Chapter 161 This is the last time, and there will be no next time.

Honolulu Villa.

In the early hours of the morning, men's and women's clothes were scattered haphazardly on the soft, expensive carpet of the large bed, like flowers falling from the sky.

A thin blanket partially covered Su Xier's chest, revealing her fair and delicate skin with an alluring pink blush. Her skin was covered with a fine layer of sweat, as if coated with beeswax. Her body lay sprawled out, exuding a captivating and alluring charm.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Shen Zhantang, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, pushed open the door and stepped out. He had just wrapped a towel around his waist, revealing two well-developed V-lines.

Su Xier slowly turned over and lay on her side, clearly not wanting to look at him.

In the dim light, her cool back was covered with red marks, a testament to the madness of the night.

Shen Zhantang narrowed his dark eyes, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The next second, he grabbed Su Xier's chin with a fierce touch, forcing her to tilt her head back, and sealed her lips with his moist lips, passing her the cigarette from his mouth.

"Ugh...cough cough cough..." Su Xi'er turned her face away, coughing until her cheeks were flushed.

"Su Qier, do you know how I feel about you?"

Shen Zhantang pinched her face, getting closer inch by inch. "Sometimes, I really want to cherish you and pamper you, because I sleep comfortably with your body. No one makes me more comfortable than you."

He remained licentious, vulgar, and unbearable towards her.

However, Su Xier was already numb. His actions today had completely extinguished even the last vestige of her feelings.

"But sometimes, I really want to strangle you, bite you to death."

A hint of ferocity flashed in Shen Zhantang's eyes, and he practically ground each word into a snarl, "You've become arrogant and disrespectful because of my influence, daring to talk back to my godmother to my face. You've forgotten who you are just because I gave you a little treat?"

Su Xi'er smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

He calls this a "sweet reward"?

In her eyes, this was a daily, endless torment.

"I don't care if you're a wet nurse or a godmother... I only know that no one can bully my Shiyuan."

Su Xier's gaze was deep and dark as she secretly clenched the bedsheet. "It's the same today and it will be the same in the future. Don't think that just because I'm a bodyguard, I'm not a bodyguard. Even if I turn into ashes, I'll still throw them in the face of the person who bullied Shiyuan and choke him half to death."

Shen Zhantang's expression faltered slightly, then he sneered, "You can't even keep your ashes still, so it seems I'll have to give you a proper burial when you die."

Su Xier closed her eyes, too lazy to pay him any attention.

"I'll let you off this time, this is the last time, and this is the last time."

Shen Zhantang's well-defined waist and abdomen caved in, and he leaned down to bite her smooth shoulder hard.

Su Xier bit her lip in pain, but didn't make a sound.

“My younger sister will be back from her studies in Y country in a while,” the man said in a low, husky voice.

Su Xier slightly lifted her eyelids, her eyes cold and piercing.

Shen Zhantang kissed the teeth marks he had left, caressing the smooth skin of her arm, but his tone was commanding, "You two had a little unpleasantness before, but now that my little sister is back, I hope you can get along harmoniously. Don't cause any more trouble for me, do you hear me?"

*

The following afternoon, Jiang Shiyuan returned to her former "home," Guanlan Garden.

"Young Madam, you're finally back!" Butler Ning immediately stepped forward to greet her, almost bursting into tears of joy.

"Butler Ning, it's been a long time."

Jiang Shiyuan smiled faintly, her expression unreadable, "Is President Xie here?"

Seeing the young mistress address the eldest young master in such a distant manner, Butler Ning felt a chill in his heart and could only manage a dry laugh:

"The young master is waiting for you in the living room."

"Okay." Jiang Shiyuan nodded slightly.

"Young Madam, the young master has recovered and been discharged from the hospital. He is upstairs."

Butler Ning kindly suggested, "Would you like to go upstairs and check on the young master? Or I can ask him to come down and see you..."

"Tongtong has just been discharged from the hospital and needs to rest. There's no need to trouble him to come down and see me."

Jiang Shiyuan smiled faintly, "Besides, I won't stay too long. I'll leave after I finish discussing business with President Xie."

"Well... alright then." Butler Ning sighed helplessly.

It's obvious that the young mistress doesn't want to see the young master.

Although the young mistress and the eldest son are going through a divorce, what wrong has the child done? The young mistress hasn't come back for so long, and when she did, she wouldn't even see the child. As a mother, she's being too cold-hearted and cruel.

Could it be that her past as a devoted wife and mother was just a persona?

Or is it like the rumors circulating in the Xie family, that once a new love is found, the old one is forgotten?

Jiang Shiyuan, with her beautiful, cold eyes and expressionless face, stepped into the familiar living room.

Smoke drifted slowly through the air, and the bitter smell of tobacco wafted into Jiang Shiyuan's nostrils.

She frowned slightly, and saw Xie Jinghuai sitting lazily on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his phoenix eyes narrowed as he took a deep drag on his cigarette, his thin lips glowing with crimson light.

Jiang Shiyuan lowered her eyelashes, her gaze following the flickering embers of his cigarette, sometimes bright, sometimes dark.

She used to hate it when people smoked in front of her. If she smelled of smoke when she got home, the first thing she did was take a shower and wash all her clothes.

But she was exceptionally tolerant of Xie Jinghuai. Not only did she not dislike the smell of tobacco on him, she even found the way he smoked charming, elegant, and sexy.

Now, that deep-seated obsession is gone, and Jiang Shiyuan frowned in disgust.

"Why are you taking so long?"

Xie Jinghuai narrowed his eyes, exhaled a wisp of white smoke, and stubbed out his cigarette in the crystal ashtray. "Looks like you're not in such a hurry to get a divorce as I thought."

"Was it Zhixin who urged you?"

Jiang Shiyuan walked up to him step by step, her almond-shaped eyes smiling with a hint of mockery and mischief. "I told you long ago, hurry up and get a divorce. She's been waiting for you for five years. If I were you, I would never want my Zhixin to wait even one more day."

"Jiang Shiyuan, do you know what divorcing me means?"

Xie Jinghuai's temple throbbed, his dark eyes fixed on her. "That means you will leave with nothing. Not only will you not get a penny of my assets, but you can forget about getting custody of Tongtong."

Not only that, you will also have to pay 300,000 yuan in child support every month until Tongtong turns eighteen. If you cannot pay, I will revoke your visitation rights to Tongtong.

Are you mentally prepared for all of this?

He firmly believed that Jiang Shiyuan was of limited talent and learning, merely an ordinary woman with some cleverness but no real ability. A mere 300,000 yuan a month in child support would easily crush her.

Moreover, he still didn't believe that she had really given up on Tongtong. What mother in this world doesn't love her child?

She can endure it for a while, but not forever!

"OK."

Jiang Shiyuan spoke quickly, almost impatiently, "I agree to all the conditions you mentioned. Let's sign the divorce agreement quickly, I have something to do later, let's not waste each other's time."