Time flies swiftly. In the blink of an eye, it's already half-past five in the afternoon. At Yunhai Company, employees begin to leave work at five o'clock, and by now, there are hardly any people left in the spacious office building. In the business department. Li Ziheng is bowing his head, looking at the client's information. At the position diagonally opposite to him, An Ya props her head with both hands, humming somewhat boredly, "Do you have to work so hard? It's time to get off work now, can't you look at the information tomorrow?" It's five o'clock and it's already half-past five, but Li Ziheng doesn't seem to have any intention of getting off work. But that's not the point, the point is, she still wants to eat the dishes made by Li Ziheng. "You don't have to wait for me, I'll get off work after looking at the information!" Li Ziheng doesn't even lift his head, his eyes only on the client information in his hands. The work assigned to him by the department manager is to maintain customer relations, which is somewhat similar to the nature of after-sales customer service. This job is very easy most of the time, but it can be tough at times. When there are no problems on the client's side, Li Ziheng can slack off with pay, but once there are problems on the client's side, he will be very busy, and he might even be scolded by the clients. An Ya rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Do you think I want to wait for you? It's just that I want to eat the dishes you cook!" Compared to yesterday, she has become much bolder. Mainly because she has had some contact with Li Ziheng, she found that this young master Li Ziheng doesn't have any young master temper, he's too easy-going. "..." Li Ziheng looked up, glanced at An Ya, and then put down the information in his hand. Seeing this, An Ya asked suspiciously, "What, not looking anymore?" "Aren't you saying you want to eat the dishes I cook?"

"Let's go, if we're any later, the market will be closed," Li Ziheng said as he organized his documents, shut down his computer, and stood up to head towards the elevator. An Ya followed quickly, carrying her LV bag. Walking shoulder to shoulder with Li Ziheng, she tilted her head and stared at him, smiling sweetly, "Young Master, I've discovered that you're not only good-tempered but also particularly considerate!" "A man of your exceptional quality, tsk tsk, I really desire you!" As she spoke, her eyes suddenly shone with a longing light. Li Ziheng frowned, turned his head to glare at her, and said in a deep voice, "Don't flirt with me!" "Hehehe—" An Ya laughed. After laughing, she was surprised to notice that Li Ziheng's ears seemed a bit red. Seeing this, she felt as if she had discovered a new world and was just about to tease him when, unfortunately, Li Ziheng's phone suddenly rang. Taking out his phone, he didn't think twice before pressing the answer button. "Hello, who is this?" "Who is this?? Li Ziheng, did you delete my phone number?" The voice of Jiang Wan with a questioning tone came from the phone. "Sorry, Miss Jiang, we've already signed the divorce agreement, and you have no right to inquire about my affairs," Li Ziheng said coldly and distantly. "Li Ziheng!" Jiang Wan was furious. She started shouting loudly. Li Ziheng didn't speak, just quietly listened, and even felt the urge to hang up the phone. At this moment, the sound of Jiang Wan taking a deep breath came from the phone, followed by a noticeable improvement in Jiang Wan's tone. She said softly, "Today is Friday, don't forget to come back for dinner at my parents' house!"

Without hesitation, Li Ziheng refused, 'Sorry, I'm busy today! Besides, I don't think it's necessary anymore!' 'Although I signed the divorce agreement, we haven't officially processed the divorce certificate. Legally speaking, we are still husband and wife! Since we are husband and wife, it is necessary!' Jiang Wan's attitude was resolute, with a clear determination not to give up until she achieved her goal. After some thought, Li Ziheng still refused. 'But I promised a friend that I would cook for her tonight!' Hearing this, Jiang Wan's emotions on the other end of the phone clearly became somewhat off, her voice a bit nervous as she asked, 'Friend? Male or female? What's your relationship with them? Do I know them?' Li Ziheng turned to look at Anya, then replied, 'Female, just a friend. I'm not sure if you know her or not!' Jiang Wan kindly reminded, 'Female? Li Ziheng, women outside aren't as good as you think, don't get deceived!' 'This is my business, don't worry about it! You just take care of yourself.' Li Ziheng's tone was somewhat impatient, and then he added, 'If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up.' Just as Li Ziheng was about to hang up the phone, Anya, for some reason, suddenly leaned in close. Her voice was soft and sweet, and she said in a coquettish tone, 'Honey, who are you talking to on the phone?' 'Hmm?' Li Ziheng was taken aback for a moment, looking at Anya in confusion. The latter's lips curved into a smile, and she playfully winked at him. 'Li—Zi—Heng!'

The phone call had not yet ended when Jiang Wan's furious roar came through the receiver. Even without speakerphone, both of them could hear it clearly. Li Ziheng didn't think twice and hung up the phone directly. Anya thought Li Ziheng would lose his temper, or at the very least, he would scold her. But to Anya's surprise, Li Ziheng just glanced at her and then said, 'Don't do this again in the future!' After saying that, he went straight into the elevator. 'Does this man have no temper at all?'

Anya murmured to herself and quickly followed into the elevator. Li Ziheng's gaze was profound, silent, his mind still preoccupied with the phone call from Jiang Wan just now. Every Friday, after work, Jiang Wan would pick him up to have dinner at her parents' house. For five years of marriage, it had been the same every week. But each time they went, Jiang Wan's father, Jiang Haisheng, would wear a sour face and find various faults with him. He would either accuse him of living off his wife or not taking good care of Jiang Wan, but what he said most often was how some other family's son was so successful, how much money he made, and how good he was to his in-laws. Every time these topics came up, Li Ziheng would lower his head and not respond. But each time, Jiang Haisheng would throw his chopsticks and scold him harshly. It had become a routine for Li Ziheng. In his mind, he was living his life with Jiang Wan, and visiting her father's place once a week for a meal was just that, no need to make it unpleasant. Moreover, Jiang Wan was the apple of her father Jiang Haisheng's eye, and no matter what, even if it was just for Jiang Wan's sake, he could not refute or defy Jiang Haisheng. In short, he, Li Ziheng, did not want to make things difficult for Jiang Wan, and as for the grievances, he, Li Ziheng, could bear them. But now, it was no longer necessary; he and Jiang Wan were preparing to divorce, and there was no need to endure Jiang Haisheng's cold looks and sarcasm anymore. "Ding—" The elevator doors opened, and Li Ziheng stepped out. At that moment, a text message alert suddenly sounded. Li Ziheng checked it, and it was from Jiang Wan. "Tonight, you must come back for dinner, otherwise next Monday, I will not go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you to process the divorce certificate!" After reading the message, Li Ziheng felt somewhat angry. Jiang Wan was threatening him.