C1 Relief.

The room was pitch black.

Yin Zimeng was holding a few photos and she was lying on the sofa. Her eyes were lowered and her long eyelashes were trembling. The emotions in her eyes were gone.

When she heard the door open behind her, she turned on the light beside her and lit herself up in an instant.

"Do you have time? Let's talk." Yin Zimeng stood up and looked at Jing Beichen at the door.

He was dressed in a well-cut black suit that stretched his slender figure. His delicate facial features looked even more vivid under the dim light. One had to admit that his handsomeness was unique, especially his natural elegance. It made people not want to look away when they saw him.

She had been married to him for more than a year, but they seemed to be strangers. If she had not deliberately waited for him, she would not have been able to see him at all.

"There is nothing to talk about between us." Jing Beichen said. The temperature in the room instantly dropped a few degrees. His eyes could not hide his dislike for Yin Zimeng.

Yin Zimeng always wore loose gray household clothes and thick black glasses. She did not pay attention to her image. He looked at her and wanted to vomit.

Yin Zimeng saw the disgust in his eyes and frowned slightly. She picked up the picture in her hand and faced him, "I want to talk about you and this woman. You can do whatever you want. I hope you can tell her not to send me any more pictures."

"Shut up." Jing Beichen interrupted her directly. "You don't need to worry about me."

"No matter what, we are husband and wife. I don't care about you cheating on me, but I hope you can clean up the mess." Even if their marriage was a deal, Jing Beichen should at least keep his face and not let the women outside show off to her.

Jing Beichen frowned unhappily and said coldly, "How many times have I said that I hope you don't mention our marriage? You make me sick. I said we would divorce."

"Do I really make you sick?"

Jing Beichen said, "That's right."

"We've been married for more than a year. I've always been very obedient. Why are you asking me to divorce again and again?" Yin Zimeng looked at Jing Beichen. This marriage was not her choice, but she had once thought of living like this for the rest of her life.

Jing Beichen was unmoved. His entire body exuded an unapproachable sense of alienation.

"Because you don't deserve to be my woman!"

"You..."

"Since we're going to divorce sooner or later, let's divorce now." Yin Zimeng said lightly. Her voice was firm, "I agree to divorce you."

Jing Beichen was stunned. He frowned and looked at Yin Zimeng. "Are you serious?"

Yin Zimeng nodded and said seriously, "I have a condition. After we divorce, you cannot hurt Yin's Group or interfere with anything related to me. Also, you have to handle everything!"

"It's a deal." Jing Beichen agreed readily.

"Since I agreed, I won't go back on my word."

Jing Beichen looked at Yin Zimeng and felt a little annoyed. He pulled his tie and put on his shoes again. "You must leave before I come back."

"Okay."

Yin Zimeng watched Jing Beichen leave and threw the photos into the rubbish bin. She turned around and went upstairs. She took out the divorce agreement she had prepared and signed her name. She smiled and looked around the room that she had lived in for more than a year. She let out a long sigh of relief.

"Jing Beichen, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

It had been more than a year, and Yin Zimeng had finally gotten this result.

This marriage was torture to her. She had tried to treat Jing Beichen as her husband, but neither she nor he could do it.

Since that was the case, they would let each other go.

As for the other matters, she believed that Jing Beichen would deal with them well.

After packing up her luggage, Yin Zimeng took out a red dress from the deepest part of the cabinet. After changing into it, she tidied up her hair. Her hair was soft and black, but it had been coiled on top of her head. Now that her hair was put down, her hair seemed to have a soul. Her hair scattered on her shoulders.

Taking off her glasses, she put on the invisible lenses and gave herself an exquisite makeup.

It was not that she was not beautiful, but she deliberately concealed her beauty.

Now, she did not need any disguise and could pursue a new life.

Yin Zimeng took her luggage and walked to the door. She looked at the living room behind her. Her red lips were slightly raised, and her face was brimming with confidence and ease.

"Goodbye, my past life."

Three years later.

Yin Zimeng was dressed in a black business suit. Her figure was slim and exquisite. Her temperament was excellent. Her delicate makeup and elegant smile left a deep impression on people.

She passed through the Huitou Finance Corporation's sales department and attracted the attention of countless colleagues.

Standing at the entrance of the human resources department, she lightly knocked on the door.

"Hello, I'm Yin Zimeng. I'm a new employee."

She had once entered the MWC Corporation of M Country as the champion of the International Finance Analysis Competition. She was in charge of many projects alone. The day before her promotion, she proposed to resign and resolutely returned to the country.

"Miss Yin, I'm very happy that you can come to our company." Zhang from the Human Resources Department saw Yin Zimeng and happily stood up. She praised, "Miss Yin, you are more beautiful in person than the photos."

"Thank you for your praise. This is my information." Yin Zimeng smiled and passed the documents in her hands over.

Zhang took the documents and only took a glance before returning them to Yin Zimeng, "Miss Yin, you need to find president. He specially instructed us about your appointment."

"What do you mean?"

"Actually it's nothing. Miss Yin, you don't need to worry. It is our company's honor that you can come to our company." Zhang was worried that Yin Zimeng would think too much and deliberately teased, "Don't be nervous. president just wants to see a beauty."

"I'm not nervous. I just feel that it's a little strange."

"You're right. Our president is a bit strangee. I thought he was single. I didn't think he had actually divorced. But he's not a playboy. Because we didn't see him with any woman. But his scandals are endless, and women come and go in and out of his office all day long. Don't you think it's strange? "

Yin Zimeng smiled awkwardly and did not reply. Sure enough, wherever there are women, there will be gossip.

Zhang took Yin Zimeng to the top floor in the elevator. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, she got a call, "I still have some work to take care of. President's office is in the innermost room. Can you go there yourself?"

"No problem." Yin Zimeng nodded politely.

Yin Zimeng followed the signs and went to president's office. Yin Zimeng was about to knock when she heard a sound coming from inside.

"Beichen, don't be like this. I won't be able to take it."

"Okay."

"You promised me. It hurts."

...

Yin Zimeng subconsciously blushed. Was it really appropriate for them to do this in the office in broad daylight?

Zhang was right. This president was indeed dissolute!

Yin Zimeng stopped and turned to leave. But she heard a questioning voice from inside the door. His dissatisfied voice revealed a coldness that made Yin Zimeng feel like she had seen him before.

"Who is outside?"

She was discovered?

Yin Zimeng was surprised. She raised her hand and was about to knock on the door when the door was opened from the inside. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, both of them were stunned.