The autumn wind, wrapped in the last bit of restlessness of late summer, swept across the entire Jiangjing City.
In a private luxury club, three well-dressed young men were chatting while holding golf clubs.
The young man standing in the middle had his delicate eyebrows slightly raised, a ray of golden light fell on his watery black eyes, his lips were red and his teeth were white, making him look exceptionally bright.
As he swung the club, the young man showed an agile figure, with a beautiful waist extending to the legs, slender proportions, and thin and white ankles sticking out.
“Is the ball pretty?”
Wen Zhi raised his hand with satisfaction, shielding the sunlight, and asked the two friends beside him.
Ming Yantang and Qiao Juan looked at each other and asked at the same time: "Mr. Wen, do you really want to divorce Si Mingchen?"
Wen Zhi snorted, put away his golf club, and leaned lazily on a white European-style chair beside him.
"Well, divorce."
Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi's legal partner. He is currently the chairman of Si Sheng Group, a frequent guest of financial magazines, and a well-known financial tycoon.
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Ming Yantang was very confused: "Are you crazy? Without Si Mingchen, how long can your Wen family last? I heard that your old man has listened to your stepmother's pillow talk in recent years and has lost money on every project he invested in. If it weren't for Si Mingchen's help, your family would have gone bankrupt long ago. If you divorce him, your father will probably kick you out of the house in a rage."
Wen Zhi picked up the coffee, looked at the smooth and soft lawn in the distance, and said disdainfully: "The purity is a little lacking, the acidity is weird, it doesn't taste good."
Ming Yantang was speechless for a while.
Four years ago, the Wen family encountered a financial crisis and Wen Zhi’s father, Wen Qishan, turned gray overnight.
Although Wen Qishan has been focusing all his attention on his stepmother Wen Zhi in recent years, it has not been easy for Wen Qishan to raise him since Wen Zhi's mother passed away more than ten years ago. It just so happened that the wealthy Si family proposed a marriage, and he agreed.
Wen Zhi is certainly not someone who can be manipulated by others. The main reason why he agreed to this marriage is that he has been secretly in love with Si Mingchen for a long time.
In his first year of high school, Wen Zhi transferred to Si Mingchen's high school. Because of his arrogant personality and wealthy family, he didn't have any good friends at first. After class, he would often stare out the window alone.
It was an afternoon. Si Mingchen, who was a representative of the high school sports meet, had just finished the honor guard training and happened to appear under the window next to Wen Zhi.
Si Mingchen, who was holding a flag, was lowering his head to adjust his cuffs. The small part of his arms that was exposed looked thin and strong, and his long legs were slender and straight under the trim of his suit pants. He had an outstanding temperament and did not look like a green high school student at all.
Wen Zhi just took a quick glance and fell in love with her at first sight. He admitted that he was a face lover, and from that day on he began to pay close attention to Si Mingchen, beginning a year-long ill-fated relationship.
Si Mingchen's cousin is Wen Zhi's childhood sweetheart, so the process of them getting to know each other was not difficult.
Si Mingchen was very pitiful at that time because his parents died in a car accident and his family property was controlled by his uncle with bad intentions. He was forced to live in school during the winter vacation.
When Wen Zhi found out, he felt so heartbroken.
On New Year's Eve that year, Wen Zhi hummed "Good Days" while taking the dough kneading tools back to the room, cooked a big pot of dumplings for Si Mingchen, and secretly climbed over the wall to find him at school.
Si Mingchen was silent for a long time when he saw him holding the dumplings.
But Si Mingchen ate all 50 dumplings.
Later, he became more and more familiar with Si Mingchen.
After class, he would stick to Si Mingchen to help him with his lessons.
On weekends, he would pester Si Mingchen to help him go fishing.
When he mustered up the courage to write a love letter to Simingchen, he received a rejection reply. The reason was that the other party had someone in his heart and liked Jiang Chengshu, the school idol at that time.
From then on, Wen Zhi's secret love ended in vain. After performing a piece of crazy literature, he childishly blocked all contact information of Si Mingchen. In the second half of senior year, Si Mingchen went abroad to study, and the two never had any contact since then.
Many years later, the Wen family’s capital chain was damaged and they were on the verge of bankruptcy. Wen Zhi didn't expect that he would suddenly receive Si Mingchen's marriage proposal at this time.
Perhaps that secret love had not completely died out after all, and overnight it filled more and more of his heart like a weed on fire.
A month later, the two got married.
So far, it has been four years.
"Wen Zhi, what are you thinking?" Qiao Juan's voice brought Wen Zhi back from his memories.
After coming to his senses, Wen Zhi began to complain: "You don't understand my pain. Compared to going home every day to face his icy face, paying taxes every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and talking to him every day is like talking to a robot, living on the streets is better than now."
Ming Yantang pointed at his watch and said, "Despite this, I still advise you to think carefully. Think about your two large cabinets of watches worth tens of millions, think about your limited edition supercars that you own a different one every month, and think about your luxury homes all over the country. With your current status in the entertainment industry, it will be difficult for you to maintain your luxury cars after the divorce."
Qiao Juan rolled his eyes and said to Ming Yantang, "After the divorce, these things may not be given to Wen Zhi."
Unable to bear the two's finishing blows, Wen Zhi retorted: "The fortune teller said that I will definitely become an invincible superstar in the universe in the future."
Ming Yantang was speechless: "Fortune tellers can only deceive rich second-generations like you who have an underdeveloped cerebellum."
Wen Zhi: “…”
There is no way to continue chatting today.
Wearing a windbreaker and holding the divorce agreement in hand, Wen Zhi prepared to leave for Si Sheng Group.
After getting in the car, he put on sunglasses and blew kisses to the two of them: "Wait for my good news. We will have a single party tomorrow night to celebrate my return to being single."
Ming Yantang and Qiao Juan looked at each other helplessly. With Si Mingchen's methods, Wen Zhi would probably be kicked out of the house. They don't want to cry with Wen Zhi tomorrow night.
The Koenigsegg supercar was speeding on the road, with the divorce agreement quietly placed in the passenger seat.
I forgot to mention that when he married Si Mingchen, they did not sign a prenuptial agreement or have their property notarized. Therefore, it should be impossible for him to leave the house with nothing after filing for divorce.
But the divorce agreement proposed by Wen Zhi is not much different from leaving the house with nothing. Except for the manor by the river, he doesn't want a penny of the rest.
Over the years, all of Wen Qishan's messes were cleaned up by Si Mingchen. Although the two families had a business marriage, the Wen family really had never given the Si family any help or benefits.
In other words, Si Mingchen was unlucky for marrying him. Moreover, Si Mingchen treated him very well and gave him the best, except love.
Not long ago, when he returned home, he accidentally heard his stepmother whispering in Wen Qishan's ear.
The gist of it is that they have set their sights on Si Mingchen's shares in Yueyang Real Estate and want to demand them from him on the pretext of a dowry. The most outrageous thing is that after they get the shares, they plan to carry out a series of suicidal behaviors and use Si Mingchen's name to write blank checks to their long-admired partners.
If Wen Zhi hadn't remembered the kindness of Wen Qishan in raising him, he would have wanted to rush in and knock on Wen Qishan's head to see what was inside.
Over the years, Wen Zhi has seen Wen Qishan's stubbornness, which has reached the point of obsession, and no persuasion is of any use.
In order to make them give up this idea, Wen Zhi thought about divorcing Si Mingchen. Without this burden like him, Si Mingchen's burden would be less.
This idea had just come to my mind. But not long ago, Si Mingchen's white moonlight Jiang Chengshu returned to China.
Jiang Chengshu is the young master of the Jiang family. He has been proficient in art since childhood. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is a famous talent in Jiangjing City.
Everyone had heard that Jiang Chengshu went abroad to study and settle down there and would never come back, but for some unknown reason he suddenly returned to China recently. If Wen Zhi hadn't seen the photo in the circle of friends of Si Mingchen and Jiang Chengshu's mutual friend, he wouldn't even know about it.
After they got married, although they were just a couple in name only, Si Mingchen never stayed overnight outside, and even if he had to work overtime, he would always inform Wen Zhi in advance.
But that day, Si Mingchen did not return home all night.
Wen Zhi admitted that he felt jealous the moment he saw the group photo.
The scene of being rejected many years ago still comes to mind clearly. Although Jiang Chengshu and Si Mingchen looked normal in the photo and there was no communication between them, there were even three people between them. But the shadow of his youth played a role, and he felt that there was a hint of unwillingness in Si Mingchen's eyes, which made him particularly suitable for Jiang Chengshu.
Wen Zhi couldn't help but think wildly. Could it be that after Si Mingchen met his first love Bai Yueguang, he started to feel annoyed and was no longer a free man? Shouldn't he be sensible and pack up his things to make room for them?
Looking at the photo, Wen Zhi sighed that ten years later, Jiang Chengshu was still as handsome as ever. Although his looks were not as good as hers, his temperament was like a gentle gentleman, a typical cold beauty.
Talking about this matter, Wen Zhi found it even more ridiculous.
Once, after he married Si Mingchen, he expected Si Mingchen to fall in love with him, and in order to please him, he even played the role of a cold beauty.
He admitted that this behavior was very servile, but his personality has continued to this day.
He is an actor, and acting in his marriage life can be regarded as a way to improve his acting skills. If he wins an Oscar one day, he will definitely buy a banner for Si Mingchen.
These memories brought mixed emotions to Wen Zhi.
In the car, he silently played a song "Leaving Is the Best Choice" for himself and gradually choked up with sobs at the sad melody.
Now that Jiang Chengshu is back, it's time for him as an actor to make his final exit. Let the two of them perform the rest of the script.
"You bastard, since you've been nice to me over the years, I'm giving you a divorce agreement as a gift on your 28th birthday."
Wen Zhi was so moved by his own kind-hearted heart that he sobbed while driving.
Parking in the parking lot of Si Sheng Group, Wen Zhi took out a mirror and wiped away the tears.
Even though he is divorced, he is still the most handsome bachelor.
Stepping on the smooth and clean marble tiles, Wen Zhi put on a mask and a baseball cap and stepped into the elevator.
For four years, only people in the circle knew that he was married to Si Mingchen.
In addition to the influence of his job as a celebrity, he protects his personal privacy very well. Fans only know that his family conditions are relatively good, and they know nothing else.
Si Mingchen's office was on the top floor. Wen Zhi looked at the scenery getting smaller and smaller beneath his feet, and his hands holding the divorce agreement began to sweat.
After today, he will truly say goodbye to Si Mingchen. Will Si Mingchen be with Jiang Chengshu immediately after divorcing him? Or can't wait to get married?
Will he be invited to the wedding?
He should be able to be a model ex, not get drunk or say stupid things, and just quietly wish them the best.
After this matter is over, he will work hard on his career and try to fulfill his mother's last wish as soon as possible and perform the script on the screen.
By then, he will be a famous star in the universe, and it should be more than enough for him to support his old boss.
There are so many handsome guys in the entertainment industry, and there are also stars who have better bodies and prettier faces than Si Mingchen. It would be great to meet someone you like and have a passionate love affair.
Wen Zhi blinked her moist eyes, raised her head and stepped out of the elevator.
Si Mingchen's secretary is named Wen. Everyone calls him Special Assistant Wen. He is also the only company employee who has had contact with Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi's sudden visit surprised Assistant Wen. After all, in his memory, the relationship between this Young Master Wen and his boss was very weak, and they even rarely communicated and chatted when sitting in the car at the same time. They were like superficial partners who did not interfere with each other.
"Good afternoon, Master Wen." Assistant Wen took him through the gate and walked to the door of the chairman's office. "President Si is inside. Please come in."
Wen Zhi said thank you and gently pushed open the office door.
Si Mingchen was working at a low-key black desk. The dusk fell through the glass on the straight and crisp suit. The man was as cold and white as jade, with deep eyebrows and eyes. His beautiful and slender fingers were leisurely flipping through the documents. There was not a trace of superfluous emotion in his deep facial features.
Despite having seen it for many years, Wen Zhi still gets bewitched.
His eyes fell on the other's thin lips. Wen Zhi remembered that when they were affectionate, Si Mingchen seemed to never kiss his lips, and when he was aroused, he would only bite his earlobes and kiss his eyes and hair.
For a moment, Wen Zhi abused the male protagonist of the article, and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs all ached.
There was no movement from the other side. Si Mingchen finally raised his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face when he saw Wen Zhi.
"Wen Zhi."
Si Mingchen frowned slightly, subconsciously glanced at his phone, and after finding that there was no missed call from Wen Zhi, he stood up and walked towards Wen Zhi.
Si Mingchen is 190cm tall when he puts on shoes. No matter how ordinary the suit is, it looks like high-end custom-made on him and is very dazzling.
Wen Zhi lowered his eyes, clutched the divorce agreement, and said calmly, "I have something to ask you."
Due to years of habit, every time he faces Si Mingchen, he will act cold and aloof, with quiet manners and a calm expression.
Si Mingchen's eyes fell on the folder in his hand and he glanced at his watch: "Have you eaten?"
Wen Zhi: “Yeah.”
The two men sat opposite each other on the sofa, the atmosphere was as quiet as ever, much like strangers who were about to discuss business.
The weather is bad today. Although it is early spring, it is still very cold. It's fine when there's sunshine in the morning, but the temperature suddenly drops by several degrees in the afternoon, so the indoor heater needs to be turned on at all times.
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi**'s ankle for a moment and turned up the temperature in the room.
"Prepare a cup of chocolate milk tea."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
Familiar conversations, familiar interactions.
Wen Zhi held the hot milk tea in his hand, feeling increasingly confused.
The milk tea has a rich, sweet flavor, which is his favorite taste.
Since childhood, he has been very resistant to bitter things. Drinking a mouthful of medicine can take half his life. He is very delicate. Not only Si Mingchen knew this, but their friends also knew it.
Fifteen minutes had passed since the two of them sat down. But Si Mingchen did not ask Wen Zhi what was going on. Instead, he just kept looking at him and waited quietly.
This way of getting along is the norm for two people. Sometimes on weekends when Si Mingchen was resting at home, he would sit next to Wen Zhi and read quietly.
Over the years, they have never quarreled, never argued, and even rarely had the chance to chat. This way of getting along may be normal for friends. But for couples, it is extremely abnormal. Wen Zhi thought, this might be what a loveless marriage looks like.
Maybe after Si Mingchen met Jiang Chengshu, he would whisper to each other during the break. They would watch movies together and discuss the plot intimately. We would go hiking, camping and have bonfire parties together on weekends.
Si Mingchen will realize all his beautiful ideas before marriage with another person.
Wen Zhi suddenly felt like he was suffocating and couldn't breathe.
"Si Mingchen." He called out, his voice becoming hoarse uncontrollably, and the calm and relaxed energy just now completely dissipated.
"Yeah." Si Mingchen looked at him.
"We are not suitable for each other, let's get a divorce."
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