Chapter 903: Marry a Pig or a Dog, But Not You

The next day.

Jian Yining held a large bouquet of fresh, dripping-wet roses and presented them to Wan'er with a cheeky grin.

"Get out. I haven't even settled the score with you for yesterday's business, so what are you here for?"

"I'm here to report on work." He raised the thick stack of reports in his hand.

Only then did Wan'er remember that her ex-husband was working for her!

"Come in, then."

Jian Yining walked in with a generous, uninhibited air.

The three little ones were at kindergarten at this hour and not at home; the servants, seeing the master return, very tactfully slipped away.

There were only the two of them in the house, and Jian Yining thought his chance had arrived.

"Wan'er, I've investigated the background of that Jin Zhenzhou clearly. His family isn't wealthy at all; he's lying to you."

"His mother is extremely overbearing. She has planned out every step of his life trajectory from childhood to adulthood, and there's even a plan for where he'll be buried after he dies."

"But you aren't in this plan. Wan'er, don't see him anymore; he isn't suitable for you."

Wan'er gave him a cold look.

Then she picked up the reports to look at them.

To Wan'er's eyes, the company reports looked like heavenly scripts; she couldn't understand them at all.

But that didn't matter; she could pretend to be reading with intense focus, using that to hide the smile all over her face!

It was just as her sister said—you have to make some men feel a sense of crisis before they will truly care about you.

In all their years as a married couple, it had always been Wan'er who took perfect care of his life and concerned herself with his joys and sorrows; Jian Yining had truly never been like he was these past few days.

Tailing her, inviting her to dinner, sending flowers.

Even when the two of them were dating, there had rarely been such things.

She composed her facial expression, then put down the reports and said indifferently, "I know. You can go now."

"Wan'er, did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it. It's none of your business."

"That man surnamed Jin isn't suitable for you..."

Wan'er interrupted him: "Many thanks for your concern, Jian Xiansheng. My affairs with Jin Xiansheng are not for you to manage. Besides, even if Jin Xiansheng isn't suitable for me, I can still continue to go on blind dates. There's still Mr. Silver, Mr. Copper, Mr. Horse, Mr. Cow..."

"It's hard to find a three-legged toad in this world, but there are plenty of two-legged men. I will definitely find a man I can truly rely on for the rest of my life, so don't you worry."

Jian Yining:...

It would be a miracle if he could stop worrying.

The thing he feared most was exactly what happened; he was most worried that Wan'er would think this way, and she had said exactly that.

He had no choice but to lower his posture even further, accompanying his words with a fawning smile: "Wan'er, consider the Jian Xiansheng in front of you. Although he has quite a few shortcomings and faults, he is the father of your children. In his devotion to the children, no other man can compare to him."

Wan'er: "That doesn't affect anything. Whether I date or marry someone else, you are still the children's father, and always will be. I won't deprive you of your right to see the children."

"Oh, if you want custody of the children, that's fine too. I've thought it through; we can change it at any time."

Jian Yining was nervous: "No, I don't want that. I can't raise the children alone. Only together can we let the children live happily, and only then can we give the children a complete home..."

"Wan'er, look at all those children from single-parent families now. Because their parents formed new families after divorcing, the children become troubled boys and troubled girls. We can't let that kind of tragedy play out with our children."

Wan'er: "Now you know that children need a complete home? What were you doing before? Don't forget that back then, you were determined to divorce because of your so-called guilt. Why didn't you want to give the children a complete home then?"

"Didn't you worry that the children's growth would be lacking? Didn't you worry about whether they would become troubled girls?"

To all these accusations, he couldn't answer a single one.

He was so regretful now that his intestines were green, but he couldn't bring himself to say any words of apology.

Because all apologies seemed pale; Jian Yining was overwhelmed with guilt and turned to leave in silence!

As he walked out, Wan'er also regretted it.

Although her sister always said to persist to the end and not be soft-hearted or give up halfway, she had still been soft-hearted.

She silently recited in her heart—A Ning, apologize. If you apologize one more time, I'll forgive you.

Turn back. Just turn back and say "I'm sorry" and that would be enough.

However, it didn't happen; filled with remorse, he really left.

Jian Yining drove aimlessly through the streets, not knowing where to go!

The Villa was already listed for sale, and even if it hadn't sold, he didn't want to return to that place again.

The company was full of prying eyes; if they saw him in this dejected state, there was no telling how many versions of gossip would spread.

He was a man who cherished his reputation and did not want his sadness, helplessness, and dejection to become fodder for others' gossip.

Finally.

He parked the car on the side of the road and got out to walk.

"Ring—"

An unknown number.

Wan'er answered: "Hello!"

"May I ask if you are Ms. Jin Wan'er? Is Jian Yining your spouse? He was in a car accident; the car was knocked into the river, and his whereabouts are unknown..."

Wan'er didn't believe it: "Scammer." She hung up the phone.

A moment later.

Her sister called. Shi Youxuan asked with a gravity and caution she had never shown before: "Wan'er, are you at home?"

"I'm at home. Sis, what's wrong? Your tone is so strange." She had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Wait for me at home. I'll be there to pick you up soon."

Fifteen minutes later.

Shi Youxuan arrived.

The distance between the two houses was half an hour, but she had "flown" over in half that time.

"Sister, what on earth happened?"

"Come with me, we'll talk on the way."

Along the way.

It was nothing but the sound of Wan'er crying; her tears had not stopped, and she regretted not letting him leave just like that!

If she had called out to stop him back then, it would have been a different story.

"It's all your fault, telling me to stay calm, stay calm; I stayed calm, but now my husband is gone, boo-hoo-hoo..."

Shi Youxuan did not feel good inside either.

"Yes, it's all my fault. Beat me up if it will make you feel less sad!"

Wan'er: "What use is it even if I beat you to death? If anything happens to my husband, I won't go on living either; I will definitely follow him."

She meant what she said and would do what she promised.

The scene of the accident.

Many people were gathered by the roadside, and a large truck carrying stones was parked on the side of the road, its front end having crashed past the roadbed and hanging in mid-air.

The roadside guardrail was broken for several meters, and the area was surrounded by a warning line temporarily set up by traffic police.

Jian Yining's flashy red Ferrari had now turned into a pile of red scrap metal lying by the river, unrecognizable.

The rescue team was searching for people in the rushing river.

When Wan'er saw this scene, she fainted!

When she woke up, she was in the car.

"I'm dreaming, right? Sister, none of this is real; I'm just having a nightmare, right?"

Shi Youxuan really wanted to answer "Yes."

But she had to accept reality, so she shook her head: "No, Wan'er, this is all real; you need to prepare yourself mentally..."

She could not go on; just a moment ago, the rescue team captain had told them that even a healthy person falling into this river would lose consciousness within a minute.

The river was rushing and bone-chillingly cold, and given the extent to which the car was totaled, it was impossible for anyone inside to be unscathed.

Therefore, even if they hadn't found him, the outlook was grim... there was simply no hope!