Lu Zhiwei and Shen Jinmo were a perfectly matched couple for three years, but the appearance of his white moonlight completely shattered the peace of their marriage. Lu Zhiwei didn't cry or fus...
The power disparity between men and women is ultimately too great.
Lu Zhiwei tried to get up several times, but she couldn't break free from his grasp.
Aunt Chen took an ice pack from the refrigerator and handed it to Shen Jinmo before starting to clean the house.
Shen Jinmo never took care of her; even after they finished having sex, he would never carry her to the bathroom to wash.
Not to mention, they would thoughtfully give her an ice pack to cool her down.
His handsome features were reflected in his eyes.
She stared intently at him, and could smell the faint scent of pine on him.
"Shen Jinmo, is this how you want to torture me?" Lu Zhiwei sneered.
Shen Jinmo was holding an ice pack, about to place it on her forehead, but his movement froze when he asked her that question.
The next second, he forcefully pressed the ice pack onto her swollen area: "Freezing you to death, doesn't that count?"
A chilling icy blade pierced her forehead, the coldness and pain shooting straight to the top of her head. Lu Zhiwei hissed coldly, stepping back: "Shen Jingmo!!!"
Seeing her furious expression.
The anger I felt from her these past few days seems to have subsided considerably.
“You’ve become ugly.” Shen Jinmo threw the ice pack on the table and got up from the sofa.
He has always had limited patience with her, and he can't even last two minutes being considerate.
"What did you say?" This was the first time Lu Zhiwei had been told she was ugly.
"Horns on his head, puffy face, and especially his hair, cut like a curtain." Shen Jinmo walked to the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of red wine, and acted as if he were in his own home.
"..." Lu Zhiwei.
Spending even a second longer with this man feels suffocating.
She grabbed the file folder and rushed out the door. As Shen Jinmo watched her thin figure disappear into the distance, he said, "I didn't tell anyone the specific contents of our divorce settlement agreement."
Lu Zhiwei paused at the door, understanding his unspoken meaning.
After getting into the Maserati, Lu Zhiwei put the file bag on the seat and picked up her phone to call Luo Wuyan: "Have Wushuang check who Jiang Jingyu has been in contact with in the Lu family today."
"Okay, I'll get it to you within ten minutes."
...
Shen Jinmo remained inside the villa.
Looking at the trampled wedding photo with a complicated expression, Aunt Chen, who was cleaning, picked up a sketch that hadn't been framed yet from the study and brought it to Shen Jingmo: "Sir, this looks like a painting by Madam. It's a painting of you."
Shen Jinmo took the painting. In the painting, he had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, with distinct facial features. His eyes, in particular, were painted so vividly that they seemed to be sparkling.
The signature in the lower right corner is not Rose, but Mrs. Shen.
With her exquisite painting skills and elegant handwriting, no one could help but admire her talent.
Despite her immense talent, she preferred to keep it hidden rather than reveal it to him, all in order to secretly learn about the Shen family's secrets from his side.
Thinking of this, Shen Jinmo's anger surged up, and he crumpled the painting into a ball of waste paper and threw it on the ground: "Take it and burn it."
Aunt Chen picked up the painting and sighed regretfully, "Okay, sir."
I've only taken a few steps.
Aunt Chen was called back.
"I'll go burn it."
Then, Shen Jinmo got up from the sofa, snatched the painting from Aunt Chen's hand, and went to the yard.
Aunt Chen stood there, bewildered.
There's a brazier at home, why bother going to the yard?
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Lu Zhiwei returned to the Lu family villa.
Lu Jingyao, unusually, didn't go into her room and stayed there; instead, she sat on the sofa watching TV.
As soon as Lu Zhiwei entered the gate, she had a large bump on her head and her face was flushed.
Lu Jingyao couldn't wait to jump in and kick someone when they were down: "Little sister, what happened to your face? Did someone hit you? Someone, quickly call the family doctor. Your injury is so serious, it won't be good if it leaves a scar."
Lu Zhiwei snorted coldly and gave Lu Jingyao a cold glance.
Hearing the commotion, Lu Yunsheng came out of his study and was heartbroken to see his daughter's face covered in injuries.
He was aware of the red mark on his face; word of the company's rumors had already reached his ears.
If Lu Zhiwei wants to take power, she has to win over her employees with her own abilities, so he shouldn't interfere.
But he needed to ask more carefully about the bump on his forehead.
"Weiwei, who put that bump on your forehead?"
Lu Zhiwei chuckled: "It's my own fault for being so talkative. My sister found out that I got a property from Shen Jingmo in the divorce settlement. Today, my sister went to the beauty salon to tell Jiang Jingyu, just to see me get beaten up, right? Now you've got what you wanted. Are you happy?"
Lu Jingyao was initially quite pleased with herself, but Lu Zhiwei unexpectedly exposed her.
Her smile froze on her face: "Dad, don't listen to my sister's nonsense. Although I went to the beauty salon today, I didn't see anyone. I came back as soon as I finished my facial."
Lu Zhiwei shook her head and smiled, tossing a USB drive containing a copy of the surveillance video to Lu Yunsheng. "There are surveillance cameras in the lobby. Although you bribed someone to delete the footage, I have a way to recover it. Lu Jingyao, we all have the same father. The best thing is for us to live peacefully under the same roof. You should understand what it means to be part of the Lu family's vast fortune—that we all share both prosperity and adversity."
"I will put the property I got in the divorce online for sale, and donate all the proceeds to the welfare home. As for the 1 billion yuan, I originally planned to transfer it to the Lu Group to hold a design competition, but now I'm afraid I won't live to spend it, so I'll donate it all."
After saying that, Lu Zhiwei turned and went upstairs.
Lu Yunsheng, who remained in the living room, turned pale and then flushed.
They're both biological daughters, so why is there such a big difference?
Lu Zhiwei works hard to earn money for the Lu family, but that idiot Lu Jingyao is just wasting his money.
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