Chapter 2 As You Wish
"I didn't make a scene."
Shen Shuangmiao looked calmly at Zhu Jin and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you two couldn't get married back then, and you even became uncle and sister-in-law by some twist of fate. Now I'm letting go and fulfilling your wishes. I wish you two a happy ending."
After saying that, she placed the invitation on the table.
Zhu Jin's face was covered with a layer of frost.
He narrowed his eyes, his body tense, but his tone was nonchalant: "Are you sure?"
Shen Shuangmiao nodded: "I'm sure."
Zhu Jin gripped the sofa tighter, his fingertips turning white: "Don't forget who has been supporting you all these years, Shen Shuangmiao. If you leave, I won't give you a single penny."
Shen Shuangmiao forced a weak smile.
During their marriage, she was unwilling to accept Zhu Jin's coldness and tried to please and seduce him on several occasions to get closer to him.
Zhu Jin mocked her for forcing marriage in order to live a life of luxury, refusing to even return home, and sending her living expenses once a month, blatantly treating her like a caged bird, and deliberately humiliating her.
Despite her years of obsession, what she wanted wasn't money, but love.
She clung on desperately because she believed that Zhu Jin's love for her had disappeared, but would one day return.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Jin's love for her had actually been transferred to Zhou Wu.
Since that's the case, she doesn't need to force it.
"I can agree to any condition as long as we can get a divorce, but the studio is my life's work, and whether you like it or not, you have to leave it to me."
Zhu Jin's eyes flickered with emotions, and he finally uttered a single sentence.
"The studio is yours, Shen Shuangmiao. Don't regret it."
Shen Shuangmiao smiled at him, then turned and left.
No one chased after them, but a few disdainful voices rang out.
"Divorce? She wouldn't want that. She's just trying to scare Ah Jin on purpose."
"Here we go again. I really don't know what she's trying to do. She uses divorce as a threat when she's angry. Ah Jin, how have you put up with her for two years?"
Shen Shuangmiao listened quietly to their ridicule, but did not hear Zhu Jin's reply.
I suppose I completely agree with what they said.
But this time, she really wasn't playing hard to get.
Shen Shuangmiao blinked and got into the car.
After returning home, she drafted a divorce agreement.
Zhu Jin hadn't been home at night for a long time, and today was no exception.
Shen Shuangmiao set her alarm for 7 a.m. and went straight to the company with the divorce agreement after waking up.
Zhao Dong was surprised to see her coming and blocked the office door, saying, "Madam, please wait. I need to ask for instructions first."
Shen Shuangmiao nodded slightly.
Soon, Zhao Dong led her inside.
The office was bright and spacious. Zhu Jin, no longer the lazy man from yesterday, was dressed in a suit and tie, sitting at the marble table, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, exuding an air of asceticism and nobility.
Before the Shen family went bankrupt, perhaps she could still stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Jin.
But now, Zhu Jin is a powerful figure in Chengzhou whom she can't reach. He drinks and socializes outside, while keeping her confined at home.
Everyone says that men will abandon their wives after they become successful, partly because the wives have seen them at their most wretched and pathetic, and seeing them reminds them of their past selves, so they can't wait to cover it up and abandon them.
Shen Shuang thought to herself that Zhu Jin's refusal to mention the years they shared joys and sorrows was because he didn't want to remember the humble, shameful illegitimate son of the Zhu family.
"Zhu Jin, I've come to deliver the divorce papers to you."
She walked over and placed the agreement she had drafted the night before in front of Zhu Jin. Her name was signed on it, her handwriting graceful yet powerful.
Zhu Jin glanced at her, his brows growing even colder: "Shen Shuangmiao, are you ever going to stop?"
Shen Shuangmiao felt a dull pain in her chest, but calmly said, "We started the studio together. If you withdraw your investment, the studio will belong entirely to me."
“That’s my only request in the agreement. Otherwise, I’ll move out immediately and not take anything from you.”
Shen Shuangmiao stopped going to work after getting married.
Zhu Jin treated her like a caged bird, but she stubbornly refused to touch a single penny in his account, spending only on the dividends from his shares in the studio.
At the studio, she was still the nominal boss.
She needs this studio to start over and strive for her career and life.
She was never a caged canary; if she were to be one, she would be a phoenix reborn from the ashes.
"Okay." Zhu Jin smiled, but his eyes were filled with deep anger, so fierce that it was terrifying.
He took off his silver-rimmed glasses, casually tossed them onto the table, picked up a pen, and signed his name.
"As you wish."
Shen Shuang's delicate fingertips curled up.
"I'll wait for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning," Shen Shuangmiao reminded her.
Zhu Jin closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and ignored her.
Shen Shuangmiao turned to leave, but suddenly stopped.
There's really nothing to say between them.
At this point, Shen Shuangmiao only wanted to know one thing.
She pursed her lips, turned around, and asked softly, "Zhu Jin, can I know? When did you stop loving me?"
Zhu Jin's eyes darkened slightly as he gripped the pen tightly, the tip of which had somehow pierced his palm.
He said calmly, "How dare you ask such a question, Shen Shuangmiao? Don't you know what you did two years ago?"
Shen Shuangmiao's face was pale.
yes.
Even after Zhu Jin returned, she still couldn't figure out her place and shamelessly followed behind him, hoping to become the young mistress of the Zhu family.
She also ruined Zhu Jin and Zhou Wu's engagement party.
She used her victimhood as leverage to force Zhu Jin to marry her out of gratitude.
But she thought Zhu Jin was unwilling to marry into the family.
She thought that Zhu Jin would be happy to marry her.
Shen Shuangmiao gave a bitter smile: "Okay, I understand."
She turned and opened the office door, leaving without looking back.
Zhao Dong's expression was complicated. He was shocked to see that she no longer had the divorce agreement in her hand.
"Did President Zhu sign it too?"
Shen Shuangmiao nodded slightly.
Zhao Dong said anxiously, "Madam, President Zhu actually..."
Before he could finish speaking, a chilling threat came from the office.
Shut your mouth!
Zhao Dong was so frightened that he pursed his lips and dared not utter another word.
Shen Shuangmiao didn't care and didn't turn around.
She walked downstairs, strolling through the luxurious and brightly lit building.
After getting married, she rarely appeared here.
Zhu Jin wouldn't let her come, complaining that the matter of her forcing marriage was always being gossiped about.
This should be the last time she comes.
From now on, Zhu Jin will no longer have to worry about having a troublesome person who knows he is an illegitimate child and keeps bothering him.
As Shen Shuangmiao stepped out of the company's glass door and got into the car, she resisted the urge to look back.
She got into the car and said without hesitation, "To Mu Shuang's studio."
From the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor, a cold gaze watched the car drive away.
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