Ji Yunxiao was stunned.
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t process what was happening at all.
How did her Qianqian become Lin Qianwei, the heroine from the book? You couldn’t blame Ji Yunxiao for not making the connection, because the Lin Qianwei described in the novel was a ruthless, decisive, cold-hearted top, completely different from Song Qianqian.
“So this is the divorce agreement you drafted?” Lin Qianwei didn’t sit down.
She just picked up the agreement and glanced over it indifferently.
There was nothing wrong with the content, and Ji Yunxiao had already signed it.
But looking at those flowing, bold, and elegant characters, Lin Qianwei felt a little strange.
She vaguely remembered that Ji Yunxiao’s handwriting used to be ugly, but now the writing on this paper was beautiful, free, and full of character—definitely not something you could achieve overnight.
Though confused, Lin Qianwei still picked up the pen on the table.
Ji Yunxiao snapped out of it and quickly tried to stop her.
“Wait, wait, don’t sign yet…”
Lin Qianwei said coldly, “Aren’t we getting divorced?”
Ji Yunxiao grabbed her wrist, pulled the divorce agreement back, and said with a complicated expression, “Hold on, hold on, let me think this through first.”
Ji Yunxiao tried to recall the plot.
The novel Qiao Xi had brought to her office was called “Sweet Pampering Honey Love,” and it was basically about Lin Qianwei’s three complicated romances.
The first was her failed marriage with the troublemaking villain Ji Yunxiao.
The second was a heart-wrenching love affair with Ji Liuliu, the real Ji family heiress who’d been switched at birth.
It wasn’t until the third relationship that Lin Qianwei met her true soulmate—her official CP—a sweet, innocent, kind, and healing elementary school teacher.
In the book, Lin Qianwei was cold, stubborn, and clueless about love in the beginning.
She always wore black, white, or gray, had no beauty mark by her eye, and only drank iced Americanos.
She liked the feeling of bitterness on the tip of her tongue.
Book Lin Qianwei was also confident, ruthless, and powerful—a decisive, strong woman.
But Song Qianqian was nothing like that.
Her Qianqian clearly had a sweet tooth and needed to be cared for.
“Don’t waste my time.” Lin Qianwei was already frowning in annoyance.
Ji Yunxiao finally took a good look at the woman in front of her.
She looked exactly like Qianqian.
She gave her the exact same feeling.
Could her instincts really be wrong?
Ji Yunxiao thought for a moment, then snapped her fingers for a waiter and ordered an iced Americano.
She didn’t doubt her own judgment, but there were still some details she needed to confirm.
Lin Qianwei’s pretty brows furrowed even deeper, and her tone grew impatient.
“What exactly are you trying to do? I don’t have time to drink coffee with you.”
Ji Yunxiao smiled gently.
“Just wait a moment, okay? I won’t take up much of your time.”
Lin Qianwei fell silent.
When the iced Americano was ready, Ji Yunxiao reached out and handed it to her.
“Take a sip, and I’ll give you the signed divorce agreement.”
Lin Qianwei: “?”
“Don’t worry, I didn’t put anything in it.” Ji Yunxiao poured a third of the coffee into an empty cup, then drank it all in front of Lin Qianwei.
“See? I finished it.” Ji Yunxiao coaxed her, “You have a sip too, okay?”
Lin Qianwei wanted to refuse, but Ji Yunxiao leaned across the table, getting close and lowering her voice until it was husky.
“Please?”
Lin Qianwei got goosebumps behind her ears.
Annoyed, she leaned back, grabbed the iced Americano, and took a gulp.
Immediately, her pretty, delicate face scrunched up involuntarily.
Ji Yunxiao watched her closely, not looking away for even a second.
Lin Qianwei set the cup down, her voice even colder.
“Happy now?”
Ji Yunxiao chuckled softly.
Now she was sure—this Lin Qianwei didn’t like bitter coffee.
“Give me ten more minutes, okay?” Seeing Lin Qianwei hesitate, Ji Yunxiao walked over to her, pressed her long fingers to Lin Qianwei’s palm, gave it a gentle squeeze, and deliberately teased, “Come on, big sis, say yes.”
Lin Qianwei looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.
Her eyes widened, she hurriedly shook off Ji Yunxiao’s hand, took a deep breath, and warned coldly, “Don’t touch me.”
“Okay,” Ji Yunxiao raised both hands in surrender, looking all innocent.
“I really won’t take up much of your time.”
Lin Qianwei glared at her in silence.
“Wait for me.”
After saying that, Ji Yunxiao went to talk to the staff.
With just a few words, she had the waitresses giggling, and soon they let her behind the counter.
Lin Qianwei turned to look and saw Ji Yunxiao already wearing an apron the staff had taken off.
After washing her hands, she started making coffee with practiced ease.
One of the waitresses joked, “You’re adding chocolate, milk, and whipped cream? Won’t that taste weird?”
Ji Yunxiao didn’t stop moving.
“The right amount is important, and this still isn’t enough.”
She added a bit of vanilla and lots of sugar, then finished with a perfect swan latte art.
The waitresses exclaimed, “Wow, look at that latte art! You really know your stuff.”
Ji Yunxiao replied casually, “Of course.
Would I lie to you?”
Lin Qianwei just watched Ji Yunxiao chatting with the others, then looked away, scoffing to herself: Flirting everywhere.
Ji Yunxiao finished the coffee and brought it to Lin Qianwei’s table.
She made an inviting gesture and smiled.
“Try it.”
Lin Qianwei didn’t move.
Ji Yunxiao sat down and coaxed gently, “Try it, it’s really good.”
Lin Qianwei lowered her lashes and glanced at the white swan floating on top.
The swan’s wings were beautifully crafted, as if it was about to take flight, and the whole scene had an artistic feel to it.
Did Ji Yunxiao really make this?
“After you finish this cup of coffee, we’ll get divorced,” Ji Yunxiao kept persuading her.
“Okay?”
Lin Qianwei’s face was expressionless.
She glanced at her coldly and warned, “Don’t try to play tricks with me.”
Why is my wife so cute? Ji Yunxiao barely managed not to laugh.
In the end, Lin Qianwei still picked up the cup of coffee.
She held the cup in one hand, blew on the swan latte art, and took a small sip.
Just that one sip, and Lin Qianwei’s eyes instantly lit up.
Like stars scattered at the bottom of a lake, like the Milky Way pouring down to earth, Lin Qianwei’s eyes shone with a stunning light.
She looked at Ji Yunxiao in disbelief several times before lowering her head to taste more.
Ji Yunxiao watched her quietly, her gaze growing darker.
The Lin Qianwei in front of her—this look was all too familiar to Ji Yunxiao.
Ji Yunxiao thought, this woman is clearly cute and soft, how could she possibly be the cold, ruthless top described in the book? She’s not some main character—she’s just my Qianqian.
And Lin Qianwei kept drinking the coffee.
Sip after sip after sip… It didn’t take long for the cup to be empty.
After her taste buds were satisfied in a way she couldn’t describe, Lin Qianwei’s voice softened a bit.
“Not bad.”
She finished the last drop, discreetly licked the rim, then crossed her arms and asked seriously, “What’s the recipe?”
Ji Yunxiao’s eyes curved as she replied softly, “I won’t tell you, because it’s useless even if I do.”
Lin Qianwei got a little angry again.
“Why?”
“Because it has to be made by me, that’s the only way,” Ji Yunxiao gazed at her tenderly, tempting her, “Baby, let me move in with you.
I can make you a cup like this every day.”
Lin Qianwei: “…”
Lin Qianwei snapped out of it, wishing she could turn the cup upside down on Ji Yunxiao’s head.
She held back her anger and tried to suppress the heat rising inside, warning again, “Don’t test my limits.
Hurry up and get the divorce papers.”
Ji Yunxiao really did take them out.
But just as Lin Qianwei reached for them, Ji Yunxiao lifted her arm and dodged.
Lin Qianwei was furious.
“You—”
“I changed my mind.” Ji Yunxiao said, then tore up the divorce papers and threw the pieces into the trash right in front of Lin Qianwei.
Lin Qianwei’s eyes went wide.
“What are you doing?”
Ji Yunxiao confessed directly, “I love you.”
She said seriously, “You’re called Lin Qianwei now, right? Then, Lin Qianwei, I love you.
I’m not divorcing you.
I love you, and I want to be with you forever.”
Qianqian is Qianqian.
Even with a different name, she’s still her Qianqian.
Ji Yunxiao was absolutely sure of this.
And Lin Qianwei was about to faint from anger.
She stood there, her expression shifting, and finally managed to squeeze out, “Keep dreaming.”
She turned to leave as soon as she finished.
“Wait.” Ji Yunxiao stopped her.
Lin Qianwei snapped, “Move.”
“I have a gift for you.” As Ji Yunxiao spoke, the delivery guy walked in.
“Your pizza.” The delivery guy set the box on the table.
Lin Qianwei sneered, “I don’t eat late-night snacks.”
Who gives pizza as a gift?
Ji Yunxiao chuckled softly and said gently, “I know you don’t eat late-night snacks.”
She said, “The pizza is for them.”
With that, she handed the pizzas to a few of the waitstaff.
Lin Qianwei: “???”
So she was just overthinking it?
Lin Qianwei had never been so humiliated.
Her face flushed red, and she was about to storm off in anger, but Ji Yunxiao grabbed her wrist again.
Ji Yunxiao explained, “That’s their tip, since they let me make coffee for you here.”
Ji Yunxiao gently shook her wrist.
“Your gift is still on the way.”
Just then, a flower delivery person came in.
Ji Yunxiao took the bouquet of dewy roses, knelt on one knee, held Lin Qianwei’s hand, and said, “Wife, I love you.
Let’s be together forever, okay?”
How could Lin Qianwei possibly agree? She was still angry, snatched the roses, and threw them at Ji Yunxiao.
She wanted to say something harsh, but when she saw the apron Ji Yunxiao was wearing, it was like a stab to the eye.
She sneered, “Do you like wearing other people’s aprons that much? You’re wearing someone else’s apron and confessing to me—don’t you have any shame?”
Ji Yunxiao laughed again.
That jealous tone—this was definitely her Qianqian.
“Sorry, my bad, I should’ve avoided suspicion.” Ji Yunxiao apologized immediately.
As she spoke, Ji Yunxiao took off the apron and set it aside.
She picked up the roses again, went back to Lin Qianwei, and, seeing the onlookers nearby, felt so embarrassed she tried to stop Ji Yunxiao.
“Don’t kneel.”
Ji Yunxiao took the chance to hug her and said, “I won’t kneel this time, because I want to hold you.”
“Wife, Qianwei? Can I call you that?” Ji Yunxiao set the roses aside, hugged the stunning beauty tightly, and murmured, “I love you, Qianwei, I love you so much.”
As long as it’s her, that’s enough.
No matter if her name was Song Qianqian or Lin Qianwei, Ji Yunxiao loved her.
“Let go… let go of me…” Lin Qianwei stomped on Ji Yunxiao’s foot to make her let go.
After pushing her away, she said angrily, “There’s no way I’ll be with you.
I’ve never liked you.”
Ji Yunxiao just smiled even wider.
The Ji Yunxiao from before wasn’t her anyway.
Wasn’t it normal for her wife not to like her? So Ji Yunxiao said, “I know.”
Ji Yunxiao said it didn’t matter.
She put away her smile and said seriously, “Maybe you don’t realize, but all these years, I’ve never failed at anything I set my mind to.”
She spoke each word slowly, her voice low, like a lover’s whisper: “For example, if I like you, then I’ll definitely have you.”
This Ji Yunxiao in front of her felt so unfamiliar, and there was a feeling Lin Qianwei couldn’t quite describe.
Looking at that face that tugged at her heartstrings, she felt even more flustered, so she turned and hurried away in a panic.
This time, Ji Yunxiao didn’t chase after her.
Liking someone takes time.
The right way is to take it step by step.
Honestly, what she did today was already way over the line.
But Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help herself.
There were too many unspeakable thoughts in her mind—she wanted to bully Qianqian, wanted to do even more outrageous things to her, wanted her to belong to her completely, body and soul.
She was supposed to be mine in the first place.
Ji Yunxiao’s long, pale fingers pressed over the rose petals on the table, and the red juice that squeezed out stained her skin, looking shockingly vivid.
Ji Yunxiao closed her eyes.
She had to control herself.
Even though she really wanted to drag Lin Qianwei back, hold her tight and kiss her deeply, she couldn’t do that.
She’d scare Qianqian.
Next time they met, she’d definitely be gentle, polite, keep her distance, and… seriously, earnestly pursue her.
After all, Lin Qianwei now had no memory of the past at all.
Making her fall in love again probably wouldn’t be easy.
“Xiaoxiao, want to come have some pizza?” a few of the servers called out to her.
Ji Yunxiao waved her hand.
“No, I have to go.
Thanks for today, guys.”
“It’s nothing,” one of the servers gave her a thumbs up.
“You were pretty bold today.”
Another server laughed, “Bold? Xiaoxiao, you were downright fierce today.”
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help but laugh.
“Honestly, I’m usually a total simp in front of my wife, practically wagging my tail for her.
Today was a rare moment of courage.”
The server pouted, “With your looks and vibe, you still have to simp for someone?”
Ji Yunxiao winked.
“Can’t help it.
Simping for her makes me super happy.”
Everyone laughed again.
“But your wife really is gorgeous.
When she walked in, I thought some fairy had descended to earth, like a movie star… Of course, you’re just as stunning.”
“Thanks for the compliment,” Ji Yunxiao said goodbye to them.
“I’m really leaving now.
See you around if fate allows.”
Not long after she left, Lin Qianwei got into Qiao Xi’s luxury car.
Qiao Xi was sitting in the front passenger seat, and the driver’s seat was empty, so Lin Qianwei opened the door and got in.
“The driver just went to the restroom, he’ll be back soon,” Qiao Xi asked, “Weiwei, do you want to drive?”
Lin Qianwei sat there with a stony face, not saying a word.
Qiao Xi tilted her head to look at her.
“Weiwei?”
“Ahhhhhhh!” Lin Qianwei suddenly slammed the steering wheel in frustration.
Qiao Xi: “!!!”
Qiao Xi was stunned.
She’d known Lin Qianwei since they were kids, and had never seen her lose her cool like this.
Even during the toughest times for the Lin family, Lin Qianwei had never broken down like this.
Qiao Xi panicked and asked, “What’s wrong, Weiwei? Don’t scare me.”
Lin Qianwei’s eyes were red, and her expression was off.
“Ji Yunxiao really has changed.”
Qiao Xi didn’t get it.
“Ji Yunxiao? Changed? You mean she’s gotten better?”
Lin Qianwei gritted her teeth.
“She’s gotten even crazier!”
Qiao Xi: “Huh?”
Qiao Xi wanted to ask more, but Lin Qianwei refused to say anything else.
Soon the driver came back, and Qiao Xi suggested, “I don’t think you’re in the right mood to drive.
Why don’t we sit in the back?”
Lin Qianwei got out of the car, and Qiao Xi quickly followed her into the back seat.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Qiao Xi looked at Lin Qianwei sulking by herself, feeling pretty worried.
Lin Qianwei sat quietly for a while to calm down, then said, “She keeps going back on her word.
Says she wants a divorce, but then won’t go through with it.”
Qiao Xi cursed for her, “Ji Yunxiao is such trash!”
Lin Qianwei’s lips moved, like she wanted to say something but held back.
But after Qiao Xi kept cursing Ji Yunxiao, Lin Qianwei finally couldn’t help but say, “I—Ji Yunxiao really is different now.
It’s like she’s a whole new person.
She’s still super annoying, but… I can’t really call her trash…”
Qiao Xi: “?”
Qiao Xi was confused.
Lin Qianwei curled her fingers, straightened her back, and put on a cold face.
“At least now… her handwriting is really pretty.”
Qiao Xi: “Huh???”
Lin Qianwei said awkwardly, “Her swan latte art is pretty good too.”
The main thing was, that cup of coffee tasted amazing.
How could it suit her taste so well? She suddenly wanted another cup.
Qiao Xi was still in shock.
“You’re saying Ji Yunxiao’s handwriting is nice? Weiwei, are you okay? I’ve seen Ji Yunxiao’s writing by accident, and it was seriously ugly.
Even a kid’s handwriting looks better than hers.
I could write better with my feet!”
Lin Qianwei didn’t know what to say.
She calmed down, thought for a moment, then looked at Qiao Xi and asked, “You’re still in touch with Ji Liuliu, right?”
Qiao Xi said, “Yeah.”
Lin Qianwei was already able to stay calm.
She said, “Help me ask, does Ji Yunxiao know how to drive?”
Qiao Xi quickly got the answer.
She told Lin Qianwei, “Ji Yunxiao passed the driving test, but after she got her license, she crashed into a tree while practicing by herself.
It wasn’t serious, but I heard she was traumatized and hasn’t driven since.”
Lin Qianwei frowned again.
“Is that so?” Something felt off.
Lin Qianwei looked up and told the driver in front, “Turn around.”
Qiao Xi asked her, “Where are you going?”
Lin Qianwei said, “Back to where we just were.”
Lin Qianwei pushed open the coffee shop door again.
As the wind chime jingled, the beautiful woman walking in once more stunned everyone.
A server came over and asked, “Would you like some coffee?”
Lin Qianwei showed no expression and answered coldly, “I left something here.”
The server asked, “What is it?”
Lin Qianwei walked over to the trash can.
She wasn’t thrilled about it, but still braced herself and said, “Can I have two disposable gloves?”
Lin Qianwei wrinkled her nose as she picked up the torn divorce agreement, finding the spot where Ji Yunxiao had signed.
Luckily, it wasn’t dirty.
Lin Qianwei let out a soft breath.
She needed to take this handwriting for analysis now.
The server next to her stared in shock as this goddess-like beauty humbled herself to dig through the trash.
Someone else, after getting over their shock, asked, “Do you need any help?” Who could bear to let such a beautiful woman do this kind of thing?
Lin Qianwei politely refused, “Thank you, but I found it.”
She packed away the little piece of paper with the signature, looking a bit disgusted, then took off her gloves and got ready to leave.
But just before she left, she saw another server holding and arranging the roses.
The roses were still dewy, vibrant and dripping, their red color almost blinding.
Lin Qianwei stared at them for a long moment, suddenly feeling especially wronged.
She pulled back her foot that was about to step out, turned around, and said coldly and awkwardly, “Excuse me, can I have my flowers back?”
