eyes revealing shrewdness, a slight smile playing on her lips, her voice gentle and pleasant.
“No problem. As long as Miss Ruan is willing to cooperate, fifty percent of Mu’s Group’s shares will be legally transferred to Miss Ruan’s name.”
Her answer was prompt and without hesitation, her eyes radiating confidence.
Ruan Mi felt slightly relieved; the person Bo Yuan introduced was indeed reliable.
After seeing Ruan Mi off, Zhang Nan quickly received a call from Bo Ye.
Looking at the caller ID, Zhang Nan’s eyes crinkled with a smile.
“President Bo has been calling quite frequently these past few days! Does he miss me? Want to treat me to dinner?”
The tone was full of teasing.
Zhang Nan was someone Bo Ye met abroad; there wasn’t a single case she couldn’t win overseas.
Because of her straightforward and fearless personality, she offended many powerful figures. Bo Ye, valuing talent, took Zhang Nan under his wing.
Currently, Zhang Nan is Bo Ye’s personal lawyer.
Their relationship is both superior-subordinate and friend.
“What does she want?”
His voice was still deep and magnetic, but Zhang Nan detected a hint of nervousness in Bo Ye’s tone.
Zhang Nan chuckled. It’s true, every one has their match.
Even someone as calm and collected as him, unfazed by a collapsing mountain, could feel fear and tension.
“Don’t worry, she’s here to ask for 50% of the Mu Group’s shares. You can proceed with your plan with confidence.”
Hanging up the phone, Bo Ye’s thin lips curved slightly.
A famous entertainment venue in Shanghai.
Bright lights, decadent glamour.
Couples danced intimately on the dance floor, while in an inconspicuous corner, Ruan Mi sipped wine from a wine glass.
Several handsome young men served her.
Some poured wine, some massaged shoulders, some pressed legs.
She was completely at ease.
The sofa beside her sank deep as Ruan Mi swallowed the last drop of wine in her glass.
A drop of red liquid slid down her chin and into her collar, her fair, slender neck gleaming like white jade.
Ruan Mi was incredibly alluring.
Zhou Mei had accompanied Mu Xiubai to meet a high-ranking official from the capital. She
hadn’t expected to run into Ruan Mi here.
Even more surprising was that Ruan Mi would hire male models; in a place like this, hiring male models was just the first step, the next step was obvious.
Zhou Mei’s eyes gleamed. She casually leaned back on the sofa, her legs naturally crossed, and said sarcastically, “Xiubai doesn’t want to touch you, so you’re here looking for excitement?”
Ruan Mi put down her glass, her eyebrows raised, her tone light, as if the woman opposite her was a longtime friend, not a mistress who had destroyed her marriage.
She showed no displeasure at Zhou Mei’s uninvited arrival.
“Would you like a drink?” After saying that, she seemed to remember something, “Oh right, you’re pregnant, you can’t drink, have some water instead! To soothe your throat.”