Mo Yushen glanced at his watch. "Xi Jia only gave me two minutes. It's too late."
Jiang Qin: "..."
The door to the private room closed.
Cheng Weimo was momentarily dazed, but he was certain he hadn't misread it.
When Mo Yushen looked at his watch just now, he was wearing a ring on his ring finger.
It wasn't there when we were eating.
He thought of a possibility: Mo Yushen usually wore his wedding ring, but he would secretly take it off every time he saw him.
Mo Yushen had previously told him that he wanted to divorce Xi Jia because Xi Jia had someone else in her heart. Mo Yushen also said that he didn't have the time to try to get along with Xi Jia.
He kept saying he wanted a divorce and that his wife loved someone else, but then he turned around and put on a ring. Isn't that just being pathetic?
A man's deep-seated pride makes Mo Yushen's ring virtually invisible in front of different people. Since Xi Jia was angry just now, Mo Yushen probably quietly put the ring back on.
Jiang Qin rubbed her heart, taking a while to calm down, "How could Mo Yushen be so shameless now!"
Cheng Weimo snapped out of his reverie and didn't reply.
The meal ended unhappily.
Cheng Weimo originally wanted to ease the tension between Mo Yushen and Jiang Qin, but it only made things worse.
He gestured to Jiang Qin, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Jiang Qin felt a lump in her throat, unable to breathe or let go.
Cheng Weimo poured her a glass of warm water.
Jiang Qin drank half a glass, but still felt a chill in her heart.
Cheng Weimo: "Mo Yushen won't be angry with you."
He walked over to the wardrobe to get his clothes.
Jiang Qincai was not afraid of Mo Yushen's anger.
She was frustrated. She still couldn't understand how Mo Yushen had become such an unprincipled, indecisive, and wishy-washy man.
He used to be so heartless, and she often scolded him for it, telling him to change.
"When Mo Yu became deeply humble, no one could match him."
Cheng Weiming handed Jiang Qin her clothes, saying, "Isn't this good? At least there's someone who can make him compromise."
Jiang Qin glared at Cheng Weimo and snatched the clothes from his hand.
Cheng Weimo: "No matter how good you are to him, we will get married one day. At that time, we will only be concerned about our own family and will not have as much energy to consider him as we do now."
Jiang Qin put on her trench coat. "Isn't it good that Mo Yushen is leaving?"
What kind of woman can't he have? Even now, there are plenty of women going to great lengths to pursue him. Why would he worry about not finding a beautiful woman?
No one will be upset if we leave.
A few seconds of silence.
Cheng Weiming: "Xi Jia has found a good home, and Mo Yushen now has the Ji family as a backer. Although he can't really use the Ji family's connections, it's better to have them than not."
Jiang Qin coldly scoffed, "If you want to act like a jerk with Mo Yushen, I can't stop you." She sighed inwardly. She wondered if it was because she had eaten too much; her stomach ached and cramped.
The two walked out of the private room side by side.
Jiang Qin turned her head to the side: "Half a year has passed. Have you thought about starting a new relationship?"
Cheng Weiming was momentarily dazed. "I don't have time, I'm too busy with cases."
Jiang Qin said softly, "She's doing well, and there are men who would do anything for her. You can rest assured and forget about her."
Cheng Weiming didn't respond. After a moment of silence, he changed the subject, "You had another rumored romance the other day. Is it true or false this time?"
Rumors circulate every day, but none of them are true.
Jiang Qin took out sunglasses and put them on. "Men aren't all good. There aren't any I've got my eye on yet."
As we were talking, we arrived at the restaurant entrance.
Xi Jia and Mo Yushen were also there; Xi Jia was talking to the restaurant manager.
Upon hearing this, Xi Jia turned her head, and when her gaze fell on Jiang Qin, it instantly became much sharper. She told the restaurant manager, "From now on, give Mr. Cheng a 40% discount, and this Ms. Jiang a 10% discount."
Jiang Qin: "..."
She gave a mocking smile. "I'm truly flattered. I thought Miss Ji would order me to never set foot in this restaurant again."
Xi Jia: "Even if I'm stupid, I won't turn down money. If you're willing to give me money, this restaurant will be open to you every day. By the way, the loss from clearing out the place will be paid at the original price, no discount."
A tit-for-tat exchange.
The managers and supervisors present listened silently, completely bewildered.
Xi Jia grabbed Mo Yushen's hand, their fingers intertwined, and walked out.
Leave the restaurant.
Mo Yushen looked at Xi Jia and said, "Do you women really have to be so quick-witted and argumentative?"
Xi Jia: "This is called overwhelming the opponent with your momentum."
Mo Yu was speechless.
Xi Jia didn't drive her own car; she rode in Mo Yushen's car home.
On the way, Xi Jia would occasionally tap her head.
Mo Yushen assumed she was just bored and didn't ask any further questions.
Xi Jia suddenly turned her head and said, "I'm going to the mountains the day after tomorrow, and I don't know how long I'll be gone."
"Why are you going again?"
"Continue with the treatment."
"Your head hurts again?" Mo Yushen glanced at her briefly.
Soon, he turned his gaze back to the road ahead.
Xi Jia nodded. "Mm."
I stayed at a hotel with the club members yesterday. I don't know if it was because I couldn't sleep in the same bed or because I wasn't used to the new place, but I had a headache and didn't fall asleep until late at night.
Mo Yushen: "When do you go the day after tomorrow?"
Xi Jia wasn't quite sure either, "My second brother will pick me up and take me to the airport."
The car fell silent.
The car sped along.
Through the vast darkness of night.
Upon arriving home, Xi Jia went upstairs to unpack her luggage.
Mo Yushen brewed coffee and took it to his study.
There was nothing to do today; everything had already been taken care of at the company. Mo Yushen leaned back in his chair, sank into the seat, and closed his eyes to rest.
The coffee was still steaming.
After the afternoon meeting, he met with the head of the pharmaceutical company's R&D center.
Xi Jia's illness will eventually lead to brain damage, vision loss, and hearing loss, all of which are irreversible.
He discussed with the person in charge the development of relevant drugs for Xi Jia's condition. He didn't expect her to regain her memory in a short time; he only wanted to reduce the degree of damage to her vision and hearing.
The person in charge said that the idea was good.
If it is successfully developed, it will not only treat Xi Jia, but also be good news for so many patients suffering from tinnitus and various eye diseases.
However, this idea is unlikely to be realized in the short term due to the problem of R&D investment. It's not something that can be achieved with just a few hundred million dollars.
The board of directors definitely won't approve it.
The coffee slowly got cold.
Mo Yushen snapped out of his thoughts, sat up straight, sipped his coffee, and called Secretary Ding. "Should we start working on the feasibility report?"
Secretary Ding replied, "The order has already been given."
Mo Yushen: "We'll work overtime to finish this, and it'll be presented at the meeting in a week."
Secretary Ding responded, but couldn't help worrying, "What if it doesn't pass?" If it were Mo Lian who proposed it, perhaps the board of directors would have approved it.
Mo Yushen gripped his coffee cup tightly. He had originally wanted his father to stay in the chairman's position for a few more days, as a way of giving his grandfather some face.
Time does not permit.
He instructed Secretary Ding: "If the R&D funding is not approved, compile all the evidence by the end of the month, pick an auspicious day, and send a copy to Chairman Mo, and also a copy to the Chairman's wife."
Secretary Ding: "Okay."
Mo Yushen tossed his phone onto the table and took a few more sips of coffee.
The coffee had gone cold.
There was a moment of silence.
Mo Yushen opened the safe and took out an old divorce agreement. He and Xi Jia had signed this agreement before their marriage; back then, they were practically strangers.
He had long forgotten the specifics of the agreement and never looked at it again.
After that, he took out the two revised copies from the drawer, as well as the equity transfer agreement for the equestrian club.
He turned on the shredder and put in several copies of the divorce agreement and transfer agreement.
The study fell silent, and the agreement was reduced to a pile of fragments.
After turning off the study light, Mo Yushen returned to his bedroom.
Xi Jia had already packed her luggage, taken a shower, and was now pondering her script.
"husband."
"Um."