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“Faye, the news from Jin's side is that the design draft needs to be delivered by you personally; otherwise, they won't accept our submission, even if we breach the contract,” the assistant said, looking troubled as she entered Qiao Nuo's office.
Qiao Nuo lifted her head from the documents.
It had been two days since Yu Xin took the DNA report from her, yet Jin Chengyan was still focused on the design draft. Clearly, Yu Xin hadn't informed her son about this matter.
Qiao Nuo set down her pen and smiled, feeling relaxed.
“Alright, I’ll go meet with Jin’s president today.” She pulled a divorce agreement from her drawer. If Jin Chengyan wouldn’t sign it, she would just keep slapping the agreement on his desk every time she visited!
After doing this four or five times, anyone would lose their patience.
“Should I inform Mr. Qiao?”
“No need for now; let’s keep this under wraps for the time being.” Qiao Nuo tidied her bag and headed out.
Her outfit today was not overly formal; she wore a turtleneck sweater underneath a V-neck dress, topped with a coat.
With ten-centimeter Jimmy Choo heels, she walked out of the office, drawing countless gazes from both male and female colleagues alike.
Their chief designer was practically a living advertisement for the company—beautiful and talented, her designs were highly sought after by various firms!
It seemed that God was not fair; while bestowing Qiao Nuo with stunning looks, he also gifted her with exceptional talent.
With this confidence, Qiao Nuo drove to Jin's company.
The receptionist at Jin's front desk watched as their Young Madam stepped out of the car and walked in with poise. They completely forgot to stop her—why would they? She was the Young Madam of the Jin Family, visiting her husband at work; who would dare to obstruct her?
So, Qiao Nuo made her way unimpeded to the president's office.
"Young Madam..." Alice stood up from her seat, but before she could finish the words "Young Madam," she caught Qiao Nuo'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 Qiao Nuo.
So, after Jin Chengyan had rejected the design drafts, now that she was here, he was turning her away?
It had been four years, and Jin Chengyan had become even more... inexplicable.
"Step aside." However, if Qiao Nuo were to wait outside for Jin Chengyan, she couldn't bring herself to do that.
Pushing past the hesitant Alice, Qiao Nuo opened the office door.
"Over the years, aside from emails, I haven't received any news 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, Yan Grandpa. Yan San is a friend I found again. If you truly believe he has encountered an accident, I will do everything in my power to help you find him."
Qiao Nuo's hand on the doorknob suddenly froze.
The person inside was Yan Beiting's grandfather.
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." Yan LaoyezI stood up from his seat, and Jin Chengyan immediately rose as well to assist the elderly man.
Qiao Nuo was indeed stunned at that moment. She could remain calm and speak earnestly about divorce when facing Jin Chengyan.
However, in front of Yan LaoyezI, the grandfather of Yan Beiting, she felt utterly embarrassed.
At that moment, she found herself at a loss—neither able to leave nor stay.
Yan LaoyezI had already reached the door.
Perhaps it was due to the fact that Jin Chengyan had publicly declared his love for her through every newspaper in the city over the past few days, or maybe the old man had known about Qiao Nuo all along.
So when he saw her, there was no hint of unfamiliarity in his demeanor.
Yan LaoyezI gave Qiao Nuo a slight nod before brushing past her.
Qiao Nuo remained frozen, unable to meet Yan LaoyezI'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 snapped back to reality.
Jin Chengyan was now very close to her; just a few centimeters separated their faces.
Instinctively, Qiao Nuo took a step back.
Jin Chengyan reached out with one hand, wrapping it around her waist.
The ten-centimeter stiletto heels sank into the soft carpet, making her feel somewhat unsteady. Thanks to Jin Chengyan's support, she managed to regain her balance.
But in the next moment, she pushed his hand away.
“I didn’t expect 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 as if he was in pain.
Qiao Nuo silently rolled her eyes.
“The design draft you wanted is here, personally delivered. I wonder if there’s anything else you need, Mr. Jin.” Qiao Nuo placed the rolled-up design draft on Jin Chengyan’s desk.
“Not so much a request, but rather, what do you think about my confession?” Jin Chengyan leaned against the edge of his desk, arms crossed, gazing at Qiao Nuo without even looking at the design draft.
“Hmph,” Qiao Nuo scoffed. “You’re not a teenager anymore; romance doesn’t really suit someone your age.”
“So you admit it’s romantic then?” Jin Chengyan seized on the opening in Qiao Nuo’s words and pressed on.
“Romantic? Mr. Jin, with all your money, why not just give it to me directly? You’re throwing around all that cash, half of which is mine! I can’t even feel sorry for it; what kind of nonsense is this romance?” Qiao Nuo 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 wealth is mine.” It would be foolish to walk away without anything!
“I could give you my entire fortune,” Jin Chengyan said, gripping Qiao Nuo’s hand that was pressing down on the document. Right there on his chest, he held her tightly; she could feel the heart beating beneath his shirt, yearning for her to return to him.
“As long as you come back to me,” he said with determination, pulling Qiao Nuo into his embrace.
What did his entire fortune matter if she returned to him?
“Mr. Jin, you might not realize this yet: you were the one who cheated first. I could make sure you leave with nothing; isn’t it generous of me to leave you half your wealth? Shouldn’t you be secretly pleased?” Qiao Nuo gradually pushed Jin Chengyan away, maintaining a safe distance between them.
“Then should I remind you that you bore a child behind my back—one that isn’t mine? Isn’t that also considered cheating?”
“……” Qiao Nuo 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 Qiao Nuo had given to Yu Xin; had he gone and done a DNA test with Qiao Kawai himself?
How could that be? How could he possibly have a sample from Qiao Kawai?
That day… in the restaurant.
“Fine, since you know Qiao Kawai isn’t your daughter, there’s even less reason for us to stay together. Sign the papers.”
“Qiao Nuo!” Jin Chengyan grasped Qiao Nuo’s chin. “Qiao Kawai is four years old now. You weren’t pregnant when you left, and then you fell into depression and attempted suicide. Do you think I would believe you had another child?”
It felt as if Jin Chengyan had seized some incriminating evidence against her, and a chill ran down Qiao Nuo’s back.
“You’re so sure I 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 from their graves and ask if I was pregnant at that time?” Qiao Nuo was filled with rage.
Jin Chengyan seemed uncertain; could it be that Qiao Kawai really was Qiao Nuo’s child?
“Even if you were pregnant when you left, my DNA doesn’t match with the child’s, and the child isn’t Xi Yisheng’s either. Then whose is it?” He pressed on this issue, “Yan San’s?”
Qiao Nuo slapped Jin Chengyan’s hand away.
“Don’t think of Yan Beiting as being as filthy as you!” Yan Beiting was Qiao Nuo’s bottom line, and he dared to suspect any affair between her and Yan Beiting.
“Then tell me, who is Qiao Kawai’s father?”
“Does it matter?” Qiao Nuo retorted. “I’m going to divorce you anyway. Whose child Qiao Kawai is has nothing to do with you.”
It seemed that the issue of the child did not yield a satisfactory response for Jin Chengyan. He sighed softly, “Yan San also left quietly four years ago. If he has any connection with you, please let me know. Yan Grandpa is very worried about him.”
Mentioning Yan Beiting made Qiao Nuo feel as if someone was pressing down on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe. How could she say that Yan Beiting had permanently left this world?
How could she explain that in 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, that place exploded!
By the time Ye Yun managed to pull Yan Beiting from the wreckage of the explosion, they were all in tears.
But what about Yan Beiting? He had promised Qiao Nuo that he would take care of her and entrusted her to Xi Yisheng.
After being rescued, Qiao Nuo looked at Yan Beiting, whose body was wrapped in bandages. The doctor said he had suffered extensive burns and had infections in his organs; his time was short.
Two days later, Xi Yisheng told her that Yan Beiting had passed away peacefully.
Following that, Qiao Nuo fell into a deep depression, attempting suicide and refusing all communication with the outside world.
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