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“Faye, the news from the Jin Family is that they want you to deliver the design draft in person; otherwise, they won't accept our submission, even if we breach the contract,” the assistant said, looking troubled as she entered Jono's office.
Jono lifted her head from the documents.
It had been two days since Melancholy took that DNA report from her, yet Jin Chengyan was still talking about the design draft. Clearly, Melancholy hadn’t informed her son about this matter.
Jono set down her pen and smiled relaxedly.
“Alright, I’ll go meet with the president of the Jin Family today.” She pulled a divorce agreement from her drawer. If Jin Chengyan wouldn’t sign it, she would just keep slapping it on his desk every time she met him!
Anyone would lose their patience after being confronted with the same thing four or five times.
“Should I inform Ms. Qiao?”
“No need to tell her for now,” Jono replied as she packed her bag and headed out.
Her outfit wasn’t particularly formal; she wore a turtleneck sweater under a V-neck dress, topped with a coat.
With ten-centimeter Jimmy Choo heels, she walked out of the office, drawing the attention of countless colleagues, both male and female.
Their chief designer was practically a living advertisement for the company—beautiful and talented, with designs that everyone wanted to snatch up!
So, God wasn’t fair; not only did Jono have a stunning appearance, but she also possessed remarkable talent.
With this confidence, Jono drove to the Jin Family.
The receptionist at the Jin Family’s front desk watched as their Young Mistress stepped out of the car and walked in with poise, forgetting to stop her. But why would they stop her?
She was the Young Mistress of the Jin Family, after all—who would dare to intervene when she came to see her husband?
So, Jono made her way to the president's office without any obstruction.
"Young Mistress..." Alice stood up from her seat, but before she could finish saying "Young Mistress," she caught Jono's sharp gaze and quickly changed it to "Miss Qiao."
"Miss Qiao, Mr. Jin is currently unavailable. Please arrange a time with me," Alice stepped forward to block Jono.
After rejecting the design drafts, now that she had come here, he was turning her away?
It had been four years, and Jin Chengyan had become even more... inexplicable.
"Step aside." However, if it meant making Jono wait outside for Jin Chengyan, she couldn't do that now.
Pushing past the hesitant Alice, Jono opened the office door.
"Aside from emails over the years, I haven't heard anything from him. I can't tell anyone in the Yan family about this. If you have time, please help me find San'er."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Yan. Yan San is a dear friend I've regained. If you truly believe he has encountered an accident, I will do everything in my power to find him."
Jono's hand on the doorknob suddenly froze.
Inside was Old Master Yan.
He was starting to doubt!
"Miss Qiao, I told you Mr. Jin is unavailable..." Alice tried to close the door, but the person inside had already heard the commotion and fell silent.
"If you have a guest, I'll take my leave." Old Master Yan rose from his seat, and Jin Chengyan immediately stood up to assist the elder.
Jono was indeed stunned at that moment. She could remain calm and speak assertively about divorce when facing Jin Chengyan.
However, in front of Old Master Yan, Yan Beiting's grandfather, Jono felt utterly embarrassed.
At this point, she found herself unable to leave or stay.
Old Master Yan had already reached the doorway.
Perhaps it was due to Jin Chengyan's public declarations of love for her in the city's newspapers over the past few days, or maybe the old man had known about Jono all along.
So when he saw her, there was no hint of unfamiliarity.
Old Master Yan gave Jono a slight nod before brushing past her.
Jono remained dazed, not daring to meet Old Master Yan's gaze.
It wasn't until Jin Chengyan asked Alice to leave and pulled her into the office, closing the door behind them, that she regained her senses.
Because Jin Chengyan was now very close to her, just a few centimeters apart, their faces nearly touching.
Jono instinctively took a step back.
Jin Chengyan reached out and wrapped his arm around Jono's waist.
The ten-centimeter high heels sank into the soft carpet, making her feel somewhat unsteady; it was only thanks to Jin Chengyan's support that she managed to regain her balance.
In the next moment, she pushed his hand away.
"I never expected that after three days of announcing throughout the city, I still couldn't get you to come over. But as soon as I mentioned withdrawing your design draft, you rushed right over. Should I be sad, or should I be sad?" Jin Chengyan clutched his left chest, looking quite pained.
Jono silently rolled his eyes.
"I've personally brought you the design draft you wanted. I wonder if Mr. Jin has any further instructions," Jono said as he placed the rolled-up design draft on Jin Chengyan's desk.
"Instructions? Not really. How about we discuss your thoughts on my confession?" Jin Chengyan leaned against the edge of his desk, arms crossed, gazing at Jono instead of looking at the design draft.
"Hmph," Jono scoffed lightly. "You're not a teenager anymore; romance doesn't suit someone your age."
"So, you admit that this method is romantic?" Jin Chengyan seized the opportunity in Jono's words and pressed on.
"Romantic! Mr. Jin, with all your money, why not just give it to me directly? You're throwing away all that cash, half of which belongs to me. I'm too busy feeling sorry for it to think it's romantic!" Jono felt no sense of romance at all.
At the same time, she pulled out the divorce agreement and slapped it onto Jin Chengyan's chest.
"Divorce—half of your worth is mine." Getting a divorce without any compensation would be the biggest folly!
"I could give you my entire fortune," Jin Chengyan said as he grasped Jono's hand that was pressing down on the document. Right there, against his chest, he held her tightly. She could feel his heart beating beneath his shirt, yearning for her to return to him.
"As long as you come back to me," Jin Chengyan exerted force and pulled Jono into his embrace.
What did all his wealth matter if Jono returned to him?
"Mr. Jin, you might not understand yet—you're the one who cheated first. I could make you leave with nothing; giving you half your worth now should have you secretly pleased," Jono gradually pushed Jin Chengyan away, maintaining a safe distance from him.
"Then should I remind you that you bore a child behind my back who isn't mine? That counts as cheating too, doesn't it?"
“……” Jono realized that he knew.
Jin Chengyan reached out and pulled a test report from a stack of documents on the table.
It wasn’t the one Jono had given to Melancholy; he had done a DNA test with Qiao Lovely himself?
How could that be? How could he possibly have a sample from Qiao Lovely?
That day… in the restaurant.
“Fine, since you know Qiao Lovely isn’t your daughter, there’s no reason for us to stay together. Sign here.”
“Jono!” Jin Chengyan grasped Jono's chin. “Qiao Lovely is four years old now. You weren’t pregnant when you left, and then you were depressed and suicidal. Do you think I would believe you had another child?”
It felt as if Jin Chengyan had seized some incriminating evidence, and Jono felt a chill run down his spine.
“How do you know I definitely wasn’t pregnant when I left? The doctor and nurses who performed my surgery died in that explosion. Why don’t you dig them up and ask if I was pregnant at that time?” Jono was filled with rage.
Jin Chengyan was also uncertain. Could it be that Qiao Lovely really was Jono’s child?
“Even if you were pregnant when you left, if my DNA doesn’t match with the child’s, and the child isn’t Xi Yisheng’s, then whose is it?” He pressed on this issue. “Yan San’s?”
Jono swatted Jin Chengyan's hand away.
“Don’t think of Beiting as being as dirty as you!” Yan Beiting was Jono's bottom line, and he was actually doubting her integrity regarding any affair with Yan Beiting.
“Then tell me, who is Qiao Lovely’s father?”
"Does it matter?" Jono retorted. "I'm going to divorce you anyway. Whose child Qiao Lovely is has nothing to do with you."
It seemed that the issue of the child did not yield a satisfactory answer for Jin Chengyan. He sighed lightly, "Yan San also quietly left four years ago. If he has any connection with you, please let me know. Grandpa Yan is very worried about him."
Mentioning Yan Beiting made Jono's heart feel as if it were being pressed down, making it hard for her to breathe. How could she say that Yan Beiting had permanently left this world?
How could she explain that during her half-conscious state, she had seen Yan Beiting, pleading with him to take her away from that hellish place?
He did as she asked. After sending her out, when he turned back, the place exploded!
By the time Ye Yun managed to pull Yan Beiting from the wreckage, they were all in tears.
But what about Yan Beiting? He had promised Jono that he would fulfill his promise and entrusted her to Xi Yisheng.
After being rescued, Jono looked at Yan Beiting, whose body was wrapped in bandages. The doctor said he had suffered extensive burns and had infections in his organs; he didn't have long to live.
Two days later, Xi Yisheng told her that Yan Beiting had passed away peacefully.
Afterward, Jono fell into a deep depression, attempting suicide and refusing all communication with the outside world.
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