Chapter 1 I wish you a happy divorce

"Happy third anniversary, come home early, I have prepared a surprise, you will definitely like it."

After sending this text message, Ruan Xingwan put down her phone, went back into the kitchen, turned down the fire on the stove, and went to cut vegetables, busying herself happily.

It seemed that this news that fell into the sea did not affect her mood.

The servant said on the side: "Madam, let me help you."

"No need, you do your thing, I want to cook a meal for him tonight."

The servant said enviously: "Madam and husband are really loving."

Ruan Xingwan smiled and did not answer.

Are she and Zhou Cishen loving?

Rather than saying loving, it is better to say that it is just a show.

At seven oclock in the evening, Zhou Ci Shen arrived home, and the servant left tactfully.

Ruan Xingwan had just set up the dishes and chopsticks when the mans warm breath covered her from behind. Her chin was turned back, and her lips were roughly blocked by the man. She was stunned for a moment and reached out to push him away.

Zhou Ci Shen put his arm around her waist, pinched her chin with his long fingers, narrowed his black eyes, and said without any warmth: "You specially called me back, isnt it for this?"

Ruan Xingwan explained softly: "No, today is our third wedding anniversary, and I really have a gift for you."

Zhou Ci Shen let her go, straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt, and said lightly: "There is no need for a gift. After all, your surprises always make me only surprised, not happy."

Ruan Xingwan twitched the corners of her lips, did not refute, and turned into the kitchen.

Soon, the last dish was served.

Ruan Xingwan sat opposite Zhou Ci Shen, poured red wine into his glass, and poured another for herself.

She picked up the wine glass: "Cheers to celebrate our third wedding anniversary."

Under the light, the mans features were handsome and stern, his jawline was cold and deep, his nose was straight, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, implying that he was not satisfied with this wedding anniversary dinner for only two people.

Ruan Xingwan smiled, not expecting him to respond to her, and picked up the red wine glass and drank it up.

After drinking it, she continued to pour a second glass.

One glass after another.

Finally, Ruan Xingwan was a little drunk. She lay on the table and looked at the man opposite her whose expression remained calm. She dragged out her tone: "Zhou Ci Shen, even today, cant you smile at me?"

"What do you want me to do? Go crazy with you or spend this extremely boring anniversary with you?"

"How can it be boring? How many wedding anniversaries can there be in a lifetime? Maybe after this one, there will be no next one."

Zhou Ci Shen laughed as if he heard a joke: "Will you let it go?"

Ruan Xingwan shook the remaining liquid in the cup, and her eyes were a little moist under the soft light: "It should be possible... No way."

Zhou Ci Shen didnt want to waste time with him here, so he got up and went upstairs.

He untied his tie in boredom and took off his suit jacket. Just as he was about to unbutton his shirt, a pair of soft little hands wrapped around him from behind, and the overwhelming smell of alcohol followed.

Ruan Xingwan said, "Dont worry, I havent given you my gift yet..."

Zhou Cishen turned around, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at her without saying a word.

Ruan Xingwans cheeks flushed, and her sparkling eyes looked at him innocently, making people unable to look away.

Zhou Cishens Adams apple rolled. Even if he didnt want to admit it, the person in front of him was undoubtedly beautiful and had enough capital to make a mans heart beat.

Otherwise, he wouldnt have been tricked by her at the beginning.

Further down, there were lips stained with red wine, bright red and juicy.

When the little hands got into his shirt, he almost lifted her chin without thinking, pressed his lips on them, and pried her open fiercely.

Ruan Xingwan felt pain and groaned.

When they got to the bed, her eyes were already blurred, and she just hooked his neck.

The man supported her with both hands, and curled his eyes, like a silent mockery: "Didnt you say you didnt want it?"

"You know, women say they dont want it, but they actually do."

Zhou Ci Shen sneered and lowered his head to kiss her again.

Ruan Xingwan was particularly proactive tonight, biting his lips with her teeth, and the rusty smell of blood filled the lips and teeth of the two.

This kiss was like a game, whoever wins can dominate the other.

Just as he was about to reach out for something in the bedside table, Ruan Xingwan said without warning: "Zhou Ci Shen, lets get a divorce."

The man hanging on her paused: "What did you say?"

Even though Ruan Xingwan knew he heard it clearly, she still repeated clearly: "Lets get a divorce."

Zhou Ci Shen lost all interest in an instant, stood up slowly, and said in a cold voice: "How much money do you want again?"

She is always like this, using all means to get money, and her tricks are endless.

"Not a penny."

Ruan Xingwan took out a divorce agreement from under the pillow: "Take a look, if there is no problem, you can sign it."

Zhou Cishens face was gloomy: "Ruan Xingwan, youd better stop, I dont have time to play such boring tricks with you."

"Didnt I say I would give you a surprise tonight? Look, isnt it a big happy event for everyone to celebrate?"

Zhou Cishen looked at her expressionlessly, and inexplicably felt that the smile on her face was a little dazzling.

Ruan Xingwan smiled: "Zhou Cishen, I wish you a happy divorce."

Zhou Cishen pursed his thin lips, and after a few seconds: "Are you serious?"

Ruan Xingwan nodded: "How about it, there is only joy, no surprise."

"Okay, dont regret it."

Zhou Cishen left only this sentence and left without mercy.

The door was closed with a bang.

Ruan Xingwan looked down at the divorce agreement in her hand that Zhou Cishen had never even looked at. After a long time, she pulled her lips and finally smiled.

Ruan Xingwan, I wish you a happy divorce too.

That night, Ruan Xingwan packed all her things.

And all her things were only packed in a suitcase.

She didnt take any of the jewelry, bags, shoes and clothes that Zhou Cishen bought. After all, they were not given to her willingly by him. These superficial things became flashy and unrealistic as she and Zhou Cishen divorced.

For her, it was useless.

When she left, Ruan Xingwan looked at the divorce agreement that was placed on the cold coffee table and picked it up.

Passing by the dining room, Ruan Xingwan glanced at the dining table. The tableware in front of Zhou Cishen was clean and bright, and it had not been touched at all.

This wedding anniversary was still as unpopular as imagined.

But fortunately, it was superimposed with the divorce anniversary.

When Zhou Ci Shen thinks about it later, he might laugh out loud.

This might be the most satisfying thing she has done since they got married.

Sitting in the taxi, Ruan Xingwan looked at the scenery flashing by outside and suddenly felt relieved.

The fake Phoenix, who had been a rich lady for three years, was about to return to her slums.