The Ex-Wife Of A Wealthy/Powerful Family Tempts Me To Treat Her Badly/Betray Her - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: “Can I kiss you?”

The first time Rong Wei saw Jiang Yu was five years ago at a major fashion show.

The show’s theme was a shipwreck, and to commemorate those who perished in the disaster, the overall tone was exceptionally tragic, beautiful, and highly melancholic.

Jiang Yu appeared in the segment following the shipwreck. She wore a fitted slip dress, with an overall dark palette. There were no scales in the texture, but she resembled a snake, possessing a mysterious and wild vitality. Her bright, bold face was dazzling on the runway, like the salvation of an entire doomsday era.

Undoubtedly, Jiang Yu was vivid and sharp. In front of others, she was almost always haughty, daring, and the most resplendent rose.

And this characteristic remained almost entirely unchanged when she faced her.

In all fairness, she admired this kind of beauty in her.

…

Most artists have irregular schedules and rarely go to bed early, especially now, just past ten in the evening—it should be the time for bright lights and artists’ revelry.

Normally, Ji Zhou’s house would also be brightly lit at this hour.

However, tonight, the lights in Ji Zhou’s house were not on; it was one of the few dark apartments in the building right now.

Jiang Yu sighed softly, opened her phone, swiped to her chat with Ji Zhou, and sent another message.

【I’m here.】

A message quickly came back from the other side of the phone, an a very characteristic period: 【.】

Immediately after, she sent another message: 【The password hasn’t changed, just come straight in.】

Jiang Yu replied and walked upstairs.

The timing of her acquaintance with Ji Zhou was actually quite subtle.

Ji Zhou was a very artistically gifted person, and Jiang Yu had heard her name when she was studying.

However, during their student days, their relationship was not close, and they had little contact.

It was only in the last few years, because they chose the same doctor, that they connected.

They eventually found that they shared similar personalities and interests, and became friends, even to the point of Ji Zhou becoming a fashion designer specially hired by Jiang Yu’s company.

Like many people in the arts, Ji Zhou was delicate and sensitive, and her overall mental state was actually not very good.

Jiang Yu knew Ji Zhou’s character and knew that it was impossible for her to plagiarize. The designer circle was also quite murky, with endless accusations and mudslinging.

Jiang Yu’s visit this time was not about the plagiarism issue, but simply out of concern for the other party’s mental state.

The elevator stopped on the twentieth floor. Jiang Yu walked quickly, entered the password, unlocked the door, and stepped into Ji Zhou’s apartment.

The lights weren’t on, so the room was quite dim, but overall, it was tidy and clean.

A white Ragdoll cat walked up to Jiang Yu’s feet.

Jiang Yu crouched down, gently rubbed it a couple of times, and then walked toward the location of Ji Zhou’s study.

The study had an open design, no door, so it wasn’t smoke-proof.

Ji Zhou had probably smoked a lot of cigarettes, as Jiang Yu could smell a strong odor of nicotine from a distance.

As she approached, a slender figure of a woman sat amidst the floating blue smoke, a touch of crimson red on her fingertips, appearing somehow decadent and dissipated.

Jiang Yu raised a hand to cover her nose: “Did you raid a cigarette factory?”

Ji Zhou let out a light laugh, turned around. She had standard Chinese features, highly classical in charm, but spoke with an extremely casual air: “Just this little bit of smoke, the factory would’ve closed down long ago.”

She chuckled lightly, picked up a cigarette from the table, walked over to Jiang Yu, and handed one to her: “Want one?”

Jiang Yu smoked. She glanced at Ji Zhou, took the cigarette from her hand, and stood faintly by her side before lighting it.

A crimson flame ignited at her fingertips, illuminating a corner of the room.

Amidst the swirling smoke, Ji Zhou suddenly spoke: “Actually, I wasn’t affected, I just feel unhappy.”

“I hate those people who play with fame and fortune.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, then looked up and said: “Yeah, they are very annoying. If only they could all disappear.”

“You wish,” Ji Zhou replied without mercy.

“But, no matter what, I’m glad you’re okay,” Jiang Yu said sincerely.

“This little thing isn’t enough to get to me; it’s just that it happened to be the day.”

“Forget about me.”

“How’s your condition lately? Sister Nansheng said you haven’t been there in a long time.”

Jiang Yu’s movement paused. After extinguishing the cigarette, she said: “Too lazy to go, it’s a hassle.”

Ji Zhou glanced at her lightly: “You should take it easy.”

Jiang Yu shot her a look, then said: “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“How are you planning to resolve it?” Jiang Yu changed the subject.

“Just leave it be. It’s just baseless rumors anyway. If I leave the company now, it will save you a lot of effort and even build up some momentum.”

…

Jiang Yu and Ji Zhou chatted for a while. After confirming that Ji Zhou was alright, it was already midnight when Jiang Yu left her apartment.

Ji Zhou had actually invited her to stay the night, but Jiang Yu wasn’t used to sleeping at others’ houses, so she declined.

She wasn’t a demanding boss and wouldn’t contact her driver in the middle of the night, so she temporarily hired an expensive ride to take her back.

On the way back, her thoughts drifted.

The back seat of the car was too empty; without that slightly bitter sandalwood scent, she found it meaningless.

It seems the divorce can proceed.

Jiang Yu picked up her phone, found the divorce agreement Lin Yao had prepared for her earlier, and skillfully clicked into the chat interface with her agreement-marriage wife.

【Hello, are you there? Let’s clarify the divorce matter tonight.】

【I have an agreement for the early termination of the marriage here. You can read it. If you have no objections, we can sign it. Furthermore, since it is my party proposing the early termination of the agreement, I will provide you with a cash compensation of two million yuan. I hope you will live well in the future.】

There was no immediate reply from the other side of the phone. Jiang Yu continued to send messages.

【Once the agreement is signed, our relationship will be over. As for the divorce certificate, when is it convenient for us to go and handle it in the future?】

Rong Wei seemed to be busy and didn’t reply to the WeChat message immediately.

Jiang Yu received a message from Rong Wei again the next day at noon.

Rong Wei had actually seen the message from Jiang Yu when she woke up in the morning.

But she had a temporary meeting at the time, so she didn’t reply right away.

After her assistant poured her a glass of water, she sat in her chair, scrolling her finger across the screen.

This person is quite proactive, and quite impatient.

Rong Wei curved her lips into a smile, and finally understatedly signed her name, giving the right to choose the meeting date to Jiang Yu.

However, after signing, she picked up her other phone.

She sent a message to Jiang Yu, which seemed utterly ambiguous.

【I have an interest I’d like to pay you. Shall we meet up in the next few days when you have a free moment?】

…

Jiang Yu certainly wanted to meet Rong Wei, but she had been busy with work lately. Newcomers had joined the company, and she had been running around to a few fashion shows.

The scheduled meeting date was set for a Sunday five days later, at a newly opened Michelin restaurant.

This time, the restaurant was chosen by Rong Wei, located downstairs from the Lalail Hotel, with an overall French romantic style decor.

Jiang Yu wasn’t in the habit of being late and arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes early. After being led in by the waiter, she found the place was empty.

Rong Wei must have booked the whole place.

Jiang Yu inwardly commented on how rich people lived such a lavish life, and then quietly took her seat.

The hand on the clock stopped exactly at the hour, and almost simultaneously, Jiang Yu saw Rong Wei’s figure.

She might have just finished work, as she was dressed in business attire, appearing clean and sharp. However, her slightly rolled-up sleeves exposed her wrist bone, which was fair and defined, possessing a subtle, tempting allure.

Jiang Yu stood up with a smile and walked straight to Rong Wei.

She had changed her perfume today; it was a slightly sweet woody scent, with a subtle difference from her usual fragrance.

But regardless, it had an unusually calm and reliable texture that made people even more intoxicated.

Rong Wei noticed her distraction, stopped in front of her, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Yu was silent for a moment: “Nothing, I just think your scent is a little different today.”

“How is it different?”

Jiang Yu was silent, then after a long pause, as if harboring a little mischief, she slowly said: “It’s sweeter than usual.”

The atmosphere between the two instantly became ambiguous.

This not-so-serious sentence was like an invisible catalyst.

Rong Wei’s eyes darkened, and she let out a light laugh, then suddenly and without preamble said, “Well, I got divorced.”

“I know, so what?” Jiang Yu replied with a smile.

“Nothing, just wanted to tell you I’m single now.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yu saw Rong Wei suddenly lean in, and that subtle sweetness dominated her entire breath.

Rong Wei looked into her eyes and seriously asked, “So, can I kiss you?”