Chapter 1 Rebirth, vomit

"Even if you take off all your clothes and kneel in front of me, I won't touch you!"

A familiar, cold voice, accompanied by piercing pain, exploded in Yan Ai's mind.

It was Feng Jue! The man who wanted to kill him!

Yan Ai suddenly opened her eyes, with shock, anger, and confusion in her pupils.

"I warned you on the day we got the marriage certificate that you couldn't enter my study. You've crossed the line."

At this point, the man's voice was clearly filled with impatience. He stared down at the woman lying on the ground pretending to be dead, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Get out of here!"

The woman who had been unresponsive until now finally moved.

However, she just got up from the ground, turned her head to look at him, and then quickly turned her face away -

"vomit!"

The suppressed retching sound seemed to be her answer.

The man's handsome face instantly turned as black as an iron pot.

"If you want to vomit, go back to your room and don't dirty my place!"

Yan Ai ignored the man's sarcasm and immediately covered her mouth and ran back to the room.

It wasn't until I closed the door that the nausea in my stomach gradually dissipated.

After leaning against the door panel for a while, Yan Ai walked to the dressing table, wanting to confirm something.

When she really saw the young and beautiful face reflected in the mirror, her heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

She was truly reborn!!

She went back to the night four years ago when she tried to enter Feng Jue's study wearing sexy pajamas and seduce him to fulfill his husband and wife obligations with her.

If only it could be done a day earlier, she could erase this dark history.

The thought that she had once fallen in love with this cruel and heartless man made the nausea in her stomach stir again.

Fortunately, it won’t be long before she gets a divorce!

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of a car starting its engine outside the window.

As expected, just like in his previous life, Feng Jue left the villa overnight and did not come back for half a year.

How was she feeling at that time?

I felt panic, helplessness, and deep frustration and loss.

But now, not only did she not feel anything, but she felt comfortable and at ease.

Yan Ai went to the bathroom, ready to take a hot bath and have a good sleep.

She was really tired.

However, after falling asleep, she was haunted by nightmares.

She dreamed of her father being falsely accused by his own students and imprisoned. She also dreamed of herself asking Feng Jue for help, only to be imprisoned by three blond, blue-eyed foreign men with ill intentions. She also dreamed of the terrifying scene of her plummeting from the seventh floor to the ground...

Yan Ai woke up from the nightmare in a sweat. It was unknown how long it took before she slowly regained her breath.

I took out my phone and checked the time. It was just after two o'clock.

Yan Ai curled up and hid in the darkness, thinking about many things, about her past life and her future...

At nine o'clock the next morning, Jiang Shuo, a famous lawyer in Beijing, appeared in front of Yan Ai with the divorce agreement that Feng Jue asked him to prepare last night.

"Boss Feng means that if Miss Yan signs now, she can still get the villa in Yuting Bay. Otherwise, she will be left with nothing."

Nothing?

Kill her whole family?

Yan Ai couldn't help but sneer and reached out, "Give me the pen."

Jiang Shuo thought he had misheard and was so surprised that he forgot to react for a moment.

Yan Ai was not surprised that he had such an expression.

In her previous life, Lawyer Jiang also only handed her the divorce agreement and did not prepare a pen for her.

Maybe in his heart, he was certain that he could not live without Feng Jue and would never agree to a divorce, so he was not prepared.

But it doesn’t matter, he wasn’t prepared, but she was!

Yan Ai calmly withdrew her hand, took out a pen from her coat pocket, and then opened the divorce agreement in front of Lawyer Jiang and quickly signed her name on it.

Jiang Shuo was startled when he saw this, then frowned again, "Ms. Yan, you haven't read the contents of the agreement yet."

The voice of the reminder was extremely cold.

Yan Ai didn't even raise her head. "No need to look. I have no objection."

She had an excellent memory and had already read this agreement carefully in her previous life, so there was no need to read it again.

Yan Ai signed as quickly as possible and handed it to him, doing it in one go without any delay.

"Could Lawyer Jiang please tell Mr. Feng that the divorce procedures will be handled at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 9:00 AM tomorrow. Please make sure to make time and don't be late."

After a pause, Yan Ai added, "Lawyer Jiang should know that the divorce cooling-off period will officially take effect on the 1st of next month. I don't want to delay it for another month."

Extremely humiliating.

Lawyer Jiang couldn't help but show a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and felt that Yan Ai's forced look was pitiful and ridiculous.

He took the agreement, his eyes glancing at the dark circles under Yan Ai's eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Okay, I will convey Miss Yan's words to President Feng exactly as they are."

Yan Ai didn't have time to pay attention to the lawyer's sarcasm and stood up to see him off.

After seeing off the giant Buddha, Yan Ai immediately returned to her room to pack her things and prepare to leave.

It took about ten minutes to clean up.

It’s not that she doesn’t have a lot of stuff. After all, she moved in here when she was 20 years old and hadn’t graduated from college yet. It’s been three years. How could she have a little stuff?

She simply no longer missed anything here, including the expensive clothes and jewelry that her parents-in-law had given her in the name of Feng Jue. She didn't take anything with her. She only took away some books and documents that truly belonged to her, as well as a laptop.

When you are extremely disappointed and disgusted with someone, you don't want to touch anything related to him.

Yan Ai now just wants to draw a clear line with this man named Feng Jue as soon as possible and never have anything to do with him again.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would lose control of herself and kill him!

At twelve o'clock noon, Feng Jue booked a luxurious private room at the most upscale Yindu Business Club in Beijing for his childhood friend Shen Yihang, who had just returned home, to welcome him.

Jiang Shuo called him at this time.

The man's handsome face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, and he didn't answer.

Shen Yihang, who was sitting next to him, naturally saw it. He raised his eyebrows with interest, "Whose call is it? Your cheap sister? Are you checking up on me?"

The "cheap sister" that Shen Yihang mentioned refers to Yan Ai, and this is also the ridicule of Yan Ai by the few insiders in their circle.

"No." Feng Jue denied calmly. He didn't want to talk about anything related to that woman right now.

Shen Yihang wanted to dig deeper, but Feng Jue didn't give him the chance and changed the subject, "Are you not planning to leave when you return to China this time?"

Hearing this, Shen Yihang rarely took it seriously and nodded, “Well, I’m not leaving. I plan to start my own business and build my own little kingdom.”

"Not taking over your father's company?" The man was not surprised, but asked anyway.

Shen Yihang looked at his friend and smiled meaningfully, “If you take over, the cost will be too high, you know.”

Feng Jue showed no expression. He simply picked up the wine glass and said to him, "If you need any help, just ask."

Shen Yihang also picked up the wine glass, “Don’t worry, I won’t be polite with you.”

Then the two of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.