Chapter 1 Your Husband
Shen Congyu didn't expect to see Jiang Xilin again in such an embarrassing situation.
It was a rare rain in Haicheng at the end of December.
Chen Congyu came back after many years. As soon as he stepped into the living room, a teacup hit him in the face.
"You came back knowing your father had died, waiting to divide the inheritance, right?"
Her father's second wife rushed up and pointed at Shen Congyu and cursed her for bad luck.
The teacup hit Chen Congyu's shoulder. She frowned, but her tone was indifferent, "What else?"
Adding fuel to the fire.
The other party raised his hand to hit her, but someone nearby stopped him, and his delicate long nails still scratched behind Shen Congyu's ear.
Amidst the shoving and pushing, she vaguely saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Looking closely, it turned out to be Jiang Xilin.
He stood on a few stairs, tall and indifferent, his eyes cast down indifferently at the chaos. The face she had caressed countless times was expressionless, and his eyes were so cold that it seemed as if the place he looked at would freeze in the next second.
The mess around her was a joke. He just watched from a distance and quickly left.
Chen Congyu suddenly felt pain on her scratched skin.
When someone came to rescue her, Shen Congyu left the living room and was arranged to rest in the guest room.
She heard people talking about why Jiang Xilin came here.
"It seems his future mother-in-law and Old Shen are old classmates. He must be here to visit his girlfriend's family because of this."
"Otherwise, do you think he would condescend to come here? He has nothing to do with the Shen family."
Yes, Jiang Xilin is no longer the poor boy he used to be.
No one knew that she had been married to him, but they had divorced.
It really doesn't matter now.
Chen Congyu pushed open the door of the guest room and went in. She smelled the smell of cigarette smoke in the room first. She looked over and was stunned again.
Jiang Xilin was leaning against the window looking at his phone.
She subconsciously stopped and prepared to leave.
Jiang Xilin suddenly said: "Come in and close the door."
Chen Congyu held the door handle and didn't intend to listen to him. She lowered her head slightly and stepped back.
“Tsk.”
Jiang Xilin strode over, pushed the door shut, and locked it under Shen Congyu's gaze.
The lock tongue fell with a 'click' sound, waking up Shen Congyu, who reached out to open the door.
The ring on the ring finger is so plain, yet it shines so brightly.
Jiang Xilin grabbed her wrist.
He pulled Shen Congyu, ignoring her struggles, and threw her on the edge of the bed, pressing his palms tightly on her thin shoulders to prevent her from getting up.
Chen Congyu lowered her eyes, "I walked into the wrong room."
Jiang Xilin's eyes swept over her from top to bottom, finally stopping at her face.
"Where's your husband?"
Chen Congyu's breathing stagnated, "He is still abroad."
"You didn't even come back after your father-in-law passed away?" Jiang Xilin's words were filled with pointed sarcasm. "It seems the man you chose isn't that great either."
Chen Congyu knew who he was actually satirizing.
But she could only pretend not to understand.
"He's not in good health and can't fly."
In fact, she escaped back. Chen Yao did not agree with her leaving him, and he had been monitoring her for several years.
But how can I tell Jiang Xilin about this?
She divorced him, then got married to another man, but they ended up separating. She didn't know how he would humiliate her.
It's not much better now.
Her pale face seemed to arouse his interest. He gripped her shoulders tightly with his hands and forcefully pushed her onto the bed.
Whenever she struggled, he would free one of his hands and restrain both of her wrists, squeezing them so hard that it hurt.
After not seeing her for a few years, he had grown taller and more robust. The difference in size was obvious, and it was easy for him to pinch her.
"Let me go."
Jiang Xilin completely ignored him, his voice clear and cold, "Is your husband abusing you?"
Shen Congyu froze, and her breathing became shallow.
Then he continued with malicious intent, "It looks like there's not much meat left. Can't you afford to eat?"
"None of your business."
When Shen Congyu tried to get up, Jiang Xilin suddenly increased the strength he used to suppress her, almost crushing her wrist bones.
He reached down with his other hand, his aura was very low, and he spoke gloomily, like an evil ghost coming to collect a debt from her.
"How come it's none of my business? It's normal to ridicule a bad woman, especially you."
His fingertips were like sharp blades, cutting through her defenses and piercing into her softest part.
Chen Congyu's face turned pale and he struggled violently.
"Jiang Xilin! Don't touch me..."
But the more she moved, the stronger Jiang Xilin's grip on her became. He was deliberately trying to make her uncomfortable, touching the areas where she reacted most strongly.
Chen Congyu couldn't break free, her face looked very painful, but her complexion gradually turned red uncontrollably as her body reacted instinctively.
She could only bite her lip and keep silent. She was so disgusted with Jiang Xilin's mean behavior that she wished she could step on his pretty face.
"You won't let me touch you, so what should I do now?" Jiang Xilin pressed her legs with his knees, taking in her reaction, and sarcastically asked, "Doesn't your husband sleep with you?"
She can't stop talking about her husband.
Chen Congyu felt so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe. She spoke slowly, "It has nothing to do with you."
She knew Jiang Xilin didn't like to hear this.
As expected, he seemed to want to torture her to death, while at the same time admiring her complex expression. As he watched, his attitude became more unpredictable.
He seemed to say something to her again, but Shen Congyu didn't hear it clearly. It wasn't a good thing at all, probably calling her a bitch.
Chen Congyu only knew that he was finally willing to stop.
She lay in bed in a mess, her breath still catching, when Jiang Xilin called. He wiped his hands clean and went out with the phone. The moment the door closed, Shen Congyu heard his much gentler voice.
The person looking for him was probably his girlfriend.
…
There was no room for Shen Congyu in the house now, and she was quickly driven away. The villa was built halfway up the mountain, and there was no way to get a taxi when leaving. The ground was damp, the wind was strong, and the leaves rustled. Shen Congyu pressed down the hem of her coat and could only leave on foot.
There was a car parked opposite her in the distance, but she didn't pay any attention to it and didn't know that the person in the car was Jiang Xilin.
He stared at her all the way, as gloomy as a snake staring at its target, waiting for an opportunity to strike, and took the stack of information handed to him by the assistant.
One copy per month, this is the second one this month because Shen Congyu suddenly came back.
The above content is the same as before. Shen Congyu married abroad. Her husband was chosen by her father for her. She dropped out of college and got married directly. The wedding was very grand. After marriage, their relationship was very good. She did not need to go out to work. She was supported by her husband. She usually stayed at home and the focus of her life revolved around her husband.
Jiang Xilin snorted contemptuously from his nose.
No matter how many times he watched it, he wondered if Shen Congyu's brain had been brainwashed by someone, and she was willing to be a full-time wife to such a man?
It's so stupid.
Doesn’t she love to talk about her profession and her ideals in his ear the most?
Is that man really that good?
Jiang Xilin cast his gaze towards the lone figure walking away and threw the information aside.
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