Ex-Husband Comes Crawling Back After Divorce

Mr. Wen, Young Master Zhou Yu just said that the news was released by Miss Qiao herself, and Miss Qiao has instructed us not to waste our efforts trying to retract the news before she gets an answer that satisfies her."

Hearing Zhou Yu's words, Wen Shimo's handsome brows furrowed even deeper.

If anyone in the Wen Family was fond of that woman Qiao Ran, his brother Wen Shirun would be second to none.

Wen Shimo still couldn't understand what it was that made his naturally rebellious, stubborn brother, who even their parents couldn't control, become as docile as a puppy in front of Qiao Ran.

Whatever Qiao Ran asked him to do, he'd do it without a second word!

Wen Shimo had originally thought the news was released by Qiao Ran herself, and that if he just had someone take down the news, he could reduce the impact of the situation, and dealing with Xu Kexin's aftermath would be somewhat simpler.

Now that his hacker-crazed brother had posted the news online, as long as his brother didn't take it down, his subordinates simply couldn't do anything about it.

Wen Shimo called Wen Shirun, and after being rejected, received a message from him.

"I only listen to my Ranran."

What did he mean by 'his Ranran'?

She's his former sister-in-law, for crying out loud!

He's the one who's really a member of the Wen Family. Why does everyone side with Qiao Ran, the outsider?

Wen Shimo pulled out the SIM card that had been sitting untouched in his phone for three years.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off!"

He'd actually been blocked!

Good, very good.

Qiao Ran, you really are something.

...

In the hospital room, Xu Kexin asked with a worried face, "Cousin, this matter has blown up so big, can brother-in-law really keep me out of jail?"

"If this hadn't been made public on the internet, he might have been able to protect you completely. But now the impact is too great, and the authorities are already watching. Even with your brother-in-law's connections, you're unlikely to avoid at least a few months in prison. But don't worry, I'll make sure someone takes good care of you while you're inside. A few months will go by quickly," Song Wanqing said gently to comfort her.

"Cousin, please beg brother-in-law for me. I mustn't go to jail. Once I have a criminal record, it'll be because of my dad's past incarceration. I was looked down upon as a child and limited in my career as an adult. I can't let my future children suffer because of me."

"Rest assured, I will do my utmost to help you. No matter the cost, we'll try our hardest to keep you out of jail!" Song Wanqing patted Xu Kexin's hand to soothe her, eyes flashing with cold cruelty.

"Who would have thought that Qiao Wenhu, that stupid fool, would have a cunning, vicious, shameless daughter? She's willing to be the laughingstock of the world, labeled as someone soiled by many, just to destroy you. But no matter how clever she is, I can make her end up just like her mother—dead and forgotten."

"Cousin, have you thought of any good ways to kill her?" Xu Kexin's eyes gleamed with malevolence, like a venomous snake, eager to see Qiao Ran dead at any cost.

...

The news of "Director Wu and Female Executive's Tawdry Affair" had pushed Song Group to the brink of public scandal.

Song Group immediately issued a statement terminating Xu Kexin's employment, and Song Zhiyuan even offered a sincere apology at the press conference. However, it was not enough to calm the panic among the stockholders. As soon as the market opened, Song Group's stock plummeted, and many projects were canceled by partners, causing significant losses to the group.

When he returned home that night, an infuriated Song Zhiyuan saw Xu Xueman bending over to fetch his slippers and viciously kicked her in the shoulder.

Xu Xueman was sent sprawling to the ground, her forehead striking the corner of a cabinet, blood quickly pouring from the laceration.

"This is all thanks to the great niece you raised, who has ruined me. Do you have any idea how many billions I lost today?"

"I warned you long ago; with a father of such ill-repute, how could she grow up to be any good? But you wouldn't listen."

"Now look, Song Group is destroyed because of her. Are you satisfied now?" Song Zhiyuan vented his anger by violently kicking Xu Xueman in the leg once more.

"It's my fault; I was the one who failed to see her true nature. Just because I pitied her for losing her mother and being abused by her gambling father, I brought her into my care."

"I thought that by sending her to a prestigious university, I could change her inherent character. Who could have expected that she'd turn out to be such a disappointment, engaging in such deplorable acts, provoking both hatred and anger?"

"I was the one who dragged down the company this time, Big Brother Yuan, hit me hard, don't think about our twenty-plus years of marriage, hit me hard, only if you hit me hard will I feel a bit better."

Xu Xueman, despite the dazzling pain in front of her eyes, knelt before Song Zhiyuan, picked up his hand, and forcefully slapped herself in the face.

From a not too distant spot, Qiao Ran watched the scene unfold and couldn't help but sneer inside.

It had to be said, in order to appease Song Zhiyuan's anger, Xu Xueman was really cruel to herself.

Song Zhiyuan's kick wasn't angled to knock her into the cabinet, but she deliberately fell backward against it, cracking her head open and bleeding for sympathy.

There's an adage that the older the ginger, the spicier it is, and ginger this fierce to itself is even more formidable.

Xu Xueman wasn't foolish like Xu Kexin, easy to topple over.

But since she had decided to come back and play their game, she had prepared herself for all possible consequences.

While the old ginger may be spicier, there's also a saying—"the new waves of the Yangtze River push the old waves, and the old waves crash on the sandy shores."

Seeing Xu Xueman's face covered in blood, swollen like a steamed bun, a lot of the anger in Song Zhiyuan's heart dissipated.

"The matter has already happened, even if I beat you to death, it wouldn't change the facts. We should think about how to get through this crisis smoothly instead," he said.

Song Zhiyuan walked away, and only then did Xu Xueman see Qiao Ran standing not too far off, her body exuding a cool demeanor. Her delicate makeup and red dress fluttering in the wind made her resemble a beautifully proud wintersweet flower blooming defiantly in the cold wind.

Xu Xueman's fury blazed crazily inside her. Was she dressed up so beautifully just to come and mock her?

She'd never expected the usually unadorned Qiao Ran, once made up, could be so breathtakingly cold and stunning.

Her beauty was of a completely different temperament from her daughter's sultry allure.

As a woman, Xu Xueman knew this type of ice queen beauty had a natural attraction for men who liked to conquer the world.

The Qiao Ran before her made Xu Xueman feel threatened.

After so many years of not returning home, and divorcing Wen Shimo, she went back to working for the Song Family.

To say that Qiao Ran had given up on Wen Shimo, she wouldn't believe it a hundred times over.

Xu Xueman's blood-streaked face changed colors again and again, until finally, she forced a smile.

But with her swollen and bloody face, her attempt at a smile looked like a ghastly and pitiful evil spirit.

"Xiao Ran, you're back. I only found out from the news today that last night, that treacherous Xu Kexin did something as shocking as thunder to you. How are you? Are you alright?" Xu Xueman's voice was both stern and concerned.

"Auntie, don't blame yourself, fortunately I was discovered in time and nothing happened. Even though you're Xu Kexin's aunt, you can't judge a book by its cover. You couldn't have known Xu Kexin's true character. I won't attribute Xu Kexin's mistakes to you," Qiao Ran responded sweetly.

"Xiao Ran, thank you, thank you for not blaming me," said Xu Xueman, grateful.

"Dad, this isn't the time to discuss whose fault it is; we have to figure out how to recoup the company's losses," Qiao Ran said, turning to look at Song Zhiyuan.

"Of course I understand that, but this incident has caused too much negative impact. It won't be easy to recover the losses quickly. Those shareholders, who only know how to split profits without doing real work, are saying that it's my person who caused the company losses and are clamoring for me to pay out of pocket to cover the stock losses," Song Zhiyuan said with anger filling his face.

"For the moment, we can't recover the stock losses, but those partners who breached our contract, I can reach out to Wanqing and have her ask Wen Shimo to speak on our behalf, to continue cooperating with us," said Xu Xueman hurriedly.

Song Zhiyuan gave Xu Xueman, with her face full of blood, a scornful look. "Then what are you waiting for here, why don't you go wash your face and call Wanqing?"

"Alright, I'm on it."

After Xu Xueman left, Song Zhiyuan turned to look at Qiao Ran sitting on the sofa, his eyes full of calculation.

"Xiao Ran, the company's shareholders are about to drive your dad to his grave. Could you maybe lend your dad more of your money to cover the stock losses?" he asked.

Afraid that Qiao Ran might refuse, Song Zhiyuan quickly added, "Don't worry, Dad won't borrow it for nothing; I'll give you an IOU with bank interest this time."

"Dad, twenty billion is not a small number. I was worried about losing it, so I made a fixed deposit in the Swiss Bank. Now, if I take it out, I'll have to pay a 20 percent penalty fee for breach of contract," she explained.

In Song Zhiyuan's eyes, the remaining twenty billion under Qiao Ran's name was his. Hearing that Qiao Ran had fixed deposited her money, he was instantly enraged and bellowed, "Why didn't you tell me before depositing the money in a fixed account? Who gave you the permission to do that?"