Jian Xi sipped her coffee, set the cup on the coffee table, and rose to approach Jiang Qimeng.
Xiaozhang, terrified she might make a sudden move, hastily shielded Jiang Qimeng.
"Relax, I don't get physical with people like you," Jian Xi said, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "Instead of provoking me into losing my temper and causing a scene with Si Yuhuan, I suggest you try a tactical retreat to win his heart. Why not proactively move out of Fuyuan Official Residence and find a low-key apartment somewhere? It's better than letting people continue to dox you and solidify your reputation as a mistress."
"If Si Yuhuan loses face because of this, do you think Grandpa will despise you even more?"
Jiang Qimeng straightened her posture, forcing a calm facade. "Grandpa has always disliked me, but Yuhan wouldn't go so far as to..."
"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. I've brought up divorce several times, but Si Yuhuan refuses."
