“Yu Baichuan, stop putting on airs here! How old are you, and you still can’t break that terrible habit?” Li Wanbai finally lost her temper, shouting angrily, “I’ve made it perfectly clear—I have no memory of these past ten years, I don’t know what it feels like to be married to you, and before I even get to properly enjoy it, I wake up to a divorce? Of course I’m going to stop you! My reason is that I have no memory of this decade, and my demand is: no divorce!”
Xu Tu broke out in a cold sweat. As expected of the first wife, her words carried such authority!
Having worked by Yu Baichuan’s side for so many years, he had never seen anyone else dare to speak to Yu Baichuan the way the first wife did.
Yu Baichuan stumbled slightly and said helplessly, “I’ve also made it perfectly clear—I’ve had enough of these ten years! Perhaps divorce is the best outcome for both of us, freeing you and freeing me!”
“But I…”
“Just because you have no memory doesn’t mean these ten years never happened. What you haven’t experienced, I have. Who can guarantee that your next ten years won’t be a repeat of my last ten?” Yu Baichuan raised his hand to rub his temples and strode quickly toward the door.
Su Chengzi could only stop outsiders, not Yu Baichuan. She silently stepped aside, watching the conference room door open and close. She turned her head, her face full of concern: “Xiaobai, don’t be upset… What Yu Baichuan said makes sense. A lot happened between you two over these ten years. Even though I wasn’t directly involved, I’ve heard about some of the outrageous things you did…”
“I never asked before—what exactly did I do to him over these ten years?” Li Wanbai frowned, puzzled.
“There were so many things. The minor stunts were no less than putting bugs in his breakfast, throwing all his clothes into a fire, hiding needles in his bed…”
As Su Chengzi spoke, Li Wanbai stared in shock.
Each and every incident was utterly disgusting.
“If those were just minor things, what major things did I do?”
“The major things you did were even more beastly. For example, right before Yu Baichuan was about to go abroad for an awards ceremony, you destroyed his flight information. Right before an important meeting, you took away his documents…” Su Chengzi was merely an observer, but if she knew about these major incidents, they must have been truly significant. She looked up at Li Wanbai and said, “And also—ah, forget it, I shouldn’t say anymore!”
“Don’t stop now! Did I do something earth-shattering, something particularly beastly?” Li Wanbai pressed.
Su Chengzi feared nothing—not her own mother, not even Li Wanbai’s mother. If something made her clam up, it had to be a serious issue.
“You even brought Mu Sang in front of Yu Baichuan, claiming he was your true love, and told Yu Baichuan not to be so shameless, clinging to the position of first wife…” Su Chengzi’s voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.
By the end, Li Wanbai’s face grew increasingly grim: “What kind of person does something like that?! Alright, alright, no need to say more. I completely understand why he wants to divorce me now. If Yu Baichuan ever did something like that to me, I’d definitely buy him a massive insurance policy! No matter how perfectly his face aligns with my preferences, it wouldn’t matter!”
Bit by bit, incident by incident, they piled up, crushing all of Yu Baichuan’s hopes.
Li Wanbai’s next ten years might very well mirror Yu Baichuan’s last ten.
He was afraid—afraid that if he didn’t steel his heart now, they would fall into a vicious cycle, and everything would repeat itself.
They would fall in love, get married, face conflicts, and continue tormenting each other.
Rather than cutting flesh slowly with a small knife, it was better to strike straight at the heart.
Yu Baichuan felt this way, and Li Wanbai actually understood him. So did Su Chengzi.
The conference room held only the two of them, yet it felt even quieter than before.
“Xiaobai, are you still going to stay with him?” Su Chengzi looked at her with concern. “Maybe Yu Baichuan is right.”
“Stop saying you like him. Life is so long—it can’t just be about love or affection. You still have me. You spent the last ten years with Yu Baichuan; spend this next ten with me. It’s only fair.”
“Duo Duo, you don’t need to comfort me! I refuse to believe that a mere Yu Baichuan can truly slip from my grasp. Who does he think he is, to just walk away like that?” Li Wanbai gritted her teeth. “I don’t care—whatever I want to do, I’ll make sure it happens in the end!”
Su Chengzi watched her for a long moment, then nodded. “Yes, you really are something. Whatever you want appears, and someone always helps you get it. This time is no different. If you want Yu Baichuan, I’ll help you.”
“Yu Baichuan isn’t an object,” Li Wanbai corrected her seriously. “And I’m not trying to possess him. This is called pursuing—do you understand?”
“I was doing this ten years ago. Who would’ve thought I’d be back at it again now?”
“Isn’t that just returning to your roots? In a way, that’s a good thing,” Su Chengzi said with a grin.
Li Wanbai covered her face. Returning to her roots was fine, but she really didn’t want to go through this again!
As they chatted, the two headed for the door. They had already planned to order fried chicken and barbecue at home, but halfway there, Chen Jie called them over.
“Well then. How about you go back first, Duo Duo? You stayed at my place yesterday—come stay at mine today!” Li Wanbai said with a smile. “Let me go see what Chen Jie wants.”
“I’m coming too,” Su Chengzi declared, striding after her without another word.
She moved first and spoke later—after all, her legs were her own, and no one could stop her.
When Chen Jie saw Su Chengzi, her lips twitched, but she said nothing. After all, Yu Baichuan had personally insisted on protecting Su Chengzi, and that favor had to be respected.
Besides, she was just a lowly personal assistant—and a personal assistant to Li Wanbai, who was about to be abandoned by the company. She couldn’t compare.
Chen Jie had called Li Wanbai and Ye Xiruo to plan their initial appearance for the upcoming variety show.
“The first impression can largely determine how the audience perceives you. So, your debut must be dazzling, beautiful, captivating—something that holds their gaze!…”
Chen Jie rambled on and on, then looked up at the two artists under her charge and remarked casually, “Xiaobai is so pretty, I don’t need to worry about her. But you, Xiruo—your demeanor has to match your outfit and makeup, or it’ll create a jarring disconnect!”
Ye Xiruo’s smile stiffened, and she nodded reluctantly. “Chen Jie, you’ve said so much, but you still haven’t gotten to the point. What kind of outfits are Xiaobai and I supposed to wear?”
“That’s exactly the problem! It’s so infuriating – the production team won’t give us any hints at all! I can’t be certain about what the first day’s schedule and tasks will entail, which is precisely why I called you both here to discuss it!”