It wasn't until noon the next day that Zhan Mohan came to Wei Yumeng's room to call her.
Because Wei Yumeng had been sulking after seeing everything the night before, she had wandered outside for most of the night.
Therefore, Zhan Mohan still wanted her to rest more before properly explaining yesterday's events.
He believed it was understandable that Wei Yumeng couldn't react in time then, and she should be calmer after a night's sleep.
"Yumeng? Yumeng!" Zhan Mohan called out Wei Yumeng's name while knocking on the door, "It's noon, Yumeng, time for lunch."
However, there was no response from the room.
So, Zhan Mohan had no choice but to knock patiently for a while longer, but there was still no response.
He thought about it, then got the room card, opened the door himself, but there was no one inside. Only a divorce agreement was left on the table, and Wei Yumeng had already signed her name on it.
The implication was clear: Wei Yumeng had decided to divorce Zhan Mohan.
Zhan Mohan looked at the agreement, still unable to believe it, but everything before his eyes was real.
He hurriedly took out his phone to call Wei Yumeng, but only heard the busy signal.
"Yumeng, are you giving up on our relationship so easily?" Zhan Mohan clenched his fist.
He would not agree to the divorce, how could he possibly agree?
Was it because of Wen Xuehan that their relationship had become like this?
He refused to believe it. Whether it was the project or Wei Yumeng, he would not let go of either.
On the other side, Wei Yumeng had nowhere else to go, so she went to the company. She buried herself in her work, hoping to temporarily forget about the matter.
If she could, she certainly didn't want to divorce Zhan Mohan, but she had thought about it all night and only felt pain. It was only by separating that it would be good for both of them.
However, the more she thought this way, the more beautiful memories with Zhan Mohan appeared in her mind.
Why was it that even at this point, she still remembered Zhan Mohan's goodness more?
When other people at the company saw Wei Yumeng working so desperately, they also felt something was wrong, but they didn't know how to handle it, so they reported the matter to Mrs. Chaikov.
"Mrs. Zhan, please come with me." Mrs. Chaikov personally went to ask Wei Yumeng to go to the lounge with her.
Wei Yumeng didn't know what Mrs. Chaikov wanted to do, but she followed along.
"I heard from other employees that your work status today is very unusual. Did something happen? Why don't you tell me, maybe I can help."
Because of what happened before, Mrs. Chaikov treated Wei Yumeng like her own sister.
Wei Yumeng felt a little embarrassed that her emotions had attracted Mrs. Chaikov.
She was just about to say that nothing was wrong, when Mrs. Chaikov said, "Don't tell me nothing happened. You don't look like nothing happened. Or I think you might have quarreled with President Zhan."
Wei Yumeng had no choice but to tell Mrs. Chaikov what had happened.
She didn't think Mrs. Chaikov could judge anything in this matter, but it was good for Wei Yumeng to be able to speak her mind.
"That's how it is. When I left this morning, I even left him a divorce agreement."
After listening to Wei Yumeng's narration, Mrs. Chaikov could only sigh.
Back then, it was because she didn't trust her husband and almost caused a big problem over a necklace, it was Wei Yumeng and Zhan Mohan who made her understand the trust between husband and wife.
However, when the matter happened to Wei Yumeng, she still couldn't let go.
"Mrs. Zhan, you need to consider this carefully. Do you really want to divorce Mr. Zhan?"
Of course, she didn't want to, but what else could she do?
"I have no choice," Wei Yumeng said, lowering her head, disappointment and sadness evident on her face. "I once thought I could spend my life happily with him, but reality is often cruel."
Mrs. Chaikov thought for a moment, then said, "Have you considered other possibilities? For example, their relationship is not what you think?"
Hearing this, Wei Yumeng immediately remembered what she had seen yesterday.
However, the image only flashed for a moment, and it made her heart ache as if she were dying.
"I can't help it. I can't pretend that those things never happened. I also can't convince myself that what I saw with my own eyes is fake."
Wei Yumeng said, even hugging her head, "I don't want to be like this, but..."
Mrs. Chaikov sighed, took Rong Qian's hand, and said, "I understand. This matter has indeed hurt you a lot. As an outsider, I have no right to comment on this matter, but if you need help, you can find me anytime."
At this moment, Wei Yumeng's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, and it was Wen Xuehan.
Wei Yumeng felt even angrier. After what had happened, Wen Xuehan was still calling her. Was she trying to assert her ownership? Or was she trying to persuade her to leave Zhan Mohan?
She didn't answer the call, but directly pressed the hang-up button.
But Wen Xuehan didn't give up and called again.
However, Wei Yumeng was determined not to deal with someone like her, so Wen Xuehan had no choice but to text Wei Yumeng.
"Ms. Wei, I have something I want to explain to you regarding President Zhan's matter. Can we find an opportunity to chat?"
Mrs. Chaikov happened to see the content of the text message and suggested, "Mrs. Zhan, I think you should go. Although I don't know what the other party wants to say, it might not be a bad thing. If she just wants to explain that matter, and that she has no relationship with Mr. Zhan, don't you want to know?"
Wei Yumeng bit her lower lip. She didn't believe Wen Xuehan would explain anything from the bottom of her heart. Wen Xuehan probably wished that she and Zhan Mohan would have a falling out like this long ago.
But thinking about Zhan Mohan's explanation before, there was a possibility.
Perhaps Zhan Mohan had asked Wen Xuehan to come forward and explain everything?
Moreover, she could feel that her heart still hoped for a turning point in this matter.
People are more willing to believe what they hope for, and Wei Yumeng was the same now.
But similarly, if what the other party told her was only about their cruel relationship, she also had to be mentally prepared.
In fact, she had already left the divorce agreement for Zhan Mohan. What else could be worse?
"Alright," Wei Yumeng took a deep breath. "Then I'll talk to her this time."