Chapter 1 Deep Affection Ultimately Turns to Nothing
When Shen Shuangmiao arrived at the banquet, everyone was having a lively time.
In the center of the crowd, Zhu Jin leaned lazily against the sofa, with a very beautiful woman close beside him.
His hand was on the sofa behind the woman, which at first glance looked like he was embracing her.
It was Zhou Wu, who had just returned from a business trip abroad.
After two years of mourning, Zhou Wu, Zhu Jin's widowed sister-in-law, has recently started her own business and is active in the entertainment industry.
Shen Shuangmiao clutched the unsigned invitation, realizing who had deliberately called her here.
She pursed her lips, lifted her foot to go inside, and Zhu Jin's friends around her started to cheer.
"Ah Jin, I heard you prepared a birthday present for Zhou Wu. Hurry up and show it to everyone!"
"It must be a very special gift, right? I knew you were still interested in Sister Wu. If it weren't for Shen Shuangmiao forcing you to get married, you two wouldn't have been able to separate, and Sister Wu would have been forced to marry your brother."
"That's right, Shen Shuangmiao is infertile but still wants to marry you. She's selfish and disgusting! I heard that the old man even wants your cousin's child to be the next heir."
"Ugh, when are you going to divorce her? Your brother has been dead for two years, and Zhou Wu is free now. Hurry up and have a child with Zhou Wu."
Zhou Wu covered her mouth, blushing as she laughed: "Alright, stop talking nonsense!"
Zhu Jin raised an eyebrow slightly but remained silent.
The cheers rose and fell, and they sat in the middle being teased, looking very well-matched and sweet.
Shen Shuangmiao clenched the invitation in her hand and quietly turned around.
"Chen Shuangmiao, what are you doing here!"
Someone saw her and called out.
Zhu Jin glanced at it, his smile fading slightly, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn, and all eyes were focused on Shen Shuangmiao.
Disgust, rejection, dissatisfaction, and irritability.
Everyone felt as if they had seen a rat crossing the street, silently exerting pressure in a manner resembling a bullying scene.
Zhu Jin glanced at Shen Shuangmiao indifferently, "Here to spy on me? Shen Shuangmiao, are you ever going to stop?"
Gu Yiqian, a friend, scoffed, "Definitely. She knew Ah Jin was attending Sister Wu's birthday party today, so she deliberately followed him over!"
Shen Shuangmiao held the invitation in her hand, pursed her lips, and said calmly, "I came because I received this. I didn't mean to bother you."
"Yes, I invited Miaomiao."
Zhou Wu stood up to break the awkward silence, went to Shen Shuangmiao's side, took her hand, and chuckled, "They are a couple, so if I were to invite them, I would invite them as a couple."
She raised her hand and gently patted Shen Shuangmiao's back to comfort her: "Everyone was just joking, don't take it to heart."
In the eyes of this group of people, Zhou Wu was like the bright moon. She gave them a deliberately reproachful look, and they all lowered their heads to give her face.
Shen Shuangmiao slowly clenched her sleeves, feeling an indescribable heaviness in her heart.
I'm not kidding.
Everyone was speaking from the heart.
Back then, Zhu Jin was taken back to the Zhu family and went from being an illegitimate child who had been living away from home to becoming the sole successor of the richest family business.
Looking around, the only person in the entire Chengzhou who could match his background was Zhou Wu, the daughter of the Zhou family, a top-tier rich and beautiful woman.
The Zhu and Zhou families had a pre-existing marriage agreement. The eldest son, Zhu Sheng, had a leg ailment, so the Zhou family preferred their daughter to marry Zhu Jin.
Her girlfriend, whom Zhu Jin had dated for five years and shared joys and sorrows with in building the studio, was just a down-on-her-luck heiress with no real luster.
In terms of background, he's not even qualified to carry Zhou Wu's shoes.
A person like her, who abruptly ended the engagement of this golden couple, makes it hard for Zhu Jin's friend not to dislike her.
"Miaomiao, are you listening to my explanation? You're not angry, are you?" Zhou Wu looked at her more cautiously and nervously.
Shen Shuangmiao didn't want to stay any longer, and didn't want to see Zhu Jin's disgusted look on her face: "I'm leaving first."
She turned around and suddenly felt something gently block her calf, causing her to step slightly off course.
But Zhou Wu turned around and chased after her.
As Shen Shuangmiao stepped back, she accidentally stepped on the hem of Zhou Wu's floor-length dress.
Neither of them could stand properly and they both fell down.
"ah!"
Zhou Wu cried out in surprise and fell to the ground, her eyes filled with tears.
Zhu Jin's gaze froze, fixing on Shen Shuangmiao.
Shen Shuangmiao rubbed her palms on the ground, which also hurt terribly, while Zhou Wu's skirt was still pressed down by her.
She tried to move away, but the tall figure suddenly loomed over her, casting a shadow.
Shen Shuangmiao looked up and saw Zhu Jin leaning over.
She instinctively reached out her hand.
Zhu Jin's arm bypassed hers and steadied Zhou Wu beside him, whispering, "Sister Wu, did you hurt yourself?"
He's always been like this.
Shen Shuangmiao calls Zhou Wu "sister-in-law," but he always calls her "Sister Wu," as if that could change the fact that Zhou Wu had married his brother.
Zhou Wu shook her head, put her hands on him, and stood up halfway. When she turned her head, she found that her skirt was being pressed down by Shen Shuangmiao.
"Miaomiao, could you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhu Jin frowned, grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled her out from under Shen Shuangmiao's body, then helped Zhou Wu to sit on the sofa.
Shen Shuangmiao's palm faced upwards, stained with blood, frozen in mid-air.
Zhu Jin turned around and saw this. His pupils contracted, his fists clenched for two seconds, and he said indifferently, "Zhao Dong, take Madam back to have her medicine applied."
Shen Shuangmiao's breathing became slightly sluggish, and her lips turned somewhat pale.
She knew that Zhu Jin no longer cared about her. Half a month after their marriage, Zhu Jin began staying out all night, and this continued for two whole years.
But Shen Shuangmiao never expected that in such a situation, even though she was his wife, she would fall and get injured and not receive a single word of concern.
He even had to witness firsthand how attentive Zhu Jin was to his brother's ex-wife.
Shen Shuangmiao smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking of Zhu Jin before he returned to the Zhu family. He was so gentle and sunny, and he couldn't bear to see her suffer.
They started a studio together. Zhu Jin was so busy that he didn't have time to eat, so he saved money to buy her expensive nutritious meals, not wanting to mistreat her in the slightest.
Seven years have passed, and things have changed beyond recognition.
Zhu Jin was no longer the illegitimate son who was suppressed by fate, but the son of the richest family, Zhu. He was worlds apart from her, so naturally he could no longer look up to her.
It's time to let go.
Perhaps she shouldn't have revealed her relationship with him when the Zhu family was forcing Zhu Jin and Zhou Wu into a marriage.
When she helped Zhu Jin fend off the drinks, she also drank a cup of poisoned wine from someone with ulterior motives, rendering her infertile. She shouldn't have told anyone, and she should have asked the Zhu family for an explanation.
She ruined Zhu Jin's engagement party and failed to discover that Zhu Jin actually married Zhou Wu willingly.
They could have parted amicably, but instead they ended up hating each other.
Why should she force it and hold onto a man who doesn't belong to her for so long?
"Madam, let me take you home."
Zhu Jin's assistant, Zhao Dong, walked over.
A sharp pain shot through her palm. Facing the unwelcome gazes of everyone, Shen Shuangmiao said softly, "I have something else to say."
Zhu Jin looked at her expressionlessly.
The image of Zhu Jin, a young man in his early twenties who was completely devoted to her, overlapped with the person standing before him.
They had the same face, but the look in their eyes when they looked at her had long lost its love, leaving only disgust.
She no longer had the energy to pursue Zhu Jin.
"Let's get a divorce," Shen Shuangmiao said, as if it were a relief.
Zhu Jin pursed his thin lips, his eyes gradually deepening.
After sleeping with her college classmate, she could still pretend to be deeply in love and force him to marry her for wealth and status.
Two years have passed, and now she can't take it anymore.
Gu Yiqian laughed angrily: "What are you making a scene about now! You were the one who knocked Wu Jie down, and when A Jin helped her up, you got upset and started talking about divorce?"
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