Ye Wanwan’s body trembled uncontrollably. She slid down weakly against the door until she finally sat on the ground.
She truly found it difficult to accept that she had actually been reborn—she had actually been reborn!
She was back to before the tragedy had occurred, to shortly after her marriage to Shen Yi, to a time when she still had the chance to turn back.
"Heh heh," Ye Wanwan chuckled amidst her sobs as she ran her hands through her long hair, cradling her head. She looked like a madwoman.
Ye Wanwan had left the house in good spirits but was returned in a very weakened state, which naturally led the butler to thoroughly inquire about the situation.
Xun Lehan was very vague in her explanation, only apologizing to the butler repeatedly, saying that she would come back later to apologize properly.
After Xun Lehan left, the butler hurriedly called Shen Yi—Sir had said that if anything happened to Madame, the butler could call him.
The butler repeated to Shen Yi what Miss Xun had said over the phone.
"How is she now?" Shen Yi spoke in an even tone, giving the impression of being calm and stable, as if he wasn’t particularly concerned.
"Madame said she was a bit tired and has gone back to her room to rest," the butler replied truthfully.
"Mmm." Shen Yi responded with a low hum and then continued, "She can’t swim; she must have been frightened. Have someone keep a close eye on her."
At six o’clock in the afternoon, when it was time to get off work, the streets were busy with a constant stream of vehicles and pedestrians. The city center, already congested, was jammed to the point of being impenetrable due to the rush hour.
Inside the Jinghong Building, situated in a bustling area, some people were still busily working, preparing to work overtime, while others had already packed up and were ready to leave work.
After hanging up the phone with the butler, Shen Yi continued with his work, but just a few minutes into it, Shen Yi stopped.
He furrowed his brow slightly, staring at the computer screen, his mind filled with images of Ye Wanwan falling into the water.
He hadn’t witnessed it, but that scene appeared so vividly in his mind, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
After sitting motionless for a dozen seconds, Shen Yi decisively encrypted and saved all the files on his computer and then shut it down. He gathered the documents on his desk, organized them in the drawer, and locked it.
Then he stood up, quickly donned the suit jacket he had left on the back of his chair, grabbed his car keys, and left his office without hesitation.
Outside the office was the open work area of the planning department. Once Shen Yi entered the elevator, people couldn’t resist gossiping.
"Why is President Shen leaving so early today? Didn’t he say before that since he’d be stuck in traffic at this time anyway, he might as well stay at the company and work overtime, then go home when the traffic dies down?"
A female colleague next to them laughed and said, "How can you compare the two? Don’t forget, our Young President Shen is now a married man. He has a dainty wife waiting at home!"
Jinghong’s crown prince had recently gotten married, which was publicly reported. Although none of them had seen the bride, they all knew she was from the Ye Family.
"Exactly, to get married and still go home that late every day, isn’t he afraid his wife will make him kneel on a washboard!"
The room erupted into laughter at this comment, and someone chimed in, "With someone like our President Shen, Madame Shen probably wouldn’t have the heart to do it."
"I sure wouldn’t," another added.
After a round of laughter and teasing, those who had to work overtime continued with their tasks, while those who were off for the day left for home.