The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

As Chen Zhi walked out of the arrival passage with his bag on his back, he looked up and bumped into a black figure.

It's Pei Ningxue.

She wore an extremely fitted black trench coat, her long hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she had impeccable full makeup.

At around 9 a.m., Daxing Airport was filled with travelers hurrying by with their suitcases. She stood alone directly opposite the exit, holding a cup of Americano that she had only taken a sip of.

They clearly came with ill intentions.

Chen Zhi slowed his pace.

As he had initially planned, at most Old Zhao would drive over, and he would sit in the back and endure a few sarcastic remarks on WeChat, and that would be the end of it.

But Pei Ningxue, the boss, came over in person early today.

Pei Ningxue had already seen him from a distance. She casually tossed the Americano into the nearby trash can and walked towards him.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zhi adjusted his backpack and, with a nonchalant expression, went to greet them.

Pei Ningxue stopped half a meter in front of him.

"You..." Pei Ningxue was about to speak and make a move.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Zhi interrupted the spellcasting directly, his brows furrowed slightly, and preemptively cut off the conversation.

Pei Ningxue was stunned for a moment.

"Oh."

After realizing what was happening, Pei Ningxue sneered and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Boss Chen started questioning me first?"

Chen Zhi didn't take the bait at all. He took a small step forward, took Pei Ningxue's right hand, and skillfully interlocked his five fingers with hers, their ten fingers crossed.

"You're usually so busy with work, why did you get up so early to pick me up?"

Chen Zhi's tone carried three parts heartache and seven parts blame.

"Did you stay up late again last night looking at reports? Why didn't you get some more sleep?"

Pei Ningxue's hands were very soft, with delicate joints, and were smooth and tender from her fingertips to her wrists.

One touch and you know these are hands that have been pampered since childhood and have never done any rough work.

Pei Ningxue lowered her head and looked at their hands, which were tightly clasped together.

There was a two-second pause.

Then I pulled it out forcefully.

Why am I so tired?

She took a step back, creating some distance, and said sarcastically:

"Isn't it because someone's been shirking their responsibilities and running off to meet other women?"

Chen Zhi shut up.

Pei Ningxue stared at him for three seconds, and seeing that he was pretending to be dead and not saying a word, she turned around and walked out.

"Let's go, busy man."

"The company has a ton of critical issues waiting for you to handle."

Chen Zhi followed obediently behind.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked quietly by the roadside next to the VIP passage outside the terminal.

Old Zhao stood by the car door and saw the two men walk out one after the other. His years of professional experience told him that something was very wrong today.

"Mr. Chen, Ms. Pei."

Old Zhao strode forward, opened the car door, and stared intently at his shoes.

Pei Ningxue didn't look at Lao Zhao, but bent down and sat in the car. She moved to a seat near the left window, picked up the tablet on the seat, and started working.

Chen Zhi followed and sat down on the right.

Old Zhao returned to the driver's seat and smoothly started the car.

The soundproof partition in the back hadn't been raised yet, but Lao Zhao was very observant and kept his eyes fixed on the front, not even glancing at the rearview mirror.

The car merged into the morning rush hour traffic.

Pei Ningxue's fingers slid across the screen, her brows furrowed slightly.

His lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't say a word.

Chen Zhi felt like he was being subjected to emotional abuse.

He sat on the right for about three minutes, then turned his head to steal a couple of glances at her.

After a while, Chen Zhi leaned forward, stretched out his finger, and pressed the partition lifting button on the center armrest.

hum-

The black soundproof partition slowly rose, completely separating the front and rear rows.

Old Zhao breathed a long sigh of relief.

The moment the partition closed, Chen Zhi began to act.

He pressed himself against the wide, soft seat, inching closer and closer to Pei Ningxue, becoming increasingly audacious.

Pei Ningxue noticed it immediately.

Her eyes didn't leave the screen, and she began to lean towards the left side of the car door.

Chen Zhi moved it another ten centimeters.

Pei Ningxue leaned in again.

Until her left shoulder was completely pressed against the car door lining, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Pei Ningxue finally stopped pretending, suddenly raised her head, and glared at him with unfriendly eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

Without saying a word, Chen Zhi stretched out his right hand and covered her left hand, which was resting on the edge of the tablet.

Pei Ningxue instinctively tried to break free, pulling her wrist back forcefully.

No twitching.

Chen Zhi's grip was extremely strong; his five fingers held her wrist tightly, giving her no chance to break free.

"Let go." Pei Ningxue's voice turned cold.

"I won't let go."

Chen Zhigan took shamelessness to the extreme, squeezing into Pei Ningxue's seat and casually pulling her into his arms.

Pei Ningxue froze.

"you……"

"It's been so long." Chen Zhi hugged her even tighter. "Let me hug you for a while."

Pei Ningxue, held so shamelessly by him, finally stopped struggling violently, though her breathing became a little rapid.

But that mouth still wouldn't let up.

"Why don't you go hug your champion girlfriend?" Pei Ningxue's voice was laced with sarcasm. "What are you doing hugging me now?"

"You're my girlfriend too," Chen Zhi replied confidently with his eyes closed.

"Scumbag."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Pei."

Pei Ningxue's chest heaved violently at those words.

A brief silence fell over the carriage.

"Stop joking with me." Pei Ningxue finally broke the silence. She turned her head, trying to create distance between their faces. "Does Deep Space Technology have too much money in its accounts? You just gave away tens of millions of US dollars to win a smile from a beauty?"

"That wasn't just to make her happy," Chen Zhi explained, forcing a smile. "Taylor signed a global exclusive endorsement deal. Moss needs top-tier Western celebrities to penetrate the North American and European markets. This money has to be spent sooner or later, and having her be a guest at the finals is making the most of her resources."

"Boss Chen's business logic is truly impeccable."

Pei Ningxue sneered, clearly not even believing in punctuation.

She stopped struggling and, following Chen Zhi's force, slowly turned around to face him.

This posture brings the two people very close.

Pei Ningxue's gaze moved down from Chen Zhi's two obvious dark circles, past his nose and lips, and finally landed on his neck.

It's right there on that skin, below the left artery.

There was a noticeable red mark.

It's very thin, very red, and the edges show signs of being broken.

It's absolutely impossible that you scratched yourself while sleeping. Those are marks left by someone pinching or scratching hard when they are under extreme tension, stimulation, or in some uncontrollable state.

For example, last night in that business king room in Changsha.

Lin Wanwan was so nervous about trying something for the first time that she didn't know what to do with her hands, leaving "marks" on his collarbone.

The moment Pei Ningxue's gaze fell upon the red mark, the temperature plummeted.

The atmosphere in the carriage, which had just eased a little, immediately became tense again.

Chen Zhi was enjoying this moment of peace with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt the person in his arms stop moving and their breathing became extremely strange.

He opened his eyes and looked down following Pei Ningxue's gaze.

Grass.

I was in such a rush this morning that I was so focused on leaving a note that I didn't even bother to check in the mirror for any traces I left behind.

"This..." Chen Zhi swallowed hard, his brain racing, trying to come up with a logical medical or physical explanation within a second.

But it seems a bit too late.

Pei Ningxue stretched out her slender, white fingers and gently pressed them onto the red mark.

Pei Ningxue's red lips curved slightly, revealing a beautiful smile devoid of any warmth.

"Spending a fortune to invite a global superstar as a guest, I thought Boss Chen just wanted to give her a championship."

Pei Ningxue's fingers slowly slid down the red mark, her voice soft, but Chen Zhi found it somewhat creepy.

"Now it seems that last night at that hotel in Changsha..."

She raised her eyes and stared intently into Chen Zhi's eyes.

"You've received your championship reward, haven't you?"