Shen Jinmo was completely enraged: "Lu Zhiwei, if you hate me, just say so! You don't need to be so euphemistic if you want me dead."
"No, no, it's not as serious as you say. I'm just getting a divorce, not widowed," Lu Zhiwei said, stopping her joke.
He likes gentle and obedient women.
She lived that kind of life for three years.
But he never knew that she was originally such a free-spirited and flamboyant person.
"I'm going upstairs to rest." Seeing that he was no longer speaking, Lu Zhiwei left Shen Jinmo and went upstairs.
Shen Jinmo's cell phone suddenly rang; it was a call from the sanatorium.
He glanced at Lu Zhiwei's slender back, picked up his phone, and went out of the living room to the backyard to answer it.
“Mr. Shen, Miss Xia’s emotions are very unstable. She only calms down when she sees paintings. We need to find Rose, the painter who can heal the soul, as soon as possible.”
The caller was the doctor who was in charge of Xia Wanying's rehabilitation training.
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible." Shen Jinmo hung up the phone and rubbed his temples.
Back in the master bedroom upstairs.
The bed in the master bedroom was still neatly made, indicating that no one had slept there.
Shen Jinmo went to the guest room, but she wasn't there.
Finally, on the sofa in the study, they found Lu Zhiwei curled up in a small ball, covered with a thin blanket.
Her long, black hair cascaded down the sofa to the floor.
He looked down at her and asked, "Why don't you sleep in the master bedroom?"
Lu Zhiwei sat up and rubbed her eyes.
It's really unpleasant to be woken up right after falling asleep.
Before she met Shen Jinmo, given her temper, she would have thrown a pillow at her long ago.
But looking at Shen Jinmo's face, which always made her heart flutter no matter how many times she saw it, Lu Zhiwei held back: "We're getting a divorce anyway, it's not appropriate for us to sleep in the same bed anymore."
"Didn't you feel it was inappropriate for you to be moaning under me just now?"
"That was before we reached a divorce agreement. If you had told me beforehand, I definitely wouldn't have been moaning under you," Lu Zhiwei sneered.
Shen Jinmo lifted her up, and the petite Lu Zhiwei crashed directly into his strong chest.
He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "So, whose body do you want to moan under?"
She seems to be getting more and more disobedient, especially after he agreed to divorce her.
It was as if a seal had been broken from her body, and everything became different.
“From now on, anyone is fine,” Lu Zhiwei said with a smile.
Shen Jinmo's face completely collapsed. He shoved Lu Zhiwei aside and slammed the door as he left.
Lu Zhiwei, who had slumped onto the sofa, shook her head and smiled. She tidied her messy long hair, sat down in front of the computer, turned it on, and opened a document.
An hour later.
She opened the desk drawer and took a set of keys from inside.
Under the cover of night.
She left the marriage castle she had spent three years building for herself.
Entering the city.
Lu Zhiwei went into a hair salon alone and cut off her long, black hair.
After being cut to ear length and styled by the hairdresser, she transformed from a gentle and charming young woman into a dashing and confident mature woman.
She always complained that her long hair was in the way, but Shen Jinmo liked it.
Stepping out of the stylist shop, Lu Zhiwei had already changed her outfit, facing the evening breeze.
The white retro dress she was wearing has been transformed into a black leather jacket paired with ripped jeans and Dr. Martens boots.
He tossed his neat short hair and put on his safety helmet.
He rode the motorcycle he had taken from the villa's garage.
This car is a treasured possession of Shen Jinmo, and he never lets anyone touch it.
She'd been thinking about it for a long time.
She slept with him for three years, and all she got in return was a car; that's not unreasonable.
...
Yunshan Circuit.
Lu Zhiwei appeared at the starting line as a temporary participant.
The racers next to me were all rich young men from wealthy families in Yunzhou City.
Shen Jiarui wore a white helmet and a matching racing suit. His motorcycle had been modified for millions of dollars, making it incredibly cool.
He glanced at Lu Zhiwei on the track beside him and sneered mockingly, "A female rider? Here to die?"
The other person was covered by a helmet, so their face was not visible.
All you can see is that this woman has a hot body and short hair.
He simply couldn't reconcile the woman in front of him with his dignified and virtuous sister-in-law.
Shen Jiarui has a distinctive, husky voice.
Lu Zhiwei recognized his voice.
He is Shen Jinmo's cousin, with a wide range of interests, and spends his days doing nothing but idleness. He is the most typical spendthrift playboy in Yunzhou.
Lu Zhiwei remained silent in the face of his provocation.
"Young Master Shen, look at the old bike she's riding. It's an old model from years ago. It's not even as good as one of your wheels. How can she possibly win?" someone interjected.
Shen Jiarui then turned his attention to the bicycle that Lu Zhiwei was riding.
This car... it looks so familiar.
Like his older brother's limited edition "Wind Shadow," which has always been locked in the garage, he has asked him for it several times but has not been able to get it.
"Hahaha." Several young men nearby laughed in succession.
"She won because of her looks. Take off your helmet. If she's pretty, we'll let her have her way a little."
Some people even started whistling.
Lu Zhiwei took off her gloves and helmet, brushed her short hair, which was ruffled by the wind, and revealed a charming face to everyone.
Shen Jiarui was stunned. "Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law? You... How did you get here?" He began to stammer.
His sister-in-law stays at home all day, acting as a dutiful full-time housewife for her brother.
The Shen family all said that this woman was good for nothing except sleeping with the eldest brother, so how could she know how to race cars?
Lu Zhiwei's cold, beautiful red lips curled slightly as she glanced at Shen Jiarui: "Are you looking for death?"
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