She Asks for a Divorce Again
Chapter 319 Tell Him the Truth

Chapter 319: Chapter 319 Tell Him the Truth

Shen Jiangli heard Pei Yansi’s words and froze, unable to believe what he was hearing. He looked at him, incredulously, and asked, "She knew all along?"

"What else did you think? Why else do you think she suddenly despised you so much?" Standing in front of him with a condescending gaze, Pei Yansi held a cigarette between his fingers, the tip glowing brightly, dazzling Shen Jiangli.

Pei Yansi continued, "Her change of attitude towards you didn’t happen overnight; it was because she found out about Shen Fanshuang. You hid it for so long, never expecting the truth to be uncovered so quickly."

Shen Jiangli said nothing.

Or rather, he could no longer find the words to face Pei Yansi.

After all, everyone was well aware of the relationship between Pei Yansi and Shen Heyu. No matter what he told him today, it wouldn’t be long before she would find out.

Shen Jiangli didn’t see any use in defending himself at this moment.

Shen Heyu despised him because of Shen Fanshuang, even beginning to hate him.

And the last time in Jiang City, what he had done had completely pushed her away.

The person who had caused this situation was none other than himself.

After a long standoff, the car was silent and the atmosphere eerie. An unknown amount of time passed before Shen Jiangli suddenly laughed, as if realizing something, he said, "It’s all my fault."

It was my fault.

If he hadn’t made the mistake with Shen Fanshuang, if he hadn’t treated Shen Heyu that way a few days ago in Jiang City, could there have been a chance for reversal between them?

"Did you tell her all this? From what I know of her, she wouldn’t have found out the truth so quickly."

Pei Yansi nodded slightly, "What if I did?"

Shen Jiangli didn’t speak again.

Inside the dark car, he watched as Pei Yansi held the glowing cigarette, silently gazing out the window.

The garage’s dim light blurred his vision, but in that blur, he thought he saw Shen Heyu’s face.

It was just a memory, now no longer close to him.

Shen Jiangli sighed deeply, looked at Pei Yansi’s near-perfect profile, and asked, "What do you plan to do next?"

"Send you to the madhouse," Pei Yansi sneered, looking at him in the rearview mirror, his eyes devoid of warmth, "Maybe it’s the only place where you can keep to yourself and stay away from my woman."

His words were forceful.

Shen Jiangli didn’t respond; he kept watching out the window.

As the CEO of Shen Group, he was in a predicament; he was being tightly controlled by Pei Yansi.

Even if Pei Yansi hadn’t treated him this way, the company’s collaborations had already been so rigged with pitfalls by him.

It wouldn’t last much longer.

Shen Group wouldn’t have a standing in the country, and he would either have to return to his father and endure his parents’ suppression or face today’s outcome.

Even going to the madhouse wouldn’t be so bad.

At least there, everyone was the same, and no one would see him as a monster, nor would he have to see the hateful look on Shen Heyu’s face.

Thinking this, he suddenly let out a relieved laugh, his eyes revealing a sense of letting go.

But at that moment, he thought of Han Manyin’s face.

That woman had always stayed by his side, no matter what he had done to her, she never seemed to have left.

Even if her intentions weren’t pure and getting close to him was profitable, she had really never left him.

As for whether she had truly lost her memory, he no longer cared; he just wanted her by his side.

But now, if he was really sent to the madhouse by Pei Yansi, what would become of Han Manyin?

He asked in a deep voice, "Will you go after Han Manyin?"

Pei Yansi was taken aback for a moment, seemingly surprised that he would suddenly mention Han Manyin, more surprised by the fact that Shen Jiangli, a man experienced in romantic affairs, had never slowed down for anyone.

Bringing up Han Manyin at this point was thought-provoking.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at his inscrutable face, and asked, "What, has President Shen fallen for real this time?"

Shen Jiangli looked down, "Honestly, I don’t know."

"It just suddenly occurred to me, if I were gone, and you and Heyu both hate me so much, would you seek revenge on Han Manyin. I don’t want the only person who doesn’t want to leave me to be involved and get hurt because of me."

Pei Yansi chuckled dryly, his laugh devoid of warmth, and said lightly, "President Shen can rest assured, I have no interest in harming women. Let alone your woman."

Shen Jiangli didn’t say much.

With the current situation, he had no way to turn things around or seek any revenge from Pei Yansi, whose capabilities far exceeded his expectations.

Pei Yansi didn’t want to say more either. He opened the car door, crushed the cigarette butt under his foot, stood beside the car window, and said to Zhao Jing next to him, "Take him where he needs to go."

Zhao Jing nodded, "If Mrs. Pei asks, should I tell her the truth?"

Pei Yansi was silent for a while, as if seriously considering the question.

Should he tell her the truth?

Maybe it could be an opportunity to test her feelings for Shen Jiangli, whether she had truly moved on from their six years of acquaintance.

Pei Yansi said, "If she asks, tell her the truth."

With that, he turned and left without looking back at Shen Jiangli.

Zhao Jing then got into the car, preparing to drive away when he heard Shen Jiangli’s low voice from the back seat, "I want to see Han Manyin one last time."

His voice was even somewhat decadent, and Zhao Jing, looking at him through the rearview mirror, saw him with his head down, his entire demeanor downcast and lifeless.

Zhao Jing said, "President Pei didn’t instruct this, and I don’t dare."

Shen Jiangli scoffed as he looked at him through the rearview mirror, "You should know you’re not my match. Don’t make it ugly, just take me to see Han Manyin for the last time."

"I don’t want to fight with you; I’m already very tired."

He just wanted to rest well before leaving, to be in his best state when seeing Han Manyin.

Even though he still wasn’t clear about his feelings for her.

Zhao Jing thought for a few seconds, but ultimately agreed. Shen Jiangli was right, after all; they were no match for him.

But he couldn’t help but wonder why Shen Jiangli, who certainly had some skills, was completely submissive to Pei Yansi in this matter, not even showing a hint of resistance?

Even knowing that this was his inevitable end, with his status, he should still have resisted somewhat.

This was extraordinarily unusual.