Mr. Shen, your wife is going to be snatched away!

Chapter 8 Airborne General Manager

"No, it went very smoothly."

Li Liang was also curious. When he went to pick up Mr. Shen, he saw with his own eyes a red book with the words "divorce certificate" engraved on it.

It was too late for Shen Chenyuan to be happy when his long-cherished wish came true, but it seemed like someone owed him hundreds of millions.

It's impossible for Mr. Shen to start regretting it after the divorce, right?

Su Qin didn't know these thoughts in Li Liang's mind and repeatedly confirmed one fact to him——

Shen Chenyuan finally divorced Shi Yao!
There was a touch of ecstasy in her eyes, and Su Qin tightened her palms tightly to control her excitement.

She sobbed and felt guilty: "I think Miss Shi must have misunderstood Shen Yuan and I, so she decided to divorce."

"You don't have to blame yourself. It's not like you don't know that Mr. Shen was under pressure from the old man from the beginning."

Li Liang didn't want to be a talkative woman who talked about his boss in private, so he quickly changed the subject: "Miss Su, do you have anything else?"

Su Qin had already found out what she wanted to know, and she felt more comfortable than ever before, "It's okay, Assistant Li is busy."

In the huge CEO's office, the windows were bright and clean, and the light coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows was bright and shining. The man sitting at the desk had an expressionless face, and the temperature of his body seemed to drop a few points when he stood next to him.

No wonder Li Liang didn't dare to speak loudly on the phone outside, for fear that even the slightest movement would disturb him.

Shen Chenyuan turned over and over the documents spread out in front of him, feeling that there were mistakes everywhere.

After connecting to the internal line, he asked Li Liang to call the director of the relevant department to the office.

The supervisors were scolded so hard that they bowed their heads in shame and did not dare to speak a word.

Mr. Shen today is even more cold-faced and ruthless than before.

When Shen Chenyuan returned to his residence, the sky had completely closed.

There was a soft "click" sound, and the dark room was illuminated by cold light. It was huge and empty, and seemed a bit lonely.

He and Shi Yao have been married for many years. Although they live under the same roof, their interactions with each other are no different from strangers.

But at this moment, Shen Chenyuan discovered that Shi Yao had silently integrated into his life during these seven years of marriage.

When she pulled away and took away everything related to her, the residence that still had a breath of life, lost the smoke and smoke, and became more like an empty cage, cold and heartless.

"Habits are terrible things."

Shen Chenyuan suppressed the discomfort in his heart and chuckled to himself.

That night, Shen Chenyuan was sleepless.

The next morning.

Shi Yao opened her eyes from the large and comfortable bed, stretched, got up and limped to the floor-to-ceiling window.

After completing the formalities yesterday, Shi Yao moved back to that house to move her things, and then moved into this small bungalow with its own garden.At this time, Fu Zhiheng pushed the electric wheelchair into the room, but seeing Shi Yao already getting out of bed and walking around, he shouted a lesson, "Don't you know you have a broken bone? How dare you come down and jump around!"

Shi Yao acted coquettishly at Fu Zhiheng, "Brother can't bear to see me locked in the room. I just wanted to go for a walk in the garden, so you sent me a wheelchair!"

Fu Zhiheng was a little helpless, "I just rely on my elder brother to pamper you."

Walking along the garden path, Shi Yao felt a sense of comfort that she had not experienced for many years.

"Recuperate well during this period, and then come back to help big brother. What do you think?"

Shi Yao shook her head after hearing this, "Brother, I recover faster than others from any injuries I have suffered since childhood, so you don't have to worry. As for helping you..."

While talking, Shi Yao made Fu Zhiheng feel dazed for a rare moment.

This was Fu Zhiheng's beautiful, confident and radiant sister. He was glad that these seven years of marriage had not crushed Shi Yao.

"I know you are not interested in managing the head office, but would you be lucky enough to hire the famous designer Ms. T to take charge of Jiarui Jewelry?"

Jiarui Jewelry is headquartered in Licheng.

As a jewelry brand under the famous Fu Group in Licheng, Jiarui was born just over nine years ago. It has developed rapidly, far surpassing many established brands in the country.

"Did you hear that a new general manager will be airborne next month?"

"Ah? Sister Hui has been the acting general manager for so many years and has been working hard. She thought she would finally be able to become a full-time employee, but then she was replaced by a random person?"

With the sound of footsteps, the gossip stopped abruptly.

"Sister Hui, Hui."

Deng Xinhui glanced at the several employees who were chatting and gossiping, frowned and said displeased: "Don't you know it's working time now?"

"I'm sorry, Sister Hui!"

"Next time this happens again, be careful with your work!"

After saying that, Deng Xinhui turned back to the office.

She was irritable and her face was a little gloomy, "I want to see who you are!"

At the same time, in the VIP ward of Yancheng People's Hospital, Shen Chenyuan frowned and looked at the haggard Su Qin on the bed.

"Shen Yuan, you are finally here."

Shen Chenyuan glanced sharply at the doctors beside him, "You can't even take care of your patients?"

"Mr. Shen, the hospital is responsible for taking care of the patient's physical condition, but her mood cannot be controlled by us. The patient is at the stage when he needs the considerate care of his relatives. The nursing staff is not the patient's family member. Can they consider the patient's mood in all aspects?"

The doctor's words were sonorous, and there was a hint of condemnation in his words.

(End of this chapter)