Sheng Lianjue: “I am married.”
Lady Huide was surprised. “When did that happen? Could it be the lady by your side?”
Sheng Lianjue, who had always been the center of attention, drew astonished looks from the other guests.
Sheng Lianjue was actually already married?
Not a single whisper of this had leaked to the outside world.
This truly came as a surprise to many.
Jiang Lan was the daughter of the Jiang family, and the two families were close friends.
Yet their relationship was known throughout the entire capital, and Jiang Lan was the one most likely to become Mrs. Sheng.
The murmurs gradually quieted down as everyone waited for his answer.
Sheng Lianjue said calmly, “She is unwell today and couldn’t attend. Next time, I will definitely bring her.”
If it wasn’t her, then who could it be?
Lady Huide nodded thoughtfully. “I see. Then I look forward to meeting the young lady you married. I’m very curious about which family’s daughter managed to win you over.”
“Of course.”
The socialites present, upon hearing the news of Sheng Lianjue’s marriage, gritted their teeth in frustration.
They had all assumed Sheng Lianjue would marry Jiang Lan, but who knew he was already married, and not to her.
Many socialites had initially held onto hope, thinking there might still be a chance, but now it turned out he had already tied the knot long ago.
It was just kept secret from the public.
The more they couldn’t guess who the woman married to Sheng Lianjue was, the more curious they became, and the more they wanted to know.
In the entire capital, the number of prestigious families whose banquets Sheng Lianjue would attend could be counted on one hand.
Sheng Lianjue didn’t stay long at the banquet, leaving after just an hour.
On the way back, Gao Yuan was driving, with Jiang Lan in the passenger seat. The car was as quiet as ever.
Only Sheng Lianjue occasionally picked up his phone to check, as if waiting for someone’s message.
After a while, the man turned off his phone, tossed it aside, and closed his eyes to rest.
On the way back to Junlin Mansion, a heavy rain began to fall.
On the remote highway, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, raindrops pattered noisily against the car windows, the chaotic sounds making everyone feel restless.
As Sheng Lianjue dozed lightly, a soft voice suddenly echoed in his mind, “…Hold me, please? It’s thundering, I’m scared.”
Then the tender scene abruptly shifted: “Let’s… get a divorce.”
Sheng Lianjue’s eyes snapped open, his heart pounding as if about to leap from his chest, a feeling of panic he had never experienced before.
Gao Yuan: “We’re here, President.”
Sheng Lianjue was about to get out of the car when, in the dark, rainy night outside, a flash of lightning briefly illuminated the sky.
He saw a figure curled up by the door, hugging herself, shivering uncontrollably from the cold.
Gao Yuan was about to get out and fetch an umbrella when he saw the person from the back passenger seat had already opened the car door and strode out into the rain.
“President, an umbrella!”
Sheng Lianjue didn’t respond. Jiang Lan watched as he walked into the rain.
Jiang Lan’s heart felt as if it had been stabbed.
When it came to playing pitiful and seeking sympathy to win Sheng Lianjue back, she truly was no match for Jiang Wan.
Jiang Wan couldn’t stand up due to the cramping pain in her lower abdomen.
Her uterus would react like this whenever she caught a chill or got cold.
Cold sweat had already broken out on her forehead, her face pale from the pain, her entire body trembling.
She didn’t know when this rain would stop.She hadn’t known it would rain today.
She blew on her cold hands and rubbed them together.
Not long after, a pair of black leather shoes entered her downcast line of sight.
A familiar, indifferent voice sounded from above, “Get up.”
Jiang Wan’s legs were somewhat numb from squatting. She supported herself against the wall behind her and stood up.
Sheng Lianjue reached out and grabbed her arm, but Jiang Wan pushed his hand away. Her eyes, devoid of any emotion, looked at him, “Assistant Gao said that as long as I came back, you would release my brother! Now that I’m back, can you fulfill your promise?”
Sheng Lianjue: “Let’s talk inside.”
Jiang Wan grabbed his arm, refusing, “Whatever you have to say, we can make it clear right here. What exactly do you want? I’ve already knelt. If you think it’s my fault for wanting to divorce you, and you want me to admit my mistake, I admit it!”
“My brother has children. He can’t be in trouble.”
“I’m begging you, Sheng Lianjue.”
Sheng Lianjue’s deep eyes watched her.
At that moment, another voice chimed in, “This matter isn’t Brother Lian Jue’s fault. Your brother’s factory had problems to begin with, Jiang Wan… if you were a bit more sensible, you wouldn’t say such things to Brother Lian Jue.”
“Besides, your brother’s factory also has a share from Shengshi Group. When problems arise, Shengshi Group has the right to intervene promptly to minimize losses, to prevent things from spiraling out of control later. Even if Zong Wangchuan is arrested and sent to prison, it’s because he was blinded by greed and did something he shouldn’t have, which is why the regulatory authorities caught the issue.”
Jiang Lan, dressed in formal attire and holding an umbrella, walked over to Sheng Lianjue’s side. It wasn’t hard to tell they had just attended some banquet.
They went to a banquet, yet they made her wait here for three or four hours.
Jiang Wan said with a hint of bitter amusement, “Is that so? If there were problems, why weren’t they resolved earlier? Why did it happen exactly when I wanted to divorce him? What a coincidence that my brother got into trouble right then. And, Miss Jiang, this is between Sheng Lianjue and me. May I ask what identity you’re using to meddle in our affairs?”
“The future second Mrs. Jiang?”