The pouring rain lasted all night, and from a deserted cabin on the outskirts came the wails of a woman.
The rain had fallen all night, and the sounds had echoed throughout the night.
The next day, the rain stopped, and the lock on the wooden cabin was opened.
Jiang Feifei, shivering, curled up in a corner, mumbling deliriously, "I... I'm going to kill you..."
The man grabbed her by the collar, roughly threw her out of the wooden cabin, abandoned her alone in the suburbs, and drove away.
When she finally regained her senses, she stumbled back to the city center. Without time to change, she rushed to the Di Jue Group.
She wanted to tell Di Mingjue everything about Jiang Ziyu.
As soon as she arrived at the company entrance, her work badge failed to register on the machine. The persistent beeping alerted the security guards at the entrance.
"Miss Jiang, you have been fired by the company!" the security guard informed her.
Jiang Feifei sneered, holding up her work badge, "I was fired? Impossible! This machine must be broken."
She refused to believe the security guard's words and quickly summoned the HR manager.
The manager stood at the entrance and said to her in an official tone, "Due to the negative impact Miss Jiang Feifei has had on Di Jue Group, the company has decided to terminate your employment. Furthermore, Miss Jiang will have to pay 200,000 yuan as compensation for the damage to the company's reputation."
She didn't believe any of it until the lawyer presented the legal letter, and only then did she truly accept the reality.
Jiang Feifei blamed it all on Jiang Ziyu, unwilling to leave Di Jue Group. Looking at the towering building, she was determined to get back in.
...
After Jiang Ziyu's identity as Vivi was exposed, the Di family members felt more jealousy than surprise. Apart from the old madam's unique affection, everyone else looked for opportunities to embarrass her.
Soon, they found their chance.
The mayor's son's first birthday banquet invited all the prominent groups in the capital, including Di Jue Group.
As the head of Di Jue Group, Di Mingjue had to attend with his wife and child.
At the banquet, as soon as Di Mingjue appeared, all eyes turned to Jiang Ziyu.
Before Vivi's identity was exposed, everyone believed she had struck gold by marrying Di Mingjue. Now, their opinions had changed. While filled with jealousy, they now saw them as a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman.
Amidst the crowd, an elderly man weaved through the guests and excitedly approached Jiang Ziyu.
"Young lady, do you still recognize me?" the old man asked straightforwardly.
Her memory flashed back to a few days prior, and Jiang Ziyu nodded, asking with concern, "Are you feeling better?"
"Thanks to you, how else would I be standing here today," the old man said, emotionally reaching out to grasp Jiang Ziyu's hand in gratitude.
Their conversation left Di Mingjue and the mayor on the side looking puzzled.
The mayor, Su Yang, stepped forward and gently pulled the old man's hand away, asking curiously, "Dad, do you know Madam Di?"
Dad?
Jiang Ziyu froze.
She had never imagined that the old man she had casually helped on the roadside that day was the mayor's father, Su Qingwei.
Under Su Yang's questioning, Su Qingwei recounted the events of that day and insisted on repaying Jiang Ziyu.
Jiang Ziyu awkwardly refused, "You are too kind. If anyone needed help that day, I would have assisted them regardless of who they were."
"No, I, Su Qingwei, repay kindness. Regardless, I owe you a favor. Feel free to ask anytime you need something. As long as my Su family can do it, I will not refuse," Su Qingwei, having navigated the business world for a lifetime, valued loyalty above all else.
After he left, instead of praise, Di Mingjue sarcastically remarked, "You truly are mysterious!"
"I'll take that as a compliment," Jiang Ziyu replied with a smile, her eyes anxiously scanning the crowd.
Just as she was talking with Su Qingwei, Yuze had been invited by other children to the banquet's children's area.
"What a beautiful piano!"
The children exclaimed in unison.
The piano in the center of the dance floor was surrounded by flowers, and anyone standing on it seemed like a fairy among the blossoms.