After leaving Shen Wanci's apartment, Bo Jingzhou originally planned to go straight back to the company, but a phone call from Jiang Yajue pulled him back.

The car stopped, and he paused, pinching the bridge of his nose before lighting a cigarette and getting out.

The atmosphere in the living room was thick with tension.

Aunt Wang wasn't there. His parents sat on the sofa with cold faces, not even looking at him when he came in.

Bo Jingzhou put on his shoes himself and said, "Mom and Dad."

He was about to sit down when Jiang Yazhu shot him a glare: "Do you think you can just sit? Of course, Mr. Bo is such an influential person now that he divorces first and announces it later. Sitting on a sofa is nothing!"

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

He had expected Jiang Yajue to be angry when she found out, and he had planned to talk to her calmly when he had some free time. But he didn't expect the hot search incident to happen.

He helplessly said, "Mom, you can be angry and yell at me, but don't use this sarcastic tone to mock people."

“Yin Yang weird?” Jiang Yajue was so angry she wanted to twist this scoundrel’s head off: “What has Wanci ever done wrong to you? For three years since she married into our family, she has been diligent and hardworking, never complaining about your poor skills, cold demeanor, or inability to please people. You want to divorce her for that Jian Weining, a woman who can't even hold her head up high?”

Over the past two days since the divorce, Bo Jingzhou's ears were almost filled with the three words "Shen Wanci." He had a headache and pressed his throbbing temples, shifting his gaze to Bo Rongxuan beside him.

Bo Rongxuan gave him a helpless look. He was just there to make up the numbers; he didn't handle minor family matters, and he couldn't control the major ones.

Bo Jingzhou: You're really a disgrace to men.

Bo Rongxuan: Here's some money for you to attend your ex-wife's wedding.

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

Jiang Yazu's raised voice pulled him back to his thoughts: "You said, do you regret it?"

He was getting a headache from being nagged and casually replied, “Mom, I’ve already divorced her.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room fell silent.

Jiang Yazu saw that he didn't seem to be exaggerating out of hurt, but truly felt that the two had already divorced and didn't want to tangle anymore. The anger in her emotions also calmed down, "Well, since you've decided, then Mom won't force you anymore. Although I like Wanci, the two of you are the ones who live together every day. A forced melon isn't sweet, and forcing things won't lead to a good result. It will only make you guys more resentful…"

Bo Jingzhou's face was somewhat pale, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Yazhu continued, “Since you two don’t have any marital affection, I won’t force it, but as for Wanci, that child, I truly like her. Would it be alright if I adopted her as my goddaughter?”

Bo Jingzhou couldn't help but rub his forehead, "She is my wife."

"Former wife," Jiang Yajue glared at him, "From now on you'll be her older brother. Keep an eye out for any talented young men around and let me know."

She seemed to have remembered something and said, "About the last time you helped me inquire about Yu Cheng's parents' feelings towards him finding a second-married wife, how did you find out?"

She kept her eyes fixed on Bo Jingzhou's expression as she spoke, yet the man remained impassive, his gaze steady and calm. There was no hint of jealousy or anger in his demeanor, at most a slight air of annoyance.

But she found him annoying not because she minded, simply because he was annoying.

"I asked, and she is very particular. She won't consider anyone from a family background worse than the Nie family, nor will she consider someone who has been married before. She doesn't want anyone who has dated boyfriends before either. She wants someone young, beautiful, intelligent, capable of managing both the household and caring for her family—respectful to elders and loving towards children…"

Jiang Yajiu's eyes widened as she listened, anger rising in her voice: "Does his family have a throne to inherit? Does he need to find a princess for her? Look at Yu Cheng, such a gentle and cultured child. How could he have such eccentric parents? It really drags down the overall level."

So don't go introducing people randomly. Everyone in this circle is a tough nut to crack. Even someone as clueless as Shen Wanci can be eaten whole, leaving nothing behind.

Jiang Yajiu still wanted to say something, but Bo Jingzhou had already left them and gone upstairs.

……

Shen Wanci had her phone switched off all night. When she turned it on the next day, she found that the hot search she'd bought was gone, and several big V influencers had refunded her money. Without exception, they all said: "Sorry, we won't publish this news."

Before searching for that Weibo post that sparked the argument again, it's gone.

All of a sudden, things fell silent. There wasn't even a ripple.

Given the scale of this effort, it's clear who is behind it. It really is—afraid that Jian Weining's reputation will be tarnished even a little.

But then again, how could the future Mrs. Bo be burdened with the stigma of being a 'third party'?

Shen Wanci was fortunate that she had divorced. She didn't have to face this as Mrs. Bo anymore.

"Bang bang bang," the anti-theft door was knocked violently, she hurriedly collected her thoughts and went to open the door.

The person knocking on the door was Qin Hexi. It was a cold winter day, and he had broken out in a sweat. When he saw Shen Wanci open the door, he let out a long sigh of relief, but his tone was harsh, almost scolding her: “Why did you keep your phone turned off? No one answered when I knocked on the door, I thought something happened to you!”

At this moment, Shen Wanci felt like a soldier under his command, involuntarily straightening her back and assuming the posture of keeping her palms pressed against her trouser seams during military training.

Qin He Yi was stunned, he also knew he was too harsh, and cleared his throat: "I just worry about you."

Shen Wanci was still a little dazed, probably from being yelled at, "Do you have something to do with me?"

“Yesterday things were so chaotic online, and you suddenly disappeared,” Qin Heyi’s usually cold face still held worry. He suddenly opened his arms and forcefully pulled Shen Wanci into his embrace, “You scared me to death, promise me no matter what happens, you can't think of giving up.”

Shen Wanci felt that Qin Heyi's tone was a little strange when he said this, and she was just about to ask him when there was a loud bang.

Both turned their heads toward the source of the sound.

Then Jiang Yajue and Bo Jingzhou stood at a distance, watching them. The sound came from the durian in Jiang Yajue's hand, which had already fallen to the ground by now.

Bao Jingzhou had a gloomy, deathly pale face, while Jiang Yajue was visibly shocked. She looked from him to Qin Heyi.

Shen Wanci met her gaze and hurriedly tried to push away Qin Heyi, who was still holding her.

In front of Bo Jingzhou, Qin Heyi wouldn't let go anywhere.

He hugged Shen Wanci's waist even tighter, pulling her into his arms, "Husband, good morning!"

Saying that, he gestured to the durian on the ground with his jaw, "Is this a gift or an apology?"