Seeking You

When she was ten, she said, "When I grow up, I want to be the President!"
"It's impossible, but you can be the President's wife," he replied.
He gazed at her tenderly. His youthful eyes filled with deep affection, as if he wanted to give her the whole world.
When she was thirty-three, due to a leak of military secrets, she was imprisoned for treason, and she saw his signature on the death sentence document.
She finally understood that the so-called undying love was fake, and that power and status were the true goals.
Love is just like a ghost—more talked about than seen.
...
Reborn and back to the age of twenty, she opened her eyes and shouted, "I must be the President!"
"But, Madam... Your husband is already the President," someone said.
She was stunned for only a second, then viciously replied, "Then I'll take him down first, and I'll become the President!"
A man gently pushed open the half-closed door, chuckling softly, "Did I hear wrong? Sweetie, you want to... take me down?"

Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"


The inquisitive voice came from outside the office door.


Wen Nian and Qu Yu almost simultaneously looked up at the tightly closed door of the President's Office.


Qu Yu immediately opened the door and stepped out, only to see Song Xiangqiao standing not far from the office, dressed in her neatly tailored, petite black suit, wearing a pair of leather shoes, and holding a briefcase in her hand.


Secretary Wang from the secretarial office was questioning her.


Song Xiangqiao hadn't answered Secretary Wang's question yet when she saw Qu Yu coming out of the President's Office. She hurriedly called out to him.


Upon hearing her, Secretary Wang looked toward Qu Yu, noting the girl's familiar manner with Chief Secretary Qu Yu. The intensity of her questioning immediately eased,


"Secretary General, I didn't know which department this young lady was from, she looked very unfamiliar to me..."


181 A seventeen-year-old girl, not simple