The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 479: Proposing Divorce After Two Years of Separation

Chapter 479: Chapter 479: Proposing Divorce After Two Years of Separation

"Mom." Cheng Yang pursed his lips as he looked at Cheng Zhiwei; he knew that as long as his mother nodded, his father would agree too, so he kept pleading with Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei simply felt too heartbroken to voice it out.

Cheng Yang hung his head in dejection, sulking to one side.

At lunch, he was also gloomy and out of sorts.

His gaze occasionally drifted toward those cars.

Cheng Zhiwei suddenly felt she might be being a little too harsh; it wasn’t right to confine a child at home, especially a boy — it’s through rough and tumble that they grow up stronger.

With this thought, her heart cleared up quite a bit, and she patted Cheng Yang on the head, agreeing to his wish.

Cheng Yang immediately brightened up, eating an extra bowl of rice.

Cheng Zhiwei felt reluctant, but having made her decision, she no longer let that sentiment show.

Besides, Zhou Ruoki was here, and with Cheng Yang staying, the two children would have each other’s company.

They came with four people, but only three would return.

Zhou Lin wrapped his arm around Cheng Zhiwei’s shoulder, consoling her gently; Cheng Xing snuggled into her embrace, so well-behaved.

Cheng Zhiwei soon adjusted her mood.

After all, she could come here anytime she wanted to see them.

Cheng Zhiwei was already outstanding, and with Zhou Lin’s support, her career took off. When her first album was released, the response was enthusiastic.

Wen Yongning and Ah Mi came to Yucheng to celebrate with her, and Cheng Zhiwei happily accepted.

Zhou Lin was right; she couldn’t regard Wen Yongning as her biological father but could treat him as a distant relative.

It was a good distance, neither too close nor too far.

At the party, Cheng Zhiwei stood beside Wen Ya, who had a faint weariness in her eyes, listless even as she sipped her drink.

"What’s the matter?" Cheng Zhiwei asked with concern, "Feeling a lot of pressure lately?"

Wasn’t it said that the new drama was nearly finished shooting? Why did she still seem so exhausted?

The slightly sweet taste of the champagne blossomed on the tip of the tongue, followed by a faint bitterness.

Wen Ya also felt like sharing, so she didn’t hide it from Cheng Zhiwei, "I am getting a divorce."

She and Bo Ye had been separated for a full two years now and could apply for divorce at the court.

Bo Ye brought up this matter last night; he had not agreed to the divorce initially, but now, after two years of separation, he had proactively raised it.

"You and Bo Ye..." Cheng Zhiwei chose her words carefully, but couldn’t suppress her curiosity, "He’s not from the Wen Family, so how did he end up managing the Wen Family’s company?"

Wen Ya briefly explained.

Wen Yongan had only two daughters, Wen Ya and Wen Yi. Wen Ya liked to direct, and Wen Yi was too innocent and naive to handle the company. With no one else to turn to, Wen Yongan saw that Wen Ya liked Bo Ye, and knowing Bo Ye was capable, he made a deal with him.

As long as Bo Ye married Wen Ya and took over the Wen Family’s company, Wen Yongan would invest in the Bo Family’s company, helping them pull through a crisis.

Bo Ye agreed.

He managed both companies so well that everyone in Wen Family’s company thought he was the de facto person in charge and would inevitably take over the entire business.

But in truth, Bo Ye was just an employee in the Wen Family’s company.

The company ultimately belonged to the sisters, Wen Ya and Wen Yi.

When Bo Ye and Wen Ya married, people ridiculed Bo Ye for marrying into the family. So, for these years, Wen Ya did not meddle in the company affairs to give Bo Ye face.

However, a marriage born from a transaction could not last forever.

After all, Bo Ye already had someone in his heart.

Married for two years, Wen Ya grew to like, even love Bo Ye, although his treatment towards her was cold. Wen Ya was understanding back then.

She thought he was too busy managing the two companies to engage in romance.

That was until she discovered he had someone else in his heart.

Even during her miscarriage, he had stayed by that woman’s side.

Pride prevented her from making a scene, so she confronted him, laid everything on the table, and then brought up divorce.

But Bo Ye did not agree.

He refused.

Wen Ya moved out, and that was that until now.

For two years, they lived separate lives, no contact, no meetings.

Two years of separation.

"What about Wen Jun?" Cheng Zhiwei brought up the child.

"Wen Jun is Bo Ye’s and his lover’s child. After they broke up, Bo Ye took care of him, and once we got married, I have been the one looking after him."

Wen Jun was very obedient and more sensible than peers his age; Wen Ya was initially somewhat disgusted, but over time, she grew quite fond of the child. Later, due to schooling issues, she changed Wen Jun’s surname and registered him in the Wen Family’s household.

Tears flickered in Wen Ya’s eyes as she sighed, "Back then, that woman saw the Bo Family going bankrupt and abandoned the child and ran off, only to come back when she learned that he saved the company with the help of Wen Family."

These things, Bo Ye had always kept from her.

It was only later that she accidentally saw Bo Ye and that woman together at a hospital and learned the truth.

Cheng Zhiwei clenched her glass, her insight clear, "So you’re saying, not long after you married, that woman came back, and Bo Ye kept it a secret from you, supporting her on the side?"

Wen Ya’s smile was bitter, "Congratulations, you guessed right."

"It’s said she fell ill and had been undergoing treatment for years."

Perhaps now that her illness was almost cured, Bo Ye suddenly readily agreed to divorce.

Once she recovered, their family of three could reunite.

Cheng Zhiwei swirled her glass, feeling sorry for Wen Ya.

Bo Ye used the Wen Family’s money to save his own company and his lover’s life.

Now, he wanted a divorce from Wen Ya.

This was sheer ingratitude.

Cheng Zhiwei asked softly if Wen Ya really wanted the divorce.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t look so haggard.

Wen Ya shook her head; if she didn’t want the divorce, she wouldn’t have separated from Bo Ye two years ago. She just felt hurt.

When the other woman was ill, Bo Ye dragged his feet on the divorce; now that she was better, Bo Ye didn’t hesitate to agree to the divorce.

He treated her as a spare wheel, a fool.

"Him agreeing to the divorce is for the best," Wen Ya said while drinking champagne. No matter how stifled she felt inside, she was inclined to go through with the divorce.

Because she didn’t want Bo Ye’s thorn in her heart to press down for too long.

Sooner or later, it must be removed.

"Alright, if there’s anything you need help with, just say the word."

That was Cheng Zhiwei’s promise.

Wen Ya raised her glass, unpretentious, "Why do you think I shared this with you? Of course, it’s because I need your help."

"I’d like to ask you to accompany me to the Civil Affairs Bureau. I’m afraid I won’t be able to handle it on my own."

Cheng Zhiwei agreed.

After chatting for a while more, Zhou Lin and Bo Ye came over.

The party was nearly over, and it was time for everyone to head home.

Bo Ye placed his coat on Wen Ya’s shoulders, his tone neutral, not exactly indifferent, but lacking much concern, "It’s time to go home."

Wen Ya’s fingers curled for a moment before she removed the coat and handed it back to Bo Ye, "Thanks, but I’m not cold."

They were getting divorced; Wen Ya no longer wanted to play the role of a loving couple.

She didn’t even wish to pretend.

She bid farewell to Cheng Zhiwei and walked out.