Ex-Husband Comes Crawling Back After Divorce

"I've seen it, Director, we've all finished long ago," Tao Tao immediately replied respectfully.

"Director, you've been so considerate to give us so much time, it's enough to memorize it all, not just finish reading it," Qiao Ran said, looking at the comic book in his hands without lifting his head.

Seeing Qiao Ran reading comics in front of so many colleagues, Xu Kexin felt nothing but disdain. With her acting like such an idiot, the aunt was worried she might create trouble in the company—such unwarranted concern.

"Qiao Ran, the company isn't your home, a place where you can spout nonsense and brag," Xu Kexin said with a cold laugh.

"Whether I'm bragging or not, let's put it to the test."

"If you can't recite it, then leave the company, dare you?"

"Of course, I dare!"

Such arrogance. It seems I don't even need to lift a finger; Qiao Ran will walk himself out.

With that thought, Xu Kexin felt pleased as she picked a page from the pile of contracts on the table in front of Qiao Ran and started to read.

"On March 12th, 2019, Xuri Group signed…"

Qiao Ran interrupted Xu Kexin, reciting the content of the contract verbatim.

Xu Kexin looked at Qiao Ran with a shocked gaze, unable to believe that he really memorized the contract. She quickly grabbed another document.

"On May 7th, 2010, the Kangning Fashion acquisition case..."

Qiao Ran repeated the content that followed.

If getting it right once made the sales department think Qiao Ran got lucky, the second time he recited it, everyone's gaze towards him changed.

Seeing the admiration in everyone's eyes for Qiao Ran, Xu Kexin didn't dare to be careless and picked up an extremely complicated file. Qiao Ran also described it in full detail.

"He's really a genius, being able to memorize so many contracts, that's incredible."

"Is this the legendary photographic memory?"

"I always felt Qiao Ran was different from the rest, no matter how much everyone spoke about him, he never got angry. Turns out, as a genius, he doesn't bother to vie with us."

"..."

"Just because he can memorize a few contracts, you call him a genius. Your standard for a genius is too low. If she really was a genius, how come she doesn't even have a high school diploma?" Xu Kexin said with a tone of mockery.

"Because, in my view, even without a diploma, it's possible to achieve results that win people's admiration and recognition. For instance, if I secure the HOT fashion show, then you leave the company. Do you dare to bet?" Qiao Ran challenged Xu Kexin with a provocative gaze.

HOT is the world's leading luxury fashion company, annually touring the world for fashion shows. Every new item displayed on the HOT show stage sets off a fashion storm globally.

Clothing enterprises from different countries take pride in collaborating with HOT because it not only helps them gain international recognition but also allows them to showcase ten outfits on the catwalk, competing side by side with HOT's clothing.

This year, HOT announced it would hold a fashion show in Beihong Country, and every major clothing enterprise here was vying for the right to host the event in cooperation. Song Group was one of them.

Xu Kexin had always thought of Qiao Ran as someone both dumb and stupid, who wasn't able to win over Wen Shimo's body and heart even after three years of marriage.

Had she not witnessed his photographic memory, she would have deemed Qiao Ran's words as delusional.

But now, under Qiao Ran's confident gaze, she dared not accept his challenge.

But with so many employees looking on, if she didn't take the bet, how could she continue to command respect in front of them?

Xu Kexin's mind flashed with the cold eyes of Song Wanqing, and a sneer flickered in her eyes.

Even if Qiao Ran secures the HOT show, so what? With Song Wanqing around, Qiao Ran wouldn't last long.

"Fine, if you can secure the HOT show, I'll leave the company. If you lose, you leave. To avoid looking harsh to newcomers, you can choose anyone from the sales department," Xu Kexin said with a condescending tone.

"Don't bother choosing, Tao Tao is enough to be my partner."

In his first week of work, Qiao Ran had so little presence that everyone in the sales department thought of him as a weak and useless person, despite him being the second young miss of the Song Family; no one took Qiao Ran seriously.

Now, seeing Qiao Ran's strong and confident demeanor in front of Xu Kexin, the scales in their hearts quietly tipped in a new direction.

Xu Kexin was the niece of the chairman's wife, but no matter how out of favor Qiao Ran was, she was still the chairman's biological daughter. Could Xu Kexin, someone with no blood relation to the chairman, really outmaneuver the chairman's daughter?

...

In the hospital's rehabilitation room.

Xu Kexin recounted to Song Wanqing the details of the bet Qiao Ran made at the company while Song Wanqing, struggling to stand up from the floor, suddenly collapsed back onto the cushion.

"If she has the ability of photographic memory, how could she have failed to even get into high school?" Song Wanqing asked in disbelief.

"Yes, I find it strange too, but no matter which document I picked, she could recite the details. Everyone in the sales department saw it with their own eyes, and now they all regard her as a genius, changing their attitude towards her 180 degrees."

Thinking of those admiring looks Qiao Ran got, Xu Kexin felt more angry than ever.

Those people were outwardly respectful to her, but privately thought she got her director position only because of her aunt. No matter how hard she worked, they looked at her through colored lenses.

"Whether she truly has photographic memory or not, I don't know, but the fact that she used this talent to change the company's perception of her today proves she's a very scheming person. Three years ago, she schemed to have me in a car accident to get Shimo, and now that she's divorced from Shimo, she's setting her sights on the company. We absolutely can't let her get her hands on the HOT project. Otherwise, if the shareholders see her exceptional capabilities, they might decide to change ownership of the company quickly. Find a way to kick her out of the company as soon as possible," Song Wanqing said coldly.

"Cousin, don't worry, I won't let Qiao Ran take the company away."

Song Wanqing's gaze fell on her legs, and with cold fury, she said, "It's a pity I can't stand up right now, otherwise I'd go to the company myself and humiliate that wench Qiao Ran by kicking her out."

"Cousin, don't be sad. As long as you keep up with the rehabilitation training, your legs will definitely recover, and you'll be able to walk like a normal person."

Just then, the door to the rehabilitation room opened, and Wen Shimo, dressed in a black suit and exuding a noble and cold demeanor, walked in.

"Wanqing, how do you feel today?"

"It's still no good. Whenever I exert force on my legs, my knees hurt like they've been electrocuted." Song Wanqing looked up at Wen Shimo with tear-filled eyes.

After dozens of days of recuperation, her complexion had become rosy and moist. Under the light, paired with those pitiful eyes, she looked so deserving of pity.

"Don't worry, I've had someone keep in touch with Dr. Joy. As long as he's willing to see you, you'll be able to stand up soon," Wen Shimo said warmly.

"But we've been looking for him for so long and haven't found him. Will he come out to treat me? Or has he already passed away, and I'll never have the chance to stand again?" Song Wanqing said as a crystal tear slid down from the corner of her eye.

"He's definitely still around. Although Dr. Joy was fully covered when he treated you, based on his physique and the way he walked, he isn't an elderly person. He's just always been low-key, and treats patients depending on his mood. Maybe he will appear in a few days."

That's what Wen Shimo said out loud, but in his heart, he didn't have much confidence. The reward for finding medical help he posted on 'Medic Without a Heart' website had gone from an initial ten million to today's astronomical sum of one billion, and still, he received no private message response from Dr. Joy.

"I hope so. Before that, I need to push myself in training. I can't put all my hope on someone who I don't know will show up or not." As she spoke, Song Wanqing struggled to lift her leg higher, trying to move it behind her back.

Such difficult movements could soften stiff muscles and improve stretch resilience, laying the foundation for her to stand up and walk.

Seeing Song Wanqing try several times, her legs couldn't reach her shoulders, and due to the exertion, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead and neck, adding to the distress in Wen Shimo's eyes.

"I'll help you with your rehabilitation," Wen Shimo said, sitting down next to Song Wanqing, gently grasping her leg, and assisting her with the difficult training exercises.

It was already eleven o'clock at night when Wen Shimo returned home from the hospital. He turned on his computer, logged into 'Medic Without a Heart' website, and updated the number 1 to 2 under his posted request for medical help.

Soon after Wen Shimo's request was posted, someone with the username 'Wildfire Never Dies' commented.

"Twenty billion in reward for medical help, brother you're really wealthy. What serious illness do you have?"

These days, Wen Shimo had heard too many 'brother you're really wealthy,' which actually meant people thinking he's a foolish man with too much money, and he usually ignored such comments.

But today, seeing the name 'Wildfire Never Dies,' the first thing that came to his mind was the character 'Ran,' and he impulsively clicked to reply.