Sweet Beauty

Chapter 1261  Jia Qiulian, You Are An Ungrateful Person!

If Han Cihui did not show up, would not Jia Qiulian sign the one million yuan contract?

After signing a million yuan contract and the news of her divorce came out; at that time, everyone would surely look down on her.

After Han Cihui did this, Director Li or any directors would not dare to look down on Jia Qiulian. Even now, despite the impending divorce, Han Cihui was still very protective of her.

Liang Zixuan was not the only one who understood this logic. Jia Qiulian herself also knew it.

She bit her lip and suddenly said in an exasperated tone, "I don't know why he did this. He was the one who started it, and he himself said that after the divorce, he would be freer and more unattached. Which relieved him a lot."

"Idiot!" Liang Zixuan could not help but sigh. "How can you not know Cihui? If you want to divorce him, he would not fall on his knees and beg you even if he was beaten to death! Instead, he would straighten his back, puff out his chest, and say, "If you want to go, then go. Don't think the earth will stop spinning just because you are gone!"

"But the truth? When he said those words, only he knew how much his heart ached!"

Jia Qiulian did not know how hurt Han Cihui was when he said that. She only knew that she was hurt when she heard it.

She was not someone who would divorce just because she had a few disagreements. Never would she threaten Han Cihui with a divorce.

But because of the matter with Zhao Kang, there was a knot in Han Cihui's heart. She felt that she could not get rid of it from his heart no matter what. If being with her would only aggravate his suffering, it would be better if she let him go.

Liang Zixuan suddenly stood up and walked over to pat Jia Qiulian on the shoulder. "Qiulian, I would still be saying the same things. If you still decide to divorce Cihui when I come back later, I will support you."

"En!" Jia Qiulian closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Alright, I'll wait for you to come back."

Jia Qiulian and Liang Zixuan talked for two hours. When Jia Qiulian returned to her own floor, it was time for everyone to get off work.

The people in the office had already packed their things and were waiting for six o'clock to arrive. They all got up and scrambled to get out of work.

Jia Qiulian went to her seat and sat down. With a flick of her fingers, she opened the script. At that moment, she heard the assistant's cold voice.

"Jia Qiulian, you really cannot wait to leave Director Han. Right after you signed the contract with Director Li, you gladly followed him back to his office. What are you doing here again? Your office is already set up. When are you planning to move out?"

Jia Qiulian knew that the assistant did not like her at the moment, which was why he mocked her every time. She did not want to lower herself to his level, so she kept quiet. Originally, she wanted to work overtime to write more, but now it seemed that she could not work overtime in peace.

She closed the script and then turned off her laptop.

Others were not allowed to take the company laptop home, but Jia Qiulian could. This was the pass Han Cihui had specially arranged for her.

She put the laptop in her bag and was about to get up with her bag when the assistant suddenly came to her and pushed her back.

"Jia Qiulian, who do you think you are? If it wasn't for Director Han, would you have achieved what you have today? What, you started looking down on people here after you climbed the high branches? Who are you looking down on?!"

Jia Qiulian was finally furious. No matter how kind she was, it was impossible for her to tolerate someone like him.

She forcefully placed her bag on the desk and suddenly stood up. "Just who did I look down on to make you hate me so much? Yao Au, I have always been good to you, and I have never looked for a fight with you. Do you really have to do this now?"

"I just can't stand a bitch like you! Treating everyone like a pawn and leaving it to you to play with!"

"Who do I see as a pawn? Who am I messing with?!" Jia Qiulian could not tolerate it any longer. She raised her voice and angrily questioned the assistant with a furrowed brow.

There were some who were still not out of work. After hearing the argument between the two of them, their legs felt like they were filled with tin and they could not move.

They stood there watching Jia Qiulian and the assistant quarrel with interest. They did not say anything to reconcile them.

At that moment, Han Cihui opened the office door. He was about to stop Yao Au when he heard Yao Au's angry question. "You're treating our Director Han as a pawn! Don't think we don't know that. Now that you're famous and have found a better way, you think you don't need Director Han anymore. You want a divorce, you want to leave him. Leave our team!"

Jia Qiulian frowned. She wondered how Yao Au knew she wanted a divorce.

She felt someone's gaze on her. She turned around and saw Han Cihui standing there, looking at them. She could not help but think, "Did Han Cihui tell Yao Au?"

Apart from Liang Zixuan, Qin Yu, Han Yuanjun, Liang Jiahao, and Han Cihui, no one else knew about this. Qin Yu had not been to the company for the past two days and was busy preparing for her trip to the United States.

Liang Zixuan and Han Yuanjun could not possibly tell anyone about this, especially not Han Cihui's small assistant.

Therefore, she believed that Han Cihui must have told Yao Au about this!

Jia Qiulian slowly turned her gaze back and her cold gaze landed on Yao Au's face. She sneered, "Whether I divorce or not and whether I go to another team or not is my own problem, what does that have to do with you? Stop being a salty radish and busybody with other people's business. Mind your own business first!"

Jia Qiulian pushed Yao Au, picked up her bag from the desk, and walked away determinedly.

Yao Au was not convinced and shouted at her. "Jia Qiulian, you are an ungrateful person! You have no conscience!"

Jia Qiulian suddenly stopped and laughed sarcastically without turning around. "How much is your conscience worth? Can you eat it?"