Time flies, and time is like an arrow. The two days of the weekend passed in a flash. Monday, early morning. Li Ziheng and An Ya went out together, but they didn't go straight to the company. Before leaving home, Li Ziheng had already sent a text message to Jiang Wan, reminding her not to forget to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the divorce certificate today. Just as the text message was sent, the car stopped by the roadside without any warning. "..." Li Ziheng turned his head, looking at An Ya, who had already unbuckled her seatbelt, with some confusion in his eyes. The latter raised her eyebrows, signaling Li Ziheng to get out of the car. "Tsk, not a bit of chemistry, get out of the car!" Seeing that Li Ziheng didn't respond, An Ya rolled her eyes at him irritably and then complained, "Young master, if you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse first, right?" Helplessly, Li Ziheng had to follow her out of the car. The place where An Ya parked happened to be a Sichuan-style noodle restaurant. As soon as they entered, An Ya went to the cashier auntie and ordered two bowls of beef noodles, one of which was extra spicy. Li Ziheng didn't think much about it, assuming that An Ya liked spicy food. But when the two bowls of noodles were served, An Ya pushed the extra spicy bowl of beef noodles in front of him. Li Ziheng asked with some suspicion, "How did you know I like spicy food?" "I'm not blind. These past two days when you were cooking, although you used very little chili, you ate all the chilies every time."

An Ya replied indifferently and then began to eat the noodles in small bites. Li Ziheng felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. He had not expected that Jiang Wan, who he had been married to for five years, had never noticed his fondness for spicy food, yet An Ya had not only noticed but also remembered. He had always loved spicy food, even to the point of being unable to enjoy a meal without it. However, because Jiang Wan couldn't handle spicy food very well, he rarely used chili peppers in his cooking, except for some necessary dishes. Throughout their five years of marriage, it had always been him accommodating Jiang Wan, taking meticulous care of her feelings. He would even subconsciously ignore his own preferences, which often led to Jiang Wan complaining about Li Ziheng, asking how he could not like anything at all. But in reality, who truly likes nothing? It's just that they don't show it, or perhaps they deliberately hide their likes for the sake of someone else. Li Ziheng wasn't particularly fond of pasta, but the noodle shop An Ya found had such a good taste that he actually finished a large bowl of spicy beef noodles in one go. "Heh—" "Is the noodle shop I found to your satisfaction?" An Ya had only eaten half of the noodles in her bowl; she couldn't finish the rest. However, she had eaten the fried egg and beef in her bowl, showing that she really liked eating eggs. Li Ziheng nodded with a smile: "Hmm, the taste is very good, I quite like it!"

At that moment, Anya pulled out two napkins from the paper box and reached out her hand. Li Ziheng subconsciously reached to take them. But Anya was one step ahead, using the tissue to wipe the grease off the corner of Li Ziheng's mouth. This intimate gesture caught Li Ziheng a little off guard. By the time he reacted, Anya had already withdrawn her hand. She propped her chin with both hands, a bright smile lingering in her eyes, staring at Li Ziheng intently. Li Ziheng came to his senses, his cheeks feeling a bit hot, but he still tried to remain calm and reminded, 'Don't do this in the future, it's easy to be misunderstood!' 'Misunderstood what?' 'You're not in a relationship yet, if someone with ulterior motives sees it and takes a picture, it might be even harder for you to find a partner in the future!' 'I couldn't wish for more!' Anya's response left Li Ziheng somewhat speechless. He could see that this cold and domineering female CEO at work was, in private, just a shameless joker. 'Ding—' The text message notification sounded. Li Ziheng took out his phone, tapped to check it, and saw it was from Jiang Wan. However, the content of the message made Li Ziheng a bit angry. 'Li Ziheng, you say divorce and just divorce? Why? Since you are unfaithful to me, then I want you to feel the taste of being betrayed by your own wife!'

After reading the text message, his mood, which had been fairly good, suddenly turned extremely bad. Jiang Wan said he was unfaithful in love? But it was clearly she, Jiang Wan, who was unfaithful to her emotions. Now that he wanted a divorce, she turned the tables on him. What did that mean? Seeing Li Ziheng's complexion suddenly turn somewhat ugly, An Ya tentatively asked softly, 'Did your ex-wife bully you again?' Li Ziheng looked up at An Ya, confusion in his eyes: 'Why do you think it's her bullying me?' 'Master, before answering this question, promise me that no matter what I say, you won't get angry!' 'Okay, I won't get angry, go ahead and say it!' 'Master, have you noticed that you're a bit like a little man?' An Ya's words left Li Ziheng speechless. Thinking she had offended Li Ziheng, An Ya hurriedly explained: 'Master, don't get me wrong, when I say 'little', I don't mean that you are small there, but the kind of 'little' like a little woman!' 'I didn't misunderstand! Besides, you... might as well not have explained!' Li Ziheng was originally feeling somewhat oppressed, but after hearing An Ya's explanation, the oppression disappeared, replaced by speechlessness. After all, as the female president of the company, revered by many men in Yun City as Goddess An, why does her head always contain some unclean thoughts? 'Cough—' An Ya coughed lightly, her fair and pretty face unusually showing a blush. 'Master, shall we still go to the Civil Affairs Bureau later?' 'We don't need to go for now, let's go to the company first!'

Li Ziheng shook his head, thought for a moment, and then added, 'Please help me prepare the divorce filing when you have time. I don't understand much about it, so I can only trouble you.' 'Okay, young master!' An Ya nodded, stood up, and paid for the noodles with a QR code. Then the two got into the car and headed straight to Yunhai Company. Since it was the weekend, Li Ziheng had deliberately gone over the company's client information several times. Therefore, when there was a problem on the client's side that required someone to go for communication, Li Ziheng took the initiative to handle it. The business department manager was very satisfied with Li Ziheng's proactive work attitude. He patted Li Ziheng's shoulder, handed him the client's information, and instructed, 'Ziheng, the client has a birthday today, and there will be a celebration at Mantianxing Entertainment KTV at four o'clock in the afternoon. I boldly asked for a spot, and you should go this afternoon. You must make sure the client is satisfied. The mistake is on our company's side this time, and your task is to appease the client and continue this business cooperation.' Li Ziheng nodded, 'Hmm, I will do my best to complete the task!' 'Very good, then I'll leave it to you!' The manager smiled and returned to his own office. Li Ziheng opened the client information in his hand, and when he saw the client's information, he was stunned. 'Song Yiyi? How could it be her?'

Li Ziheng frowned. Song Yiyi was Jiang Wan's best friend, a beautiful, rich, and elegant girl with good looks and a great figure. Her family was mainly engaged in the garment industry, owning three clothing processing factories with assets of tens of millions. Three years ago, because of Li Ziheng, Song Yiyi had a falling out with Jiang Wan. The reason was that after a drunken state, Song Yiyi forcefully kissed Li Ziheng and attempted to seduce him, but was rejected by Li Ziheng. Afterwards, Li Ziheng thought that Song Yiyi had questionable character, so he told Jiang Wan about it. In a fit of anger, Jiang Wan broke off with Song Yiyi and since then, they had no contact. 'This task is probably not easy to accomplish!' Li Ziheng rubbed his forehead, somewhat regretting taking on this task. But at this point, he could only grit his teeth and proceed.