Rebirth: Divorcing the Billionaire
Chapter 110: The Feeling of Having Someone to Back You Up

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: The Feeling of Having Someone to Back You Up

"Let me repeat, it’s either her or me," Jian Xi said firmly.

After hesitating for a moment, Si Yuhuan slowly said, "She can’t leave China for now."

Huh? What does that mean? Why do I feel like Si Yuhuan is softening his stance? Her heart stirred slightly. "So, what you mean is?"

"Give me a little more time, and I’ll make her leave, just not right now." For some reason, he no longer found Jian Xi as distasteful as before, but rather felt... something...

COUGH, COUGH, COUGH— Jian Xi was somewhat shocked. This is unbelievable. Si Yuhuan hasn’t lost his mind, has he?

"I... I..." The outcome I wanted in my previous life was achieved just like that? Jian Xi suddenly didn’t know what to say. Her mind was buzzing, and her body felt numb. Is this a feeling of exhilaration? I can’t quite tell.

"Si Yuhuan, let me out! Keeping me locked up like this will only make me hate you more." Her small face, gaunt from days of barely eating or drinking, looked pitiable. Her large, strikingly clear eyes were filled with warning.

"If you continue to keep me locked up, I don’t know how I might harm myself, but you should know I’m not joking. Unless you want me dead."

She would die! Si Yuhuan’s pupils constricted, and he clenched his fists.

"I can give up Yaowang, even though it’s my life’s blood, but I must have my freedom!" Jian Xi said indignantly, turning her face away. "No one wants to be a caged bird."

"Give me the divorce agreement, and I’ll let you go," Si Yuhuan said, holding out his hand.

Jian Xi scooted back. "No way." How could I give him something I worked so painstakingly to get?

The man walked straight over. "Don’t force my hand."

"Despicable! All you do is threaten people!"

She watched, wide-eyed, as Si Yuhuan snatched the divorce agreement, tore it to shreds right in front of her, and then, with a haughty expression, said, "You can leave now. But one thing: no seeing Chu Xiao, and no seeing Zhou Yan..."

"And I suppose I’m not allowed to see any other males, human or otherwise! Ideally, even the flies buzzing past should be female! Si Yuhuan, are you a pervert or what? It really makes me wonder if you’re jealous. You haven’t fallen for me, have you?"

Si Yuhuan fell silent.

Jian Xi was dumbfounded.

He couldn’t really be... Her heart skipped a beat. No, it can’t be. This man is ruthless and devoted to his ’white moonlight.’ How could he possibly have feelings for me?

"I can’t promise not to see Chu Xiao and Zhou Yan, since we have business dealings. But I can guarantee I won’t be unfaithful during our marriage. However," Jian Xi stressed, "you’re also not allowed to be alone with Jiang Qimeng. If you want to see her, you must bring me along."

"You’re pushing your luck," the man said in a low voice.

"Alright then, I can also see them whenever I want, and maybe something else will happen between us..."

"You dare!" Si Yuhuan was so angry his teeth itched, but her brazen defiance, like a dead pig that fears no boiling water, left him helpless. "Fine. I won’t see her alone."

Jiang Qimeng will be able to see him but not have him to herself. She’ll probably die of frustration, right?

"Agreed."

"And one more condition."

Si Yuhuan suppressed his anger. "Speak."

"You have to protect me." I’m pregnant, after all. The road ahead will be difficult, and I might encounter all sorts of overt and covert threats. It’s not too much to ask this ’convenient’ father to protect me and the child in my belly!

"That goes without saying!" Si Yuhuan snapped, not wanting to bother with her.

The first thing Jian Xi did after regaining her freedom was declare, "I want to eat."

For the past few days, she had been smashing plates and bowls, barely eating anything. Chefs had been replaced one after another, and a new one hadn’t even started yet. Si Yuhuan felt a throb in his temples.

"We’ll eat out." He grabbed his car keys and took Jian Xi straight to a restaurant.

As soon as they entered, the manager hurried over, sweating profusely. "Director Si, you..." Correct content is on NovelFire)

He glanced at Jian Xi, then at Si Yuhuan, and groaned inwardly. News about Jian Xi and Jiang Qimeng is plastered everywhere. As a manager in the Haohan Group, currently in the spotlight, I know a bit more than others. This is a real collision of stars! Why on earth did they both choose to dine here today?

"What are you looking at? Find us a good table by the window, and bring her all your signature dishes," Si Yuhuan commanded imperiously.

The manager forced a smile. "I’m sorry, Director Si. I wasn’t aware you’d be coming today. The Second Young Master... he’s already ordered the only portion of our signature dish." The ingredients were air-freighted and strictly limited each day; the manager couldn’t magically produce another serving.

"Who is he with?" Si Yuhuan frowned.

"Yuhan? You’re here for dinner too?" Jiang Qimeng was returning from the restroom. Seeing Si Yuhuan, she walked over to greet him. But when her gaze landed on Jian Xi, her eyes practically shot fire. "Miss Jian... is here too?"

Jian Xi, who most despised Jiang Qimeng’s ’white lotus’ act, casually linked her arm with Si Yuhuan’s. "That’s right. I’m out for dinner with my husband. I didn’t expect you and Si Junyan would be having a candlelight dinner too. How romantic."

"Jian Xi, shut your mouth! Stop spouting nonsense here!" Si Junyan, who had heard the commotion, walked over and warned her viciously.

Si Yuhuan looked down at the fair, slender arm linked through his. Surprisingly, he didn’t feel any aversion, nor did he shake it off.

This subtle detail didn’t escape Jiang Qimeng’s notice, and she was so furious she almost spat blood.

Wasn’t Jian Xi supposed to be locked up, confined? What is the meaning of this?!

The sight of Jian Xi alone was enough to displease Si Junyan. His face turned ashen as he glared at her hand on Si Yuhuan’s arm. "Let go of him!"

Jian Xi lifted her chin. "I won’t. I’m holding onto my husband. What’s it to you? Are you secretly in love with your big brother or something?"

"Are you looking to die?" Si Junyan raised his arm.

Si Yuhuan stepped forward, an eyebrow raised. "What do you think you’re doing?"

Si Junyan’s face was etched with disbelief. "Brother, you’re actually protecting her?"

Jiang Qimeng’s pretty little face could barely maintain its composure. I really want to rush over there and rip that smug look off Jian Xi’s face! What right does she have to any of this? What on earth happened to make Si Yuhuan treat her so well?!

"She is my wife. Shouting about fighting and killing in public like this—is that how the Si Family raised you?" Every word from Si Yuhuan was firm and resonant, making Si Junyan’s head spin.

Big Brother has completely changed.

Jiang Qimeng went over and took Si Junyan’s arm. "She’s your sister-in-law; of course, you should respect her." Turning to Jian Xi, she added, "I apologize. Junyan didn’t mean to target you; he just doesn’t always say what he means."

Just then, the waitstaff began serving the dishes. Jiang Qimeng, ever so considerate, invited them, "If you don’t mind, why don’t you join us?"

"I have no interest in sharing a table with a ’white lotus’," Jian Xi retorted.

Si Junyan’s handsome face contorted with anger. "Don’t go too far! Qimeng has already humbled herself. What more do you want?"

If Jiang Qimeng hadn’t been holding him back, he would have stormed over and slapped Jian Xi a few times. That damned woman, abusing her borrowed power! Does she really think I can’t do anything to her?

"I’m just speaking the truth," Jian Xi said, then looked at Si Yuhuan. "If you want to eat with them, go ahead."

With that, she walked over to another table and instructed the manager, "Apart from the signature dishes, just bring me a few other delicious items. I’m not picky, as long as it’s nutritious and not too greasy."

Then, she sat down at the table by herself. Si Yuhuan remained standing where he was, looking at the indistinct expressions on Si Junyan and Jiang Qimeng’s faces, and hesitated.