Five years after their breakup, a prominent lawyer is desperately seeking reconciliation.

When Jiang Wan returned to the office, Lu Jingshi's seat was empty.

Xiao Wu carefully observed her expression and said cautiously, "President Lu went to the bank to retrieve evidence this afternoon and won't be back."

Jiang Wan gave a soft "Mmm": "I understand, you can go ahead and get back to work."

Qian Xianxian peeked at the two of them, rolled her eyes, and walked in: "Don't you want to know where Brother Lu went?"

Jiang Wan looked at her, not understanding what she meant: "Didn't Xiao Wu say that?"

Qian Xianxian snorted coldly: "I saw it. Brother Lu and Fang Tian went out together. You're really useless. You've been alone with Brother Lu in a foreign country for almost a month and haven't made any progress."

"Any progress?" Jiang Wan countered. "You've set a bunch of goals, but I haven't seen you succeed at any of them."

"You! Good or bad? I'm trying to defend you, can't you hear me?"

"I don't believe the person who took my photos secretly would be so kind."

Qian Xianxian was furious. Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Wu quickly pulled her away.

After exchanging a few words with her, Jiang Wan felt much more relaxed.

Since Fang Tian returned to Kairong, she has had very little work. She arranges all of Lu Jingshi's work and travel arrangements herself and never lets anyone else get involved.

Jiang Wan took advantage of her less busy time to revise her thesis.

Time slipped away quietly, the sound of typing echoing throughout the office, until Xiao Wu knocked on the door to remind her that Jiang Wan realized it was past the end of the workday.

She turned off her computer, packed her things, and went down the elevator with Xiao Wu.

As soon as she arrived in the lobby, the receptionist, who was about to leave work, saw her and rushed over to pull her into the fire escape.

"Sister Wan, I've been waiting for you! Why don't you... go through the underground parking garage?"

"What's wrong?"

"There was a woman outside looking for you. I sensed she was up to no good, so I turned her away. But she ended up sitting outside all afternoon, not even bothering to get hot."

Jiang Wan peeked out and saw a simply dressed woman sitting on the roadside outside the gate.

"She'll stare at someone for ages as they go out, looking at them intently.

The woman tilted her head and stared at the crowd that had emerged.

Suddenly, a long-haired girl walked out of the door with her head down. The woman quickly walked over and grabbed the girl's arm.

"You little bitch, I..."

"Are you crazy, auntie?" the girl yelled, holding up the phone. "Who do you think you are?"

"You're the one who's sick. If you admit you're wrong, just admit it. Why are you swearing? I can tell you're a little slut just by looking at how scantily you're dressed."

The girl was stunned, seemingly having never seen such a domineering and unreasonable person before. She wanted to argue with her again, but was persuaded and pulled away by her companions.

The moment the woman turned around, Jiang Wan saw her face clearly!

Zhang Haiyun!

She actually found this place!

Jiang Wan felt a chill run down her spine, as if countless icy hands were wandering behind her. Her receptionist called her several times before she came to her senses.

"Is it the same as last time? Sister Wan, come with me, I'll take you away from the underground parking garage."

Jiang Wan didn't refuse again, and quickly left with her head down.

Even after I got back to my apartment complex, went upstairs, and sat on the sofa, my whole body was still trembling.

She didn't turn on the light, hiding herself in the darkness. She felt cold all over, her bones ached, and cold sweat kept pouring out.

My ears were ringing, as if someone had stuffed an old-fashioned radio into them, and my throat felt like it was stuck with a handful of rough gravel, making every breath painful.

Jiang Wan stood up, holding onto the sofa armrest, and swayed as she walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water, but her fingertips were numb and her hands were shaking so badly they wouldn't obey her commands.

The glass fell onto the floor tiles and shattered into pieces, and Jiang Wan collapsed limply to the ground.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but in her half-awake state, she seemed to hear someone calling her.

Her body swayed with each shout, her eyelids too heavy to open, but she still reached out her hand, squinting as she spoke.

"Lu Jingshi".

"What Lu Jingshi? It's me, Lao Wang. How did you get so hot? I'll take you to the hospital."

Jiang Wan shook her head, leaned against her with all her might, and sat half-sitting on the ground, pointing to the water glass on the ground.

Wang Yiran instantly understood, took another cup, filled it with water, and found the fever reducer in the medicine box, feeding her one.

"Old Wang," Jiang Wan said, regaining some strength, her throat feeling like it had been scalded by boiling water, "what brings you here?"

"You promised to pick up Summer today, but I've been waiting for your show and you haven't come. I called you but you didn't answer."

She gritted her teeth, picked Jiang Wan up from the floor, and placed her on the sofa.

"What's wrong with you? You were fine just a couple of days ago?"

"Old Wang."

Long-term stress and frustration brought Jiang Wan to the brink of emotional collapse, and she wanted to confide in someone.

"Aren't you curious about why Lu Jingshi and I suddenly broke up, and why he hates me so much?"

Wang Yiran was silent for a moment, then helped her pull the thin blanket up to the floor.

"I know you have secrets. If you haven't thought it through, don't tell me. If you want to confide in someone, I'm happy to be your dumping ground."

Jiang Wan rested her head on her lap and closed her eyes: "I've lived in a muddy mess since I was a child..."

Half an hour later, Wang Yiran, with red eyes, slammed her fist on the coffee table in front of her.

"That woman, she's definitely up to no good coming to see you again. Your father... Jiang Yunsheng is a real scoundrel!"

"I plan to go to the prison in a few days."

Revealing a secret that has been kept in my heart for so many years is like digging out a festering wound.

It hurts a lot at first, but it will gradually feel much better.

Jiang Wan's head still ached, but her fever was gradually subsiding. Summer tried to rush over several times, but was held in place by Wang Yiran's gaze.

After spending a while longer with Jiang Wan and helping her submit a leave request on the OA system, Wang Yiran left Jiang Wan's house.

As soon as the elevator opened on the first floor, Lu Jingshi was seen leaning lazily against the elevator entrance, his face flushed and reeking of alcohol.

"Old Wang, what are you doing here?"

Lu Jingshi seemed to have drunk quite a bit, and was talking more than usual. "You're looking for Jiang Wan? Isn't Jiang Wan here?"

Wang Yiran politely hummed in agreement and walked towards the gate. After a few steps, she suddenly turned back and called out to Lu Jingshi.

"Old classmate."

Lu Jingshi turned around, his surprised gaze carrying a hint of drunken innocence.

"Will you marry Fang Tian?"

Lu Jingshi sobered up instantly, his gaze fixed on Wang Yiran: "Why...why did you ask that?"

Wang Yiran shook her head: "Just asking casually. There's one more thing. Director Gang has already gone back, and I plan to have Jiang Wan return to the institute next month."

"Did she want to go back?"

The elevator doors opened and closed. Lu Jingshi leaned against the wall and remained silent for a long time before suddenly stepping into the elevator.