CEO's Secret Pet: Woman, You Can't Escape Even If You Have Wings

"Thank you!" Shen Jingyan looked at Xia Zhihao, her heart filled with emotion.

As time went by, Lin Xi and Shen Jingyan's company continued to grow and develop thanks to their hard work.

Jiang Xiyan never forgot Shen Jingyan. Although he was married, his heart still stayed in the past. Finally, he made up his mind to divorce Xia Qingcheng and end this loveless marriage. He silently drafted the divorce agreement, and every word seemed to be accompanied by a heavy sigh.

When night fell, Jiang Xiyan dragged his tired body back home. The living room was silent, with only a faint light shining on the floor. He walked into the room quietly, feeling a sense of inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed throughout the room. Jiang Xiyan looked up in surprise and saw a document being slammed heavily on the table. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xia Qingcheng standing in front of the table with an angry face, her eyes full of anger and disappointment.

Jiang Xiyan frowned, looking at the scene in front of him in confusion. He realized that Xia Qingcheng had discovered the divorce agreement he had prepared, and his heart sank.

"What does this mean?" Xia Qingcheng's voice trembled, revealing the pain that could not be concealed. She tightly grasped the divorce agreement, and her fingers turned slightly white.

Jiang Xiyan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He slowly walked to the table and faced Xia Qingcheng's questioning, but he didn't know how to answer. His eyes became cold and ruthless, staring straight at the woman sitting opposite him.

"Sign it." His voice was low and cold, with a hint of unquestionable tone.

Xia Qingcheng's eyes slowly moved to the document, on which were written four big characters: Divorce Agreement. Her face turned pale instantly, and her lips trembled slightly, "Impossible, I will not divorce you."

Jiang Xiyan's eyes flashed with impatience, and he repeated again: "Sign it, Xia Qingcheng. This is the best outcome for you and me."

Xia Qingcheng raised her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse: "What you think is a good ending is not the ending I want."

Jiang Xiyan sneered: "Is it enough to say that I don't love you?"

Xia Qingcheng's heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp sword, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

"This is not important, what matters is that I love you!"

Her eyes fluctuated for a moment, as if a small stone had stirred up a ripple on the calm lake, but soon returned to indifference, like a bottomless ice cellar. She coldly spat out a word: "Love?" There was undisguised sarcasm in her tone, like a sharp blade, "Do you think I will still believe in your love? The sweet words you once said now sound like a joke."

His face darkened, as if covered by a layer of dark clouds, and his voice was as cold and hard as ice in the cold winter: "Just give up, I will not divorce you. I will not let you get rid of this marriage so easily, and I will not let you succeed in being with that woman."

He frowned, his eyebrows were like two tangled caterpillars, and he felt a little irritated, as if countless ants were gnawing at him. But he still tried to keep his face as cold as an ice-cold iron plate, and said expressionlessly: "Don't think I will compromise. I have thought about this matter carefully, and it is not something you can change with a few harsh words. It is the best choice for you to sign, and it is good for both of us."

She exploded like a lit powder keg: "Okay, go ahead and do what you want to me! I want to see what tricks you can use. Do you think I was brought up to be scared? You want me to sign the divorce agreement? No way!" There was a flame of anger burning in her eyes, as if she wanted to burn everything in front of her.

He was irritated by her attitude, and his face became colder, so cold that it seemed to freeze the air around him. His impatience became even worse, like a surging tide about to break through a dam. He sneered, "Oh, then you just wait." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, his steps were full of determination. But after walking a few steps, he stopped again, as if he had thought of something, and then said in a cold voice, "I have plenty of time and methods. Don't force me to do things to the extreme." The voice echoed in the silent room, carrying an unquestionable sense of oppression.

She looked at his back, her eyes full of resentment: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? You want a divorce, you want to marry Shen Jingyan, forget it. As long as I'm alive, you can't achieve your goal." Her lips trembled slightly, her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles turned white from the force.

He was touched by her words, and his eyes were a little evasive, like a child who was caught doing something bad. But he quickly regained his tough attitude, gritted his teeth and said, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you." He strode back to the table and slammed the divorce agreement on the table, causing the items on the table to shake slightly. "Will you sign it or not? You must give me an answer today."

She looked at the divorce agreement on the table, and the anger in her heart suddenly rose again. She grabbed the divorce agreement and tore it into two pieces. The pieces flew in the air, just like her broken hopes and anger.

"Do you think such an agreement can end our relationship? You are too naive. I will not let you have an easy time. You want to live together with Shen Jingyan, but I will completely shatter your beautiful dream." There was a kind of determination and madness in her eyes, like a beast forced into a desperate situation.

He looked at the torn divorce agreement, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by helplessness. He knew that this matter would not be so easy to resolve.

"There's no point in doing this. Can you really be happy with someone who doesn't love you? You might as well let go and find your own happiness?" His voice softened a little, but still revealed a firmness.

"Let go? Forget it. You are the happiness I want!" Xia Qingcheng held Jiang Xiyan's hand tightly, her voice trembling. Tears flashed in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them flow down. She didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of him.

Jiang Xiyan frowned, his eyes showing a trace of fatigue and helplessness. He tried to break free from Xia Qingcheng's hand, but she refused to let go.

"Your so-called happiness is nothing but self-deception." Jiang Xiyan said coldly.

Xia Qingcheng's face showed a painful expression, and her heart felt like it was stabbed by a needle. But she still looked at Jiang Xiyan firmly and said, "So what if I like to deceive myself? I just like the way you don't like me!"

Jiang Xiyan sighed, knowing that he could not change Xia Qingcheng's mind. He gently stroked her cheek and said, "Qingcheng, we both need time to think. Maybe one day, you will find the happiness that truly belongs to you. But the person who can give you happiness is definitely not me!"

After saying that, Jiang Xiyan turned and left, leaving Xia Qingcheng standing there alone, finally unable to hold back her tears...

Jiang Xiyan took a slightly heavy step and pushed open the door of the bar full of mysterious temptation. Tonight, he was like a wounded lone wolf, eager to find a little comfort in this noisy world.

Inside the bar, the brilliant lights are like stars falling to earth, spreading their dazzling light wantonly.

The moment Jiang Xiyan stepped out of the bar, he was still a little dazed. But the moment he raised his eyes, he saw Shen Jingyan and Xia Zhihao under the street light not far away.

Shen Jingyan was wearing a light blue dress. The fabric of the dress seemed to be kissed by the moonlight, exuding a soft luster. The neckline of the dress was an exquisite square collar design, which just revealed her fair collarbone, like a fine work of art. The cuffs were slightly fluffy leg-of-mutton sleeves, trimmed with white lace. The delicate patterns on the lace were like flowers blooming in spring, and every stitch and every thread spoke of elegance. The hem of the dress spread out in an A-shape, swaying gently with the breeze, like a blue flower blooming in the night. She was wearing a pair of white stiletto heels, with several crystal clear rhinestones inlaid on the uppers, shining brightly under the street lights, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a small pearl hairpin on one side. The pearl was round and shiny, complementing her overall outfit and adding a sense of tranquility and elegance to her. She also carried a light pink small shoulder bag with a fluffy white ball hanging on it as decoration, which was playful and cute.

Jiang Xiyan's eyes suddenly became sharp, he unconsciously clenched his fists and strode towards them.

"Jingyan, why are you here?" Jiang Xiyan tried his best to make his voice sound calm, but there was still a barely perceptible tremor in it.

Shen Jingyan turned around and saw that it was Jiang Xiyan. The smile on her face froze slightly, "Xiyan, Zhihao and I ran into each other by chance and chatted for a few words."

When Xia Zhihao saw Jiang Xiyan, a provocative smile appeared on his lips, "Jiang Xiyan, what a coincidence, Jingyan was just saying that she had a very happy day today."

Jiang Xiyan ignored Xia Zhihao and just stared at Shen Jingyan, "Are you happy with him?"

Shen Jingyan avoided Jiang Xiyan's gaze uncomfortably, "This has nothing to do with you."

"Nothing? Look at you smiling like that, Shen Jingyan, when did you become so familiar with him?" Jiang Xiyan's voice gradually became higher, and jealousy flooded his heart like a tide.

"Jiang Xiyan, what's with your attitude? Jingyan and I are friends, it's normal for us to chat and laugh." Xia Zhihao stepped forward and stood in front of Shen Jingyan.

"Friends? How come I didn't know when you became friends?" Jiang Xiyan glared at Xia Zhihao.

Shen Jingyan pulled the corner of Xia Zhihao's clothes, "Zhihao, stop talking. Xiyan, it's my freedom to make friends with anyone."