CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 162: DIE CLEARLY

Li Chong was thoroughly annoyed, busy flirting with Xiao Jing, and this tigress was really getting in the way.

He shoved An Lingling outside, but she wouldn’t leave, so he raised his hand and slapped her. An Lingling fell to the ground, and Li Chong kicked her twice more: "Get out! I’ll divorce you tomorrow!"

Li Chong was strong, and An Lingling almost passed out from the beating. She couldn’t voice her pain, her eyes blankly staring at the ceiling, with Li Chong’s vulgar curses still ringing in her ears.

A tear trickled from the corner of An Lingling’s eye. She never imagined that a marriage would end like this.

She was dragged out by security guards. Once a glamorous boss lady, she was now thrown out of the company like garbage.

Li Chong showed no remorse, continuing to hold Lv Jing, saying, "Don’t worry, I’ll marry you after divorcing this woman. From now on, Brother Chong will only be with you."

Lv Jing laughed coquettishly, but secretly she was sneering.

Did Li Chong really think he was that irresistible? She had seen many richer men, and only a fool like him could be played so easily, thinking he was some kind of winner.

She hoped that when Gu Yikun found Li Chong, he would die knowing the truth, making it worthwhile for her to have used him.

An Lingling was taken to the hospital by a passerby and only woke up from unconsciousness the next day.

The doctor told her that she had multiple old and new injuries caused by heavy blunt force and asked if she had been a victim of domestic violence and if she needed help to report it to the police.

An Lingling refused and got out of bed, insisting on being discharged despite the doctor’s objections.

With enough cash on her to cover the medical bills, An Lingling completed the discharge procedures and took a taxi back to their luxurious apartment.

The house was empty. An Lingling went to Li Chong’s study, opened the safe, took all the cash, and emptied other cabinets as well.

Ignoring the other belongings, she packed the money and valuable small items into a suitcase, took important documents, changed her clothes, and walked out of the apartment complex with the suitcase.

She went to the bank to deposit the cash into her account, transferred assets between several accounts, and then headed straight to the airport.

Before boarding, she made one last call: "Mom, I’m leaving the country and may never come back. Just consider that you never had a daughter. I’m sorry!"

Ignoring the wailing on the other end of the line, she broke the SIM card, threw it away, and walked towards the boarding gate without looking back.

She had initially wanted to remind Li Chong, but that beating had completely shattered her heart.

She didn’t want to remind An Junxi either because she hated her.

Let those she hated torment each other to death; she still had her life to live.

After Zhang Miaoyan’s foot injury healed, An Junxi specifically found time to take her out to relax.

They sat in a dessert shop on the seventeenth floor of the New Era Building, ordered several desserts and two cups of coffee. An Junxi asked, "Have you decided to transfer back to the United States branch?"

Zhang Miaoyan nodded, "I’ll submit my application once I start work." She had taken a week off to recuperate and hadn’t returned to work yet.

An Junxi said, "If you need any help, just let me know."

"Mm-hmm." Zhang Miaoyan was busy eating cake. Having stayed at home for so many days, she was in a particularly good mood to be out in the sun today.

Seeing her eating with childlike satisfaction, An Junxi’s melancholy about their separation dissipated, and she asked with a smile, "Do you want anything else to eat?"

She had asked casually, but Zhang Miaoyan really said, "A Black Forest, a durian mille crepe, and a mango pudding."

An Junxi stared at her in surprise.

Zhang Miaoyan wiped her mouth and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"You really want more? I was just being polite."

Zhang Miaoyan stared at her blankly, and after a moment, both of them couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Young Madam, you wouldn’t ask me to foot the bill, would you? I didn’t bring any money, and my phone is out of battery."

"Then I’ll pawn you off here; that should cover the cost of a meal."

Laughing and chatting, the two of them finished off quite a few desserts.

When it came time to pay, An Junxi said, "You look thin, but you eat a lot! Didn’t Yue Xiaoyang feed you regularly?"

Grabbing her arm to go find the elevator, Zhang Miaoyan said, "Ever since Yue Xiaoyang started dating, he hasn’t come back to eat. Luckily, I’m returning to the United States soon; otherwise, I’d have to find a new place to move to."

Now, it’s different from before; she had to consider his girlfriend’s feelings.

She asked, "Jun Xi, next time the boss goes on a business trip to the United States, will you come over to see me?"

"Sure, Jin Xiu is also going next month, but I don’t know when Yi Ke will be traveling for business." Jin Xiu had wanted her to accompany him to the United States, but Gu Yikun hadn’t agreed.

This didn’t surprise An Junxi; Gu Yikun had told her last night, "Wife, I can’t sleep without you now."

Actually, An Junxi felt the same. After getting used to his embrace, she couldn’t sleep alone anymore.

An Junxi told Zhang Miaoyan, "He said he wouldn’t be traveling for business much recently. I’ll ask him when he plans to go to the United States again."

Zhang Miaoyan gave her a strange look, "Who said the boss doesn’t need to travel for business? I know for a fact that he has postponed two trips to Europe, and there are many more that we don’t know about. Haven’t you noticed that Assistant Cha hasn’t been in the company lately? He’s been flying across the world for the boss, and the finance department has received such a thick stack of expense reports." She gestured with her fingers.

An Junxi couldn’t believe it: "Is it really that exaggerated?"

Thinking carefully, she realized that when they first met, he was seldom in the country. Since they got married, he hasn’t traveled abroad, arranging video conferences instead. On occasions when he couldn’t avoid domestic trips, he would arrange a private jet to return the same day.

An Junxi pursed her lips and chuckled. It turned out there were so many reasons behind his punctual returns home every day.

Seeing An Junxi smile with such warmth, Zhang Miaoyan said enviously, "I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it myself. The boss actually became lazy because someone was waiting for him at home. Otherwise, you couldn’t have convinced me before." Poor Assistant Cha had been busy to the point of becoming visibly thinner.

An Junxi wanted to say that she wouldn’t have believed it before, either, that Yi Ke would go to such lengths for her.

She suddenly felt an urge to see him.

Taking out her phone, she wanted to check for messages from him. He always texted her frequently whenever she went out, wanting to know her whereabouts at all times.

There were no messages; maybe he was in a meeting?

Thinking so, Gong Xiaoyu’s call came in: "Jun Xi, where are you and Miaoyan? I’m on the seventeenth floor east side." Jun Xi had told her about Zhang Miaoyan, and now Gong Xiaoyu held no prejudice against Zhang Miaoyan.

An Junxi responded in exasperation: "We’ve already finished eating, and now you show up."

"Mrs. Gu, don’t forget that I’m still at work, okay? I’m sneaking out now; that’s really giving you face."

"Alright, alright." An Junxi replied, and Zhang Miaoyan suddenly pulled her, pointing to the bathroom nearby.

An Junxi followed her inside and said, "We’re in the bathroom on the south side of the seventeenth floor, right next to the elevator. Come over and wait for us."

"Got it." Gong Xiaoyu hung up the phone.