Chapter 1 Lu Yanshen, Let’s Divorce

Late at night in the Lu family villa, the crystal chandelier stretched Xie Wantang's shadow into a long and slender shape.

Today is her 25th birthday. She is sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for her husband to come home late. On the coffee table is a birthday cake she made herself, and on the dining table is a table full of food she cooked herself but which has long been cold.

At this moment, she stared at the screen of her mobile phone, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

A few minutes ago, Xia Meng posted a circle of friends with a photo and the caption: "A stubborn guy insisted on celebrating my birthday again. Watching fireworks on the top of a mountain with the one I love is the ultimate happiness."

In the photo, Lu Yanshen's white shirt was stained with Xia Meng's long hair on her shoulders, the fireworks above her head were dazzling, Xia Meng was holding a little boy in her arms, and Lu Yanshen looked at the two of them with his eyes full of tenderness, which was a deep affection that Xie Wantang had never seen before.

My heart felt like it was pierced by a steel needle, and it suddenly hurt so much.

"bite--"

The sound of the electronic lock opening came from the door. Xie Wantang quickly put the phone upside down on the coffee table, his fingertips still trembling slightly.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor came from far away, carrying a familiar cold fragrance, the scent of Lu Yanshen's favorite cedar perfume.

"Why aren't you sleeping so late?" Lu Yanshen loosened his tie and subconsciously handed the briefcase in his hand to Xie Wantang. "Didn't I send you a message saying you didn't have to wait for me?"

Xie Wantang tightly grasped Lu Yanshen's briefcase, her nails almost digging into her palms: "Yan Shen, today I..."

Lu Yanshen changed into slippers and passed through the living room. His eyes swept across the cake on the coffee table, then turned back to see the table of untouched cold dishes in the dining room.

"Your birthday is today too?" Lu Yanshen's brows were cold, his tone slightly shocked, but without any guilt.

The word "also" made Xie Wantang feel desolate inside.

"I'm flying to Milan tomorrow to discuss a project." Lu Yanshen pulled out his phone and slid it open. The blue light from the screen made his features look even colder. "The company's been very busy lately, so I haven't had time to celebrate your birthday. I'll send you a red envelope. Buy whatever you like."

There was still a hint of alcohol on the end of his words.

With a beep, a notification sound came from her mobile phone, indicating that the red envelope had arrived.

Xie Wantang, however, didn't feel the slightest bit happy.

It was the same birthday, but she was just given a cold red envelope. She waited for him for almost a whole day, but he was not even willing to light the birthday candles with her or share the birthday cake with her.

In the dialogue with Bai Yueguang Xia Meng, he not only carefully arranged for them to watch the fireworks on the top of the mountain, but also sincerely accompanied them until late at night.

Xie Wantang looked at Lu Yanshen's back as he turned back to his room after transferring the accounts, and recalled their wedding night three years ago. He had gone to the study under the pretext of work and never returned that night, leaving her alone in the empty room all night.

But at that time, she thought that as long as she was attentive enough, she could always warm up this iceberg of his.

Until this moment, the diamond ring on Xia Meng's ring finger in the photo stung her eyes.

Xie Wantang suddenly laughed.

She rushed into the room. Lu Yanshen had already taken his clothes and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower. Seeing her push the door open so hard that it hit the wall behind with a loud bang, Lu Yanshen's handsome sword-like eyebrows frowned tightly.

"Remember to hand-wash my white shirt tomorrow. Use the laundry detergent you bought last time. It smells great." At this moment, Lu Yanshen still didn't take it seriously and assigned housework to Xie Wantang.

"Lu Yanshen," Xie Wantang suddenly said, her voice so soft it seemed to float on the wind, "Let's get a divorce."

Lu Yanshen paused as he entered the bathroom. He turned around, his eyes as cold as ice. "It's the middle of the night, can you please stop making trouble? Xie Wantang."

"I'm not making a fuss." Xie Wantang clenched his fists, trying very hard to control his emotions. "Tomorrow morning, I'll print out the divorce agreement, and you can just sign it then. Also, I'm leaving the house."

The air froze instantly.

Lu Yanshen stared at her calm face, and suddenly an inexplicable irritation surged in his heart: "Xie Wantang, you'd better not regret it."

Xie Wantang stopped at the door, the moonlight outlining a hazy outline of her. "Lu Yanshen, the thing I, Xie Wantang, regret most in my life is falling in love with you."

After saying that, Xie Wantang turned and left.

She first poured all the cold dishes on the table in the restaurant into the trash can.

For the first time, she did not wash the plates and dishes covered with grease, but threw them directly into the sink and waited for others to wash them.

After coming out of the kitchen, she went to the living room and ate the sweet cake alone with tears streaming down her face and a bitter heart, until she felt nauseous and vomited.

She went to the bathroom, and with red eyes, she tore up the pregnancy test report into pieces and flushed it down the toilet.

Finally, she sat on the toilet lid and gently stroked her belly: Baby, from now on, you will only have your mother and no father.

…

The next day, before dawn, Lu Yanshen was woken up by a call from his assistant Pei Xiao.

"Mr. Lu, I'm at the community."

"I see." Lu Yanshen then remembered that he was going to Milan today.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yanshen tilted his head to take a look, and then he realized that Xie Wantang had not returned to her room all night. The pillow where she should have been was cold, and the sheets were flat, with no signs of having been slept in at all.

Sitting up from the bed, he felt a headache. He reached out and pressed his temples, then looked around the room. He couldn't find his packed suitcase anywhere.

That woman Xie Wantang knew that he was on a business trip today, but she didn't help him pack his luggage?

Oh yes, I remember now, Xie Wantang wants to divorce him.

Lu Yanshen's eyes suddenly became sharp. He quickly stood up, went to the bathroom to wash up, then packed a few sets of clothes and dragged his suitcase to the living room.

Xie Wantang was not in the living room either. On the coffee table in the living room was the divorce agreement that she had printed and signed.

Lu Yanshen picked up the divorce agreement and took a look. It consisted of a few simple clauses. Xie Wantang decided to leave the house with nothing, so the major item about property division was directly cut out.

They had no children and no custody dispute, and the entire agreement and divorce terms could not even fill up a single A4 sheet of paper.

Oh--

Lu Yanshen snorted lightly, put down the agreement, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water.

As he reached the door, a sour smell made him retreat. He stood at the door and saw from a distance that the sink was a mess. The disgusting smell came from there.

Lu Yanshen frowned even more tightly, turned around, and left the house directly.

When the whistle sounded in the silent night sky, Xie Wantang, who was dozing in the guest bedroom, opened her eyes. She got up from the bed carefully and went to the living room.

She excitedly picked up the divorce agreement she had printed out before going to bed last night. Party A was her, she had already signed her name and put her thumbprint on it, while Party B was Lu Yanshen, and the form was still blank.

No signature?

Didn't he see it?

That shouldn't be the case. She specifically chose the most conspicuous angle so he could easily see it.

He saw it but didn't sign it. What did he mean by that?

Xie Wantang picked up her phone and sent him a message: "Mr. Lu, didn't we agree on a divorce?"

After waiting for a minute, Lu Yanshen didn't reply. Just when Xie Wantang thought he was deliberately not replying and was about to call him, Lu Yanshen's message came: "Rewrite."

“…”

These three light words made Xie Wantang want to curse.