Some things, they're like sores growing in your private area. No matter how itchy, painful or uncomfortable they are, you're too embarrassed to talk about it, unwilling to seek a doctor's help. Instead, you'd rather self-medicate by buying drugs at the pharmacy, deluding yourself into thinking you've completely cured it.

Qin Siyu thought she had gotten used to it over many years. Some things, as long as she endured it once, and then once more, she might be completely freed from them.

However, things got only more intense!

Inside the spacious, brightly lit exec-office, the atmosphere was gloomy.

While reading the full-page report on the front page of the newspaper, Qin Siyu's face seemed pretty calm, but her complexion was unnaturally pale.

Her hand was tightly pinching the corner of the newspaper, slightly trembling.

‘Son of the Rich Seen Partying With a Model, Suspected of Marital Discord!'

Yesterday, at the press conference for the new project, when someone questioned their marital status, Qin Siyu had stated all was well.

But now, such a headline was like a slap in the face, hitting her hard, and causing her to lose face.

Below the titillating title was a photo of a man and a woman last in a passionate kiss. Although the picture was taken secretly and appeared blurry, the angle of the shot perfectly captured the passionate scene.

Qin Siyu had been biting her lip and clenching her fists to endure it for quite some time, but she finally lost patience, slapping the newspaper on the table.

“President Qin...”

The assistant standing in front of the desk was startled.

Qin Siyu took a deep breath, waved her hand, hold her breath, and calmly said, “I'm fine. Did you contact our PR department to handle this?”

"They took emergency measures as soon as we saw the news, but despite our efforts, it was published in this morning's paper."

"What's the reason?"

"The other party refuses to compromise, insisting on true reporting. By the way, the chief editor of the publishing house is your old classmate!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Siyu raised her eyebrows and glanced at the assistant, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if thinking of someone.

"I understand, I'll handle this. Has there been any news from CEO Tang?"

"CEO Tang didn't come to the company today and his phone is turned off. We can't reach him!"

"Alright, you can leave now! Give me a call if anything comes up!"

When the assistant left, Qin Siyu could no longer feign calmness.

She sank into her large office chair, her body cold. Her hands tightly clenched into fists, and her complexion had turned pale, devoid of any color.

Tang Yuqian was deliberately making it difficult for her!

According to their agreement, they only had three months and eight days left before their divorce. Can't he endure this short period of time?

Just as Qin Siyu closed her eyes, reminiscing about the various moments of their marriage with a sense of despair, her cell phone suddenly rang on the table.

Few know her mobile number, so Qin Siyu picked up the phone, too tired to even look at the caller ID, and answered it right away.

"Hello, this is..."

Before she could finish her standard greeting, a laughter that sent chills down the spine came from the other end of the call.

"No, stop... CEO Tang... Oh, you're so naughty... Please stop, look, the call has been picked up..."

Her phone was glued to her ear, every last melodious word from the other end of the call pouring straight into Qin Siyu's ears.

Angry, she opened her eyes wide, tightened her gaze, and a strange smile surfaced on her pale face.

Soon, the sarcastically mocking voice of Tang Yuqian came through the phone.

"What do you think, Mrs. Tang? Do you like the gift I sent you?”

Gift?

Listening to Tang Yuqian's soft voice, Qin Siyu felt a chill through her heart.

Fisting her hand, her nails digging deep into her palm, she used the pain to regain her calm. She coldly chuckled and responded, "Mr. Tang, you're really big-handed. You must remember, though, that your individual image is tied to the company. So, if you don't care about the losses caused by the falling stocks, why should I stress out for you? However, as Mrs. Tang, I need to warn you: women outside, they can be bit unclean. Remember to take precautions- after all, if some crazy person happens to crawl onto my bed tangled with dirty stuff, my health would be at risk.”

Her voice remained calm, as though no humiliating event could make her feel uncomfortable.

Hearing her usual calm voice, Tang Yuqian couldn't be more annoyed.

He embraced the woman beside him, then, holding the phone, he forcefully kissed the woman's face next to him, whispering in a flirtatious tone: "Sweetheart, tell Mrs. Tang where you outshine her.”

“Ah… Is… is this alright? She is, after all, your wife. I...I dare not!”

“Heh, what is there to fear? Although she's my wife, she’s nothing more than a shameless woman; compared to her, you're far more superior.”

Comparing her to that type of woman, was he insane?

"So… Mr. Tang, if you like me this much, shall we play a more exciting game?”

"Ha ha, brilliant! Little vixen, you certainly know how to please a man!”

"......"

Tang Yuqian behaves as if he forgot that his mobile phone is still in a call. He flirts with a woman beside him without any hesitations.

However, Qin Siyu at the end of the phone hasn't made a peep, as if she hasn't heard anything at all.

What on earth is this woman doing?

Is she crying quietly? Or did she not hear him speaking at all?

Tang Yuqian is somewhat irritated, swiftly glanced at the screen, and then put his phone back to his ear.

"Hey, have you become mute?"

Before his words could fall, the person on the other side calmly threw a sentence over.

"Let's get a divorce!"