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

At the door on the 18th floor, Lu Jingshi knocked several times, but there was no sound from inside.

He hesitated for a moment, then entered the password, and the door opened immediately.

The living room was pitch black, with only the bedroom emitting a faint yellow glow.

Lu Jingshi gently pushed open the bedroom door and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Asleep, Jiang Wan appeared less aloof and guarded than usual. Her eyes were closed quietly, and her long, narrow eyelashes cast a soft shadow, like a small fan.

His gaze fell on the pills and water glass by the bedside, and his eyes filled with deep heartache and self-reproach. He took her hand and placed it to his lips.

Jiang Wan hummed in her sleep, then reached out and hugged his waist.

"You're back? There's some wonton soup I bought downstairs on the table. Eat up, and remember to take a shower afterwards."

After muttering her explanation, she turned over and went back to sleep.

Lu Jingshi lowered his eyelids, then suddenly curled up the corners of his lips. "Where can I buy wontons downstairs?"

She still thought she was living in the same rented room as before. There was a well-established wonton shop at the entrance of the alley, and she would always prepare a bowl for herself whenever he came home late from working overtime.

An indescribable heartache surged from the depths of Lu Jingshi's heart, rushing to his throat, and finally turning into a heavy sigh that stuck there, unable to be spoken.

He lifted the covers and tiptoed into bed.

Sensing the movement beside her, Jiang Wan closed her eyes and naturally leaned closer. Lu Jingshi stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms.

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The morning sunlight was dazzling, and Jiang Wan, still lying in bed, raised her hand to shield her eyes before even opening them.

Then she slowly stood up, her hair slightly disheveled, casually and naturally tousling it, revealing a touch of languor.

She lifted the covers and looked down to find her shoes, but stopped abruptly, her eyes landing on a spot on the carpet beside the bed.

It was a gold shirt cufflink, gleaming in the sunlight.

This looks like... it's from Lu Jingshi's shirt.

She closed her eyes, took a gentle sniff, and there seemed to be a lingering, cool fragrance in the air...

The phone on the table beeped, and Lu Jingshi approved her leave request.

Jiang Wan thought for a moment and then called the front desk.

"Hello, Kairong Law Firm."

"Xiao Ye, it's me, Jiang Wan. I'd like to ask you to check if that woman from yesterday came again?"

"She's here, Sister Wan. She arrived even earlier than me. She was staring straight at the door, which scared everyone. She almost stopped the director. Sister Wan, should we report her? I'm really afraid she'll do something to you."

Jiang Wan pursed her lips and made up her mind: "Could you please get her phone number for me? I'll talk to her."

Not long after I hung up the phone, Xiao Ye sent me a message: "Ms. Zhang, 156********".

Jiang Wan dialed the numbers one by one, paused for two seconds, and then quickly pressed the dial button.

The other end responded quickly: "If you don't buy insurance, don't apply for cards, and don't take out loans, you..."

"It's me, Jiang Wan."

"...You little bitch, you've finally shown up," the person on the other end of the phone could be heard gritting their teeth. "Where are you? Show yourself right now, or else..."

"Two o'clock in the afternoon, at the beach in the suburbs."

Jiang Wan hung up the phone after speaking. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the curtains in front of her.

She could roughly guess why Zhang Haiyun was looking for her, but if she kept hiding, this crazy woman would definitely harass others.

She had witnessed her ruthless and shameless nature, her relentless pursuit of her goals.

Jiang Wan calmly gave Summer a bath, cooked dinner, and when it was almost time, she slung her bag over her shoulder and went out.

On a weekday, there weren't many people at the beach in the suburbs. On the long, narrow beach, Jiang Wan spotted the figure looking around at a glance.

There was also a little boy, about six years old, with her.

Zhang Haiyun also saw Jiang Wan, her eyes widened, and she pulled the little boy over.

Even when he reached Jiang Wan, he didn't stop, glaring at her and raising his arm.

"You bitch, you dare to hide from me?"

The slap didn't land as she wanted; instead, she quickly withdrew it and kept blowing on her burned hand.

Seeing Zhang Haiyun get burned, the little boy picked up some sand and pebbles from the beach and threw them at Jiang Wan.

"You bitch, you dare hit my mother, I'm going to kill you."

Jiang Wan coldly blew out the flame of the lighter in her hand and turned her head to dodge the stone.

"If you dare come any closer, I won't just burn your hands. Your clothes are the most flammable. With the sea breeze so strong, I can't guarantee what will happen to you."

She smiled faintly: "As for me, it was just self-defense after I was terrified. Even if it is deemed excessive self-defense, I will only serve a year or two in prison. If it can be exchanged for your worthless life, it's fine."

Zhang Haiyun was startled by the cruelty and indifference on her face.

In my memory, she always kept her head down, and no matter how much I hit or scolded her, she never said a word.

I never expected that after not seeing her for several years, this brat would actually dare to threaten her.

She gritted her teeth, ultimately deciding not to make a move again.

"I need 200 million. Get it to me within three days."

"On what grounds?"

"What are you pretending for, you little bitch? Your father killed my man, and now my widow and I are starving."

Jiang Wan looked at her with an air of entitlement and found it amusing: "Jiang Yunsheng has already been punished by law, and he has paid the compensation he was owed. What you're doing now... is robbing me?"

Zhang Haiyun tilted her head back smugly and sneered, "This money wasn't asked of you by me; Jiang Yunsheng told me to ask you for it."

Jiang Wan's gaze shifted to the bald little boy beside her.

"For this bastard child you had with him?"

"I've been to Anzhou Hospital. You can't hide it from me, Zhang Haiyun. The truth about what happened back then, who cheated and who made the mistake, will all come out."

All the tricks Zhang Haiyun had planned to use to beat and scold her were now useless, making her sweat profusely with anxiety.

"I'm warning you, I want 200 million. If you don't give it to me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Jiang Wan's eyes flickered slightly: "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Haiyun noticed the change in her eyes and thought his threat had worked, instantly becoming smug.

"You little bitch, you're not so arrogant anymore, are you? If you don't give me 200 million, I'll post all your mother's dirty secrets in your work group chat, and see if you still have the face to live. And your grandma, that old hag, if you don't give me the money, I'll kill her!"

Jiang Wan's expression relaxed slightly, a hint of anxious fear flashing across her face.

"If I give you money, will you let me go?"

Zhang Haiyun glanced at her disdainfully, thinking that this bitch had really become that powerful, but it turned out she was just faking it and was only scared by him.

"That depends on your performance. If the 200 million doesn't arrive within three days, you can expect to be completely ruined."

"Aunt Zhang, I really don't have that much right now. I can give you 3000 yuan first, but please don't hurt my grandma, okay?"

Zhang Haiyun was somewhat disgusted, but seeing how frightened she looked, she didn't dare refuse.

"Alright, hurry up and send the rest over as well."

Jiang Wan bit her lip, scanned her WeChat QR code, paid 3000 yuan, and sent another message.

"Auntie, please take this 3000 yuan first, and don't hurt my grandma. I'll figure out how to get the remaining 297000 yuan."

Zhang Haiyun replied with an "OK" gesture in a good mood.

After giving Jiang Wan a few warnings, he took the little boy and left.

Jiang Wan took out a voice recorder from her pocket, pressed stop, and then took out her phone to dial 110.

"Hey, officers, I...I've been blackmailed for 200 million."

"I don't have that much money. I'm at the beach now, I don't want to live anymore..."