East Qin Group, President's Office.

In the break room, heavy panting sounds accompanied by the crashing waves echo throughout the bathroom.

"Ah...mmm...ah..."

Jiang Yaozhi is firmly pressed against the frosted glass, her eyes filled with hidden endurance.

The man behind her moves like a sudden storm, various positions forcing her to sink and float in the waves, unable to find the edge.

Low moans and breathing intertwine into a unique symphony, lasting for more than three hours.

By the time the man is finally content, it is already one o'clock in the morning.

The whole company building is quiet, all employees have gone off work, leaving only the President's Office with a burning passion.

Glancing at the time, Jiang Yaozhi endures the soreness throughout her body, climbs up, and puts on her professional suit.

Then, she turns around, reveals a professional smile, and asks, "President Qin, will you be staying at the company tonight or at the West Garden Villa?"

If he stays at the company, she will confidently go home, as they never let her spend the night here.

If he goes back to the West Garden Villa, as his special assistant, she will need to escort him back before returning to her own home to rest.

Qin Jibai lights up a cigarette, and amid the swirling smoke, his deep gaze fixates on her face.

The woman has already raised her hand to put up her long black hair, restoring her usual, dignified, and rigid appearance as if the sexy, enchanting woman gasping like a succubus in the bathroom had never existed.

If it weren't for the lingering enchantment in her cold eyebrows, he might have really thought that everything just now was only a dream.

But it was true - once they stepped out of this break room, they would return to the simplest of relationships. He was the president of Dong Qin Group, and she was his most capable special assistant who had followed him for three years. If it weren't for Jiang Yaozhi being able to stay clear-headed and adhere to her role, she wouldn't have been able to stay by his side for so long.

"Stay the night," Qin Jibai said.

"Okay, then. You should rest early; I'll head back first."

Jiang Yaozhi smiled and nodded, just as she was about to turn around, the man's satisfied and husky voice rang out again.

"Help me draft a divorce agreement tomorrow."

Jiang Yaozhi's footsteps came to a sudden halt, and her breathing seemed to pause for a moment. It had been six years... Why did he suddenly want a divorce now? Had he discovered something?

Three years ago, in order to pay for her stepmother's medical treatment, she interviewed with Dong Qin Group. She had never expected to become the special assistant to the group's president, let alone that this president was actually the husband she had only met once but had been married to for three years.

However, it was clear that Qin Jibai had completely forgotten about his wife, whom he had only met once, and did not recognize her. But it was understandable, as they had gotten married six years prior when she was just a young, naïve girl about to graduate from university. She was far from her current sophisticated appearance, after having struggled through society for three years.

But she could not let go of the generous salary she received from the East Qin Group, so she chose to hide her identity and stay.

However, an accident occurred a year later, and the two became intimately involved. Afterwards, this absurd bedmate relationship continued to be maintained.

In a brief moment, countless possibilities passed through Jiang Yaozhi's mind.

She stiffly turned around and looked at Qin Jibai, who was flicking ash from his cigarette, unable to help but ask, "Divorce... on what grounds?"

"Emotional incompatibility, I guess." Qin Jibai, unaware of her unease, continued, "I've delayed her youth for six years. I'll give her 20 million as compensation."

Jiang Yaozhi felt a bit dazed, thinking that since he was willing to pay so much money, it meant he still didn't know the truth.

So why did he suddenly want a divorce?

Jiang Yaozhi rationally controlled every trace of her expression, and timely reminded him, "Mr. Qin, the prenuptial agreement stated that you would pay for her mother's medical expenses for three years, and she would leave with nothing upon divorce."

"You don't have to pay this sum."

"After all, I've wasted six years of her youth, and she seemed to be in a very bad situation at that time."

Qin Jibai recalled the girl he saw rushing through the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, nodding shyly. She didn't even dare to look up at anyone from beginning to end.

He couldn't remember her face and all her information. To prevent her from having any wild ambitions, he had her sign an agreement, only paying for her mother's medical expenses for three years.

Unexpectedly, she never contacted him again after three years and never sought his help.

This character was indeed tactful, just like Jiang Yaozhi.

With that thought, he couldn't help but let his gaze fall on Jiang Yaozhi's delicate and cold little face once again.

"Alright, President Qin." Jiang Yaozhi lowered her eyes and responded.

"Also." Qin Jibai opened his mouth again, his expression was obscured in the hazy smoke, and his lips slightly parted, "Song Qianrou is back."

These six words struck Jiang Yaozhi's heart like a gigantic stone.

She finally knew the reason for his wanting a divorce.

Because his long-awaited love, Song Qianrou, would be returning after six years!

Everyone in Jiangcheng knew that Qin Jibai and Miss Song, Song Qianrou, were a perfect golden couple. With their equally strong family backgrounds and outstanding looks, they were like a match made in heaven.

Right after their university graduation, the two families began discussing their marriage. The people of Jiangcheng believed their relationship would lead to a fruitful union.

However, at the critical moment, Song Qianrou ran away.

Qin's grandmother, who had raised Qin Jibai since he was young, was furious. To save the family's face, she hurriedly found another woman for Qin Jibai to marry.

That woman was Jiang Yaozhi, who had just graduated and whose mother was seriously ill and out of options.

Jiang Yaozhi entered the Qin family as a tool and a substitute, leading a quiet and inconspicuous life. Apart from holding the title of Young Madame Qin, nothing else was known about her.

And now, Song Qianrou was back.

Qin Jibai decided to divorce his wife at the first opportunity.

This meant that Jiang Yaozhi, as the wife, had lost her purpose, and as a special assistant, was no longer needed.

After all, during the past two years, Qin Jibai had only sought her out to fulfill his needs.

For the sake of gathering medical expenses, she was willing to give up her pride and follow him.

He needed peace of mind, so she would bring money every time. In the face of her mother's medical expenses, pride had never mattered.

However, this distorted relationship was about to be broken with Song Qianrou's return to the country.

Jiang Yaozhi felt empty and inexplicable in her heart.

Qin Jibai never knew that he had unconsciously become her pillar, deeply rooted in her bones.

Her heart was filled with panic, but her lips always carried a proper smile. She respectfully nodded her head at Qin Jibai and said, "Mr. Qin, I understand. I won't step through this door again in the future."