Chapter 1 Jin Changyu, Let's Get a Divorce
"Jin Changyu, let's get a divorce."
"You can decide on the distribution of the assets."
"After the divorce, I hope there will be no more..."
Sang Qian was sitting on the edge of the bed, mentally rehearsing her speech, when the bathroom door slammed shut. She froze, instinctively standing up and looking into the bathroom.
Two seconds later, the door opened.
A handsome, tall man emerged wearing only a towel around his waist.
In the dim light of the bedroom, Sang Qian saw a drop of water fall from the end of his half-wet hair, dripping down his well-defined jawline and onto his muscular abs.
The moment the man walked towards her, Sang Qian snapped back to reality. She took a deep breath and prepared to deliver the words she had rehearsed dozens of times in her mind in a logical and organized manner.
"Jin Changyu, we..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the man who had walked up to her pulled her into his arms, cupping the back of her head with his large hand while lowering his head to kiss her lips.
"Hmm..."
Sang Qian's remaining words were cut off by the man's passionate kiss. She pushed against his bare chest, but the man grabbed her waist and pulled her towards the bed while kissing her deeply.
Jin Changyu has always been an indifferent, calm, and reserved person, but he is different and unrestrained when he is in bed.
Just like now, he pressed her down on the bed, passionately kissing her lips while his large hand skillfully and deftly untied the belt of her nightgown.
"Jin Changyu, please don't..."
Sang Qian struggled to avoid his kiss, panting as she said, "I have something to tell you."
Jin Changyu paused, his rapid and hot breaths mingling with hers, his dark eyes filled with passionate desire as he looked at her.
"We'll talk about it after we're done."
As the man's deep, slightly panting voice faded, he captured her lips once more.
He swallowed all the words she sobbed and wanted to say.
Sang Qian's breathing became disordered from the kisses, and her head gradually became dizzy from lack of oxygen.
She pressed her hands against his strong chest, trying to push him away to speak, but the man seized the opportunity to grab her hands and pin them to her sides...
At times like these, Jin Changyu is always a man of few words, quietly getting things done.
The dim lighting created an intimate atmosphere that enveloped the two people entwined on the bed.
...
Until midnight, the rain and clouds stopped.
After being tossed and turned for most of the night, Sang Qian was completely exhausted. Usually at this time, she would have nestled in the man's broad embrace and fallen asleep peacefully.
But not tonight.
She still wants to talk to him about divorce.
Even though he had completely ruined her prepared speech, she still had to speak.
"Jin Changyu".
She tried to push him away with her hand on his chest, but because she had just experienced intense lovemaking, she was weak and powerless, and the force of her push was more like a light scratch or teasing.
The woman lifted her eyes in the soft light, a blush creeping up the corners of her eyes. Her almond-shaped eyes, misty with moisture, appeared alluring and dreamy. Her soft breaths as she spoke carried an unconsciously seductive charm.
"I want it, I want..."
Before Sang Qian could utter the words "I want a divorce," the man suddenly flipped her over and covered her beneath him.
"So enthusiastic tonight?"
Jin Changyu lowered his head and nibbled at her earlobe, his husky and sexy voice carrying a hint of teasing pleasure.
Sang Qian, whose mind was still in a daze, was somewhat confused: ? ? ?
Before she could understand what he meant, the man's lingering kisses moved from her earlobe to her cheek.
"want to?"
"I'll grant your wish."
Jin Changyu grabbed her slender waist with one large hand and pulled her close, kissing her lips deeply as he finished speaking.
Sang Qian's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise: ? ? ?
What does it mean to satisfy her?
What's on his mind?
Who said they wanted this?
"I...I'm not..."
Her fragmented explanations struggled to escape from the corners of her lips, only to be swallowed up by Jin Changyu's passion, his scorching and aggressive aura enveloping her entire body.
Soon, Sang Qian was dragged into a new round of "fierce battle" by him...
Working through the night.
*
The next day, Sang Qian woke up at noon.
She sat up in bed, feeling weak all over, and unsurprisingly, there was no man in the room.
As the president of Jin's Group, the number one conglomerate in Beijing, Jin Changyu is a complete workaholic.
Sang Qian has been married to him for two years, but apart from their evening intimacy, she rarely spends time with him.
His daily routine involves leaving early and returning late, and frequently going on business trips.
Sang Qian reached for her phone on the bedside table, and just as she was about to check the time, she caught a glimpse of a message Jin Changyu had sent her.
I'm going to Hong Kong on a business trip today and will be back in three days.
No wonder this man was in such a hurry last night, and he even made her not have a chance to speak.
She thought it was because she had left him out of the room for a week during her period.
It turns out I was going on a business trip today.
The night before each business trip, Jin Changyu would be particularly fierce and difficult in that area, as if he wanted to vent all his pent-up desires on her at once.
Without thinking twice, Sang Qian immediately dialed his number.
The call was quickly answered, and a man's usual cool yet magnetic voice came through, "Are you up?"
Sang Qian's fingers, which were gripping the phone, curled slightly. "Mm."
There was a moment of silence on the phone. She took a deep breath. "Jin Changyu, are you free now? I have something to tell you."
Jin Changyu: "What is it?"
"I……"
Just as Sang Qian was about to speak, a woman's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone—
"Changyu, I'm going to change into my swimsuit now. See you at the pool later!"
Upon hearing this voice, Sang Qian's head buzzed, and her body instantly stiffened.
This is Zhou Yunshuang's voice.
So, did he go to Hong Kong with Zhou Yunshuang?
Change into your swimsuit, see you at the pool?
Didn't he say he was on a business trip?
After a few seconds of silence on the phone, Jin Changyu's voice came through:
"I'm busy with other things. We can talk when I get back. That's all for now."
The man ended the call.
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