Divorce was the inevitable outcome for her and Zhou Ji.

She was simply following the original plot.

The man was backlit, making it difficult to discern his expression; his face was expressionless, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

He didn't take the divorce papers she handed him, but just stared at her in silence.

Jiang Yue paused for a moment, then continued, "Take a look."

The amount of property she demanded in the divorce agreement was not small. Jiang Yue had always treated her very well and didn't want to mistreat her. However, at this moment, in order to achieve her goal quickly, she was willing to suffer a loss. She pursed her lips and said softly, "If you have any objections to the terms of the agreement, we can also negotiate."

She's already backing down.

Zhou Ji remained silent, seemingly oblivious to the situation, not uttering a single word. After a while, perhaps seeing her hand raised in mid-air and worried that her arm might get tired, the man calmly accepted the divorce agreement. He didn't even glance at it, casually placing it on the coffee table and ignoring it.

Jiang Yue was negotiating with him seriously, so she looked like a wary little animal at the moment: "Although we can negotiate, you can't push your luck. I can't leave with nothing. What is legally mine, I can't be shortchanged by a single penny."

Zhou Ji pursed his lips, making them into a cold, straight line.

His silence made the atmosphere in the bedroom even more somber.

Zhou Ji had already read the divorce agreement and could recite every word of it with his eyes closed. He didn't expect her to deliver the paper version of the divorce agreement to him so quickly.

The sharp paper turned into a deadly knife.

It was like a dull knife slowly cutting through his heart.

A wild beast was raging within her, wanting to devour her, to shut her up, and to make her never dare to mention it again.

The man closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, his expression now composed and almost blank: "I disagree."

Four words, gentle and calm, yet resounding enough to hit her ears.

Jiang Yue was getting a little impatient. She had originally thought the matter would proceed very smoothly: "Take a look at the contents of the agreement first. I already said it can be modified. Don't be so arbitrary."

Zhou Ji said in a nonchalant tone, "I will not sign."

Jiang Yue said with a heavy heart, "We can split the property in half."

From 1982 to 1955, she has already made tremendous sacrifices!

Zhou Ji picked up the divorce agreement and casually stuffed it into the shredder on his desk. The signed pages immediately turned into shreds. He looked at Jiang Yue, his face pale: "Why do you want a divorce?"

Jiang Yue gradually realized that Zhou Ji's reluctance to sign did not seem to be due to the division of property.

They disagreed without even looking at it.

So he's determined to make things difficult for her, right?!

Her Highness is furious!

With a pretty face that looked fierce but wasn't intimidating, she raised her chin and said, "Don't ask me why. There aren't that many whys."

Jiang Yue glared angrily at the pile of shredded paper. She hadn't brought a backup this time. She stomped her feet angrily and shouted, "I don't want your property anymore! You better sign this obediently!"

That old bastard, that scoundrel, he's really cunning.

Knowing she was anxious, I deliberately delayed her.

Jiang Yue didn't expect Zhou Ji to be so stubborn. Even though she didn't intend to take a single penny, he still shamelessly and firmly uttered two words: "I won't sign."

Princess Zhenzhen was truly furious with him. Her face was flushed red and pale, and she felt like her head was about to explode. She stared at him with her round eyes, asking him why, completely puzzled.

A small mouth, chattering incessantly.

"Why are you still being stubborn?"

"Why won't you sign?!"

"I'm the one who's at a disadvantage, and don't think I don't know you've wanted a divorce for a long time!"

"I'm granting your wish, and you're still pretending with me? What else do you want?"

The princess was so angry that she started talking more.

The man watched her calmly from beginning to end, letting her vent her frustrations.

Jiang Yue suddenly stopped speaking, remaining silent for a moment before her suspicious gaze lingered on the man's handsome face. Her posture was arrogant, and her eyes held a hint of condescension as she asked:

"Zhou Ji".

"You like me?"

Zhou Ji's throat tightened, his jawline taut and hard. In the dim light, the man's dark eyes seemed to be churning with a myriad of emotions, yet he still appeared calm and composed.

The word "yes" was on the tip of my tongue.

There's nothing I'm afraid to admit.

Before he could even utter the word, he heard her firm voice: "You like me."

Princess has been admired by many since she was a child.

There are countless people who like her, too many to count or remember.

Many people have said they admired her, but few of them were sincere.

Her gaze towards him gradually changed, becoming more and more puzzled.

The girl had a slender neck, and her porcelain-white skin appeared translucent in the gradually dimming light, as delicate and silky as milk. Her whole body seemed to glow in the soft shadows, and her dark eyes seemed to be filled with water, black and clear. She then asked, "What do you like about me?"

Every time Zhou Ji met her eyes, his heart would skip a beat.

Silent throbbing again and again, sinking deeper and deeper into despair.

The man stepped forward slowly, his rough fingertips casually tracing the back of her neck, his fingers gently slipping into her hair. He looked down at her, his thin lips moving slightly: "I don't know."

A chilling aura instantly enveloped her.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse: "Do you need to make a list, clearly analyzing each point one by one?"

He grabbed Jiang Yue by the back of her neck, like a kitten whose life was being held. She tried to back away, but he pulled her back with a little force.

These hands, capable of manipulating emotions, restrained themselves from losing their temper and imprisoning her.

After listening to his words, Jiang Yue paused for a moment, then raised her trembling eyelashes, her dark eyes clear and bright, and said, "I understand."

Zhou Ji paused, patiently listening to her speak.

Princess will not change her mind just because Zhou Ji admitted that he likes her.

She enjoys sweet talk, but that doesn't mean sugar-coated bullets can sway her; she's always considered herself very clever.

She is a cunning little fox who can see right through people.

She said earnestly, "I've become prettier and smarter, that's why you like me."

"You like my great figure and my pretty face, right?"

"In the end, you just like sleeping with me."

She just happens to meet his requirements for being a wife, nothing more.

He didn't truly love her.

A gentle breeze began to rise outside the window, causing the girl's long, black hair, which fell to her waist, to flutter in disarray, and the leaves to rustle softly.

Zhou Ji gently straightened her face, half-forcing her to look directly into his eyes. He spoke his explanation calmly and solemnly: "That's not how it is."

"Mrs. Zhou, you're slandering me again."

Jiang Yue was held tightly in his arms, his imposing breath making it hard for her to breathe. After thinking for a moment, she told him earnestly in the most sincere tone, "Okay, even if I slandered you."

Her eyes were clear, and her words were sincere yet cruel: "But I don't like you."