Chapter 8: Getting married after the divorce to humiliate Zheng Jie?

In the evening, Su Qiaoer sat in the chairman's office of the Su Group. Looking at the date on her phone screen, she felt an indescribable complexity in her heart.

Over the past month, Su Qiaoer had spent every day with Zheng Tian, doing things every couple does. Yet, for some reason, Su Qiaoer didn't feel the happiness, joy, or excitement she had felt when they were together before; there was only calm and boredom.

She had also wondered if Zheng Jie would take the initiative to contact her and ask her not to divorce him, but he didn't. Throughout this month, Zheng Jie hadn't sent her a single message, as if he had vanished into thin air.

After a long while, Su Qiaoer opened her chat interface with Zheng Jie. Their last message was from a month ago, where Zheng Jie asked when she would be back that night, and she had replied with a voice message.

She tapped on the voice message.

"The company has overtime tonight, I can't go back."

In reality, Su Qiaoer wasn't working overtime that night; she was accompanying Zheng Tian to his favorite singer's concert. That was the night they had their second intimate encounter since Zheng Tian returned.

It was also that night that Su Qiaoer agreed to divorce Zheng Jie and marry Zheng Tian, a decision Zheng Tian shared with his family the next day, receiving their full support.

From beginning to end, Zheng Jie was never the person Su Qiaoer had firmly chosen.

The reason Su Qiaoer and Zheng Jie had been able to live together in the past was simply because Zheng Tian hadn't returned. Now that Zheng Tian was back, the substitute, Zheng Jie, needed to step aside—this was true in their marriage, and it was also true within the Zheng Group.

"Don't forget to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow."

Su Qiaoer felt that now, she and Zheng Jie seemed to have nothing else to talk about except for the divorce. Soon, Zheng Jie's message came back.

"I won't forget."

"Let's meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine tomorrow morning."

Zheng Jie replied very quickly, almost instantly.

"Mm, nine o'clock tomorrow morning it is."

"Will you come?"

Su Qiaoer hesitated for a moment before sending this message.

"Of course."

"I won't delay your big day with my brother."

Looking at the reply, Su Qiaoer threw her phone onto the desk. For some reason, when she saw this message, an unnameable anger welled up in her heart.

In her view, Zheng Jie should have been begging her not to divorce him. This attitude, however, left her feeling somewhat disappointed.

A woman like Su Qiaoer loved to be surrounded by admirers, feeling that everyone had to revolve around her. But when Zheng Jie straightforwardly agreed to the divorce without any attempt to salvage things, she felt uncomfortable.

"Zheng Jie, don't regret this later."

Su Qiaoer thought to herself. Just as she was letting her thoughts run wild, a knock came at the door. She quickly took a deep breath to compose herself.

"Come in."

The next second, her secretary walked in from outside.

"Chairman Su, President Tian is here."

"Mm, let him in."

About half a minute later, Zheng Tian, wearing a well-tailored casual suit, walked in. He wore a smile, possessing a natural sense of approachability.

"Qiaoer, are you busy?"

"No... I was just about to get off work."

Su Qiaoer looked at Zheng Tian and smiled as she said this.

"I see... Let me discuss something with you."

"Hm? What is it?"

"After divorcing Zheng Jie tomorrow, why don't we just go get our marriage certificate right away?"

As he said this, Zheng Tian came up behind Su Qiaoer, wrapped his arms around her, and rested his head on her shoulder, greedily smelling the fragrance on her.

He wanted to give Zheng Jie the greatest humiliation possible tomorrow.

He would divorce Su Qiaoer right in front of Zheng Jie.

He wanted him to know that whatever he wanted, the other party had to obediently yield it to him. Hearing this, Su Qiaoer's back stiffened slightly.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes, I really don't want to wait. Qiaoer, we've missed so many years... I want to have you as quickly as possible. I want to give you a grand wedding, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you properly to make up for the grievances you've suffered all these years, okay?"

As he spoke, Zheng Tian's voice was choked with emotion, as if he were saying these words from the bottom of his heart. Hearing this, Su Qiaoer's first thought was, what about Zheng Jie?

But thinking of Zheng Jie's attitude in his message earlier, it made up her mind.

"Alright, after I divorce Zheng Jie, we'll get our marriage certificate."

There was a one-month cooling-off period for divorce, but for marriage, no such time was needed; they could even get the certificate right away with their ID cards. Hearing this, a glimmer of joy appeared in the depths of Zheng Tian's eyes.

During this time, Zheng Jie had been abroad, so Zheng Tian had no way to show off. Since Zheng Jie was finally returning tomorrow, Zheng Tian had to show off properly.

He wanted his younger brother to know that he had always been his substitute.

"Qiaoer, it feels so good to have you again."

"Mm, me too."

In the chairman's office, the two embraced tightly.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Zheng Jie had already walked out of the airport. Xia Wanqing was leaning against a BMW. A beautiful woman with a luxury car—when they appeared together, the head-turning rate was one hundred percent.

When she saw Zheng Jie walking over from not far away, the corners of Xia Wanqing's mouth curled up slightly.

As expected of her benefactor, he was so handsome.

Actually, Xia Wanqing felt she was quite lucky. Although she was a mistress, her benefactor was young, handsome, rich, and considerate. Most importantly, he had incredible abilities in that department. Compared to the other mistresses she knew who were with old men, Xia Wanqing felt quite happy in her heart.

"Why didn't you wait in the car?"

Zheng Jie looked at Xia Wanqing, reached out, and pinched her chin. At this moment, Xia Wanqing took the opportunity to rub her cheek against Zheng Jie's hand. As her tender, smooth skin brushed against his palm, Xia Wanqing looked up at Zheng Jie, her eyes filled with temptation.

"I missed you."

"I wanted to see you as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Zheng Jie smiled.

This woman knew how to make him happy.

At this moment, the corners of Xia Wanqing's mouth curled up slightly as she leaned close to Zheng Jie's ear and whispered.

"She's back too."

"She's at my place right now."

"And I've prepared a black set and a white set of clothes today..."

"You can dress us in them later, okay..."

This was the gift the two of them had prepared.

There was no other way; Zheng Jie lacked nothing, so they could only choose this.

However, looking at the expression on Zheng Jie's face, Xia Wanqing knew he was very satisfied.

"Is that so? Then I'll have to check the quality."

"Let's go, get in the car."

Xia Wanqing nodded.

"Okay."

The two sat in the car; Xia Wanqing drove, and Zheng Jie sat in the passenger seat. At this moment, Zheng Jie took out his phone and dialed Zhang Wei's number.

"Chairman."

"After I get the divorce certificate tomorrow, the plan will officially begin."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Understood, Chairman."

For some time now, Zheng Tian had been acting arbitrarily at the Zheng Group. Whether it was to deliberately go against Zheng Jie or not, whenever there was a regulation that Zheng Jie had set, Zheng Tian would change it.

He had also fired quite a few people because they were the ones Zheng Jie had poached with high salaries. This made the people on Zheng Jie's side feel uncomfortable, but because of Zheng Tian's orders, even if they were unhappy, they couldn't launch a counterattack immediately. Now, however, they could finally strike back.

"Quite a few people at the Zheng Group have been contacting me these past few days, asking when we can make a move. They seem a bit impatient."

"Small skirmishes won't change anything, so the first strike must destroy the opponent completely. And tomorrow is that opportunity."

Zheng Jie's tone was calm. Having let Zheng Tian throw his weight around in the group for such a long time, Zheng Jie felt it was time.

"Then I will arrange it immediately."

"Mm."

Not long after, Xia Wanqing and Zheng Jie appeared in a high-end residential complex. This was where Huang Shihan lived. The reason Huang Shihan didn't come to pick up Zheng Jie was mainly because she had a high profile; if she appeared at the airport, she would attract attention. Therefore, only Xia Wanqing could come to pick him up.

When they pushed the door open and were about to enter, a voice rang out.

"Master."

Hearing this voice, Zheng Jie looked over instinctively.

It was Huang Shihan.

At this moment, Huang Shihan was wearing a black maid outfit, kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xia Wanqing froze slightly.

We agreed to change together... how did this happen...

"Oh no, I've been backstabbed."