Wen Yao, Are You Asking Me to Break the Door Open?

Wen Yao blinked in bewilderment. For a moment, she felt like Shen Rou was selling insurance! But her words did remind her of something.

In a place like Jiang City, every inch of land was precious.

She had left without a penny, and her grandmother was getting older.

She wanted to ensure her grandmother's peace in her old age and seek revenge for being manipulated.

But shaking the foundations of the Lu family, would that be easy?

Wen Yao pursed her lips and nodded with determination, "Shen, I promise you, I'll prioritize my career from now on." All those scoundrels can stay far away!

"That's the spirit!" Shen Rou clapped her thigh. Thank you, stingy Lu, for being so shortsighted. I've successfully recruited an able worker!

Then, Shen Rou's eyes flickered mischievously. She gave two sly laughs before changing the topic, "However... passing the interview is a must. Just because you're Yao Tiao and my good friend doesn't mean I'll pull strings for you."

"I understand. When does the interview start?"

"You just bid farewell to that old dog. Take a good rest today, and we'll start tomorrow. You don't have a place to stay right now, do you? How about staying at my place?"

Wen Yao shook her head gently and asked, "Shen, does Fanchen have employee dormitories?"

"We do, but having you, Yao Tiao, stay in the employee dormitories doesn't sit right with my conscience!" She might be a businesswoman, but she wasn't as miserly as Lu!

"Please keep my identity as Yao Tiao confidential." Wen Yao tried to relax. "Actually, staying in the employee dormitory won't be uncomfortable at all. I have to thank you for giving me a place to stay."

Shen Rou couldn't resist her, so she had to respect her choice. She then sent her to Yannan Apartment on Xingnan Middle Road...

Wen Yao had left with nothing. She didn't accept Shen Rou's offer to buy clothes and necessities for her. Over the years, she had earned some money under the identity of Yao Tiao the designer. It was enough for her current needs.

Presidential Suite, Xiangnan Hotel, Nan City.

Lu Yancheng had stood by the floor-to-ceiling window for eight hours straight! She had broken her previous record of six hours! Didn't the news reach her at home? How much longer was this little woman going to sulk?

For the first time, Lu Yancheng's thoughts were inexplicably unsettled.

Standing at a distance, Secretary Fei deeply believed that if things continued like this, eight hours would turn into an eternity.

He knew that to break this deadlock, the knot had to be undone by the person who tied it. With a brave heart, he approached.

"Mr. Lu, Madam hasn't returned home, so she hasn’t received any news about your landing in Nan City."

At that remark, Lu Yancheng's sharp gaze landed squarely on him!

Secretary Fei felt that his surname wasn't a fortunate one. Dealing with Mr. Lu was truly no easy task...

"Who told you to stop?"

Secretary Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained in detail, "After Madam left the hotel, she called Shen Rou, the owner of the Fanchen studio. Then she went to the mall with her to buy clothes and necessities and checked into Yannan Apartment..."

Hearing this, Lu Yancheng's brow furrowed tighter.

He picked up the phone that he had thrown on the table and, for the first time, dialed Wen Yao's number. But the call still went unanswered!

He sent her a WeChat message, a simple "?"

But in response, there was only a red exclamation mark!

Snap! He slammed the phone back onto the table!

His long fingers turned pale, and his deep eyes seemed bottomless.

Secretary Fei shivered. It turned out Mr. Lu did care.

Lu Yancheng's gaze turned obscure, fixed on the exquisite velvet box on the side of the table. He reached out, opened it single-handedly, revealing a dazzling and sizable pink diamond inside.

Hmph, wasted money.

Next second! Thud! The velvet box, along with the pink diamond, was thrown into the wastepaper basket!

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Secretary Fei was stunned. Did he or did he not care about Mrs. Lu?

Lu Yancheng then picked up his phone again and called the Lu Mansion. "Let Wen Yao answer the phone."

Whether she was at home or not would be revealed when she answered the phone.

How could Wen Yao answer Lu Yancheng's call if she wasn't at the Lu Mansion?

Housekeeper Lu had no choice but to turn to Jiang Ya for help.

Jiang Ya's eyes flickered as she quickly formulated a response. "A'Yan, Wen Yao left a divorce agreement and just disappeared into thin air. I'm just about to ask if you two are having a falling out?"

Lu Yancheng's brows furrowed, and a hint of unnoticeable tension flashed in his eyes.

A divorce agreement?

Click.

The call was hung up.

Lu Yancheng picked up the discarded suit on the side and headed towards the suite's entrance.

Secretary Fei, who had followed, hurried after him, "Mr. Lu, where are you going? It’s late at night."

"Arrange a private jet back to Jiang City."

"Ba-back to Jiang City? But the project signing is tomorrow morning..."

"Let Gu Zhun attend on my behalf."

"Ah—"

Following that, a murderous gaze came his way!

Secretary Fei was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Lu Yancheng left quickly.

Secretary Fei was about to catch up, but he suddenly remembered something and immediately rushed to the wastepaper basket!

Late at night, the private jet flew to Jiang City.

In the early hours of the morning, they arrived at the Jiang City Airport.

A black Maybach moved through the night, heading towards the apartment where Wen Yao currently lived!

Wen Yao, with slightly damp hair, sat at the desk, sketching a design.

In fact, during her five years of marriage to Lu Yancheng, she hadn't stopped creating. However, her drafts and tools were at Lu’s. She needed to find a time to go back and retrieve her things.

At one o'clock in the morning, the doorbell rang.

Who could it be?

Wen Yao walked towards the door and looked through the peephole. She was shocked and speechless!