Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Divorce
At ten o'clock in the evening, the bustling West District bar street begins to bustle. Countless urban beauties step out of luxury cars of various styles, chatting and laughing amidst the lights and feasting, leaving behind their elegant figures.
The scene in Ta Bar, which is always the most lively bar with endless handsome men and beautiful women, has become hot. Today, just like the past, a rich young man has booked the whole place.
Fifteen minutes later, after two warm-up songs, the atmosphere in Ta Bar was completely ignited. Under the colorful and flashing lights, men and women jumped onto the dance floor and screamed to the DJ's huge drum beats.
The door is extremely soundproof, and the occasional deafening sound of revelry that leaks out when it opens and closes is enough to allow people outside to get a glimpse of what a crazy world is inside.
A low-key black business car stopped at the door of Ta Bar.
Even when compared to the various cool convertible supercars parked on the surrounding streets, the top-of-the-line S-Class commercial vehicle is not at all inferior, especially after the car stopped for a moment, the side door opened, and the man got out from inside.
The hem of the purely hand-made black suit is straight and sharp, without a single wrinkle, and even the buttons on the lining are meticulously buttoned to the top, giving him the image of a standard elite gentleman.
The man had a very strong aura and caught the attention of many men and women around him as soon as he got off the car. There was a girl with red lips who had just come out of the bar and was about to have a cigarette. When she saw the face of the man walking towards her, her eyes were instantly fixed on him. She didn't care about the cigarette half-holding in her hand, and she curled the corners of her lips and was about to come forward to chat with him.
The man walked past her with steady steps without even a pause, and as the receptionists on both sides pushed open the door and looked at him with extremely eager eyes, he stepped into the dark vortex of the bar.
"Fuck." The girl who was ignored didn't get angry. She followed the man's back with an obsessed look, "Another top playboy."
After entering Ta Bar, Cheng Shuze walked towards the familiar box. Along the way, he passed countless men and women who came towards him intentionally or unintentionally, and his expression became slightly impatient.
Fortunately, beyond the chaotic dance floor, the half-opened private room was much quieter. This was the best spot in the bar, often reserved by the rich second-generation elite in the club. Not only was the music, which could have shaken people's heads, quieter, but while there were still a lot of women pretending to pass by, few dared to actually approach.
As Cheng Shuze approached, Yang Han, who was sitting carelessly on the soft sofa playing cards with someone, caught a glimpse of him, exclaimed, pushed away the girl sitting in his arms, and hurried to greet him.
"Brother Cheng, why did you come just now? I arrived at 9:30 and have been waiting for you here for most of the day." Although Yang Han was complaining, his tone was extremely joyful.
God knows how hard it is to make an appointment with Brother Cheng since he got married. Either he has to stay up all night at this time or it’s too late at that time. It’s been several years since they had a proper party together.
But from today on everything is different.
Brother Cheng finally regained his freedom and everything was back on track. He no longer had to leave the show halfway because someone had to guard the door on time and he had to go home on his own.
"Go, go, Brother Cheng, please sit down." Yang Han waved his hand, and the girls in bright short skirts who were originally sitting on the soft seats stood up and gave up their seats after seeing that Young Master Yang was so eager to welcome the newcomers.
Yang Han asked Cheng Shuze to sit in his original seat, and he moved next to him. He actively took the Glenfiddich that had just been opened and drunk a whole glass of it himself.
"Brother, drink."
Cheng Shuze glanced at him, and his originally tense and cold brows relaxed slightly. His slender fingers took the wide-mouthed cup, and the mellow aroma of smoked fruits wafted out, and the amber liquid swayed gently in the glassy crystal cup.
"Why, you've been coming to this store for so many years, and you're still interested?" The man's voice was lazy. He held the wine glass in his right hand and raised his left hand to loosen the taut top buckle.
Yang Han smiled: "Of course not, I am no match for you. There is no one at home to support me, so I have to go out and find a place to spend the long night."
"Besides, I'm not here to have fun tonight. We're here to celebrate, Brother Cheng, for being single again after two long years of marriage. Such a big day must be celebrated in a big way."
Yang Han looked much more excited than Cheng Shuze, who had just divorced. He raised his chin towards the pretty girls who were still standing beside him.
"Today we celebrate Young Master Cheng's return to being single. He's treating us to the whole party. Why don't you offer a toast to Young Master Cheng?"
There was a clever girl who had been eager to make a move but had never dared to step forward. Upon hearing Yang Han's suggestion, she smiled sweetly and sat down next to Cheng Shuze, saying in a coquettish voice, "Mr. Cheng..."
Although she didn't know the man in front of her, anyone who could be worthy of being called "Brother" by Young Master Yang with such respect could only be someone more powerful than Young Master Yang in the circle. Moreover, this rich young man was so young, handsome, and single. No matter who was in front of him, his heart would be moved.
As for the recent divorce...
What's divorce?
Who in this circle hasn't been divorced a few times these days? It's common to see fifty-year-old men with a bunch of mistresses outside, not to mention these second-generation young masters who can make girls fight for them.
With Cheng Shuze around, Yang Shao, who was surrounded by girls just now, was instantly ignored. A girl in a sequined halter dress took the initiative and got closer and closer to Cheng Shao. Her extended acrylic nails were about to scratch his suit pants, which were still wrinkle-free and straight even when he sat down.
Cheng Shuze leaned lazily against the back of the sofa without even raising his eyes. At the moment when the girl was about to touch his pants, he handed the unopened wine glass in his hand to her.
"Mr. Cheng, I toast to you."
The girl was quite good at handling things. Of course she had to drink to celebrate. She picked up the wine glass and wanted to get closer to the man. Her tight skirt with a low neckline vaguely revealed her seductive curves.
She was just about to get close to Cheng Shuze, but the man's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was calm but sounded cold.
"Go down."
The girl was stunned. This is fine...
Is it because her way of toasting is wrong?
She didn't move for a moment. The smell of excessive perfume sprayed on her body came, and a trace of impatience flashed between Cheng Shuze's brows.
After all, they were brothers of many years. Yang Han, who was sitting with his feet up beside him, keenly sensed that this moody and difficult-to-please master was about to get upset, and quickly said, "Alright, alright, go have fun. You're not needed here anymore."
The girl looked at Master Cheng's noble face with distinct features, bit her lip and felt a little unwilling, but since the other party had spoken, she couldn't stay here any longer and annoy others. Reluctantly, she put the wine glass in her hand on the textured stone table beside her, blew a last kiss to the two young masters, and walked away charmingly in her high heels.
After the leaders left, the rest of the sisters followed suit.
Yang Han accepted the beautiful woman's air kiss and watched her graceful figure enter the dance floor. His gaze then turned back to his brother Cheng: "Brother Cheng, what happened to you?"
His face was as cold as the Arctic glaciers, and his attire was solemn, unlike his usual carefree and elegant demeanor.
"Alas, people say that marriage is a man's grave. I didn't believe it before, but looking at you like this, it's obvious that you are buried in the ground. All you need is a shovel to bury you." Yang Han sighed.
Young Master Cheng was fine two years ago, but after getting married, he was like a complete loser. He was not allowed to smoke or drink when he went out, and he was curfew when he went back. How come he still insisted on these unfair terms after the divorce?
Yang Han was shocked. "Brother, you're divorced, right? Are you sure you're really getting divorced? You went to the Civil Affairs Bureau this morning to register. It wasn't just a casual announcement."
He only dared to invite people over to play at night after seeing Brother Cheng get divorced. If this was just a little trick played by the young couple, and he took it seriously, the woman in Brother Cheng's family would stab him in the back.
A woman's heart is smaller than a needle tip.
Even if he had just left and pulled others out to celebrate, it would have been the same as starting a war with that young lady. If they ran into each other again, she would definitely point her finger at him and scold him. But since it was for her brothers, he had to stick by her side and not give in even if she scolded him.
Anyway, Brother Cheng is definitely at the top of the other party's blacklist now. He is the one who takes responsibility for everything. I am just a small follower and will not be the main target of their firepower.
"We're divorced, why would I lie to you?" Cheng Shuze said casually, his fingertips intertwined, "The seal will be stamped at 10 o'clock this morning."
Yang Han had an "Oh" expression on his face as if he had suddenly understood something, and he couldn't help but ask, "Then why are you still so heavy-hearted?"
Are there still dress codes for divorce procedures?
With Cheng Ge's outfit, he could go back into the church or directly participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Coupled with his current non-positive aura, he thought that it was only the afternoon before someone else would have to enter the second tomb with him.
Cheng Shuze said: "I just came back from inspecting the project in the western suburbs this afternoon."
Yang Han was stunned. "You're amazing! You just got divorced this morning and you're still in the mood to work this afternoon. When did you become a model worker?"
As a close brother who has grown up with Cheng Shuze and played together, who could know this gentleman better than him?
The eldest young master, born into a wealthy family, always does whatever he wants. It is more common for him to be idle all day and do nothing.
Even though he has gradually started to take over the family business in the past two years, he still thought about going there. If he didn't think about it, then forget it. How could he really tire himself out by rushing around?
This is a playboy in their circle, not a business elite.
Could it be that he's just divorced and is still feeling emotional, so he's using the excuse of inspecting the project to deliberately put on airs?
It shouldn't be.
So they divorced. Although he and his sister-in-law, um, his ex-sister-in-law, Miss Jiang, were a perfect match and lived a happy and harmonious life back then, their feelings have faded now, so it's no big deal if they break up.
These people have complicated business relationships in their families going back several generations. Even if they get divorced, they still remain friends. There is no need to break up unless it is absolutely necessary.
"Brother, you haven't figured out how to explain this to your family yet, have you?"
I guess the only troublesome people are the elders in the family. After all, the two families grew up together. At that time, his marriage to Miss Jiang was decided by the ancestors of both families. Now that they have decided to divorce privately, it is inevitable that it will affect the relationship between the two families, and they can't escape being scolded by the elders.
"What do I have to explain? Jiang Yiyu herself is clamoring for a divorce, can I stop her?" Cheng Shuze sneered, not caring at all.
Jiang Yiyu was begging for a divorce every day, so how could he still say that they could just make do with each other?
If she wants to leave, then let her leave.
Let her do whatever she wants.
Oh, it turns out that Brother Cheng was dumped by Miss Jiang. This is really the style of that young lady.
He actually thought that it was Brother Cheng who broke up first, and he even specially organized a party and had some drinks to celebrate today. But when he thought about his brother being the one who was dumped, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the party.
"By the way, Brother Cheng, have you guys agreed on when to make the news of your divorce public? Guess what? This morning, that guy surnamed Ling actually had the audacity to come to me and ask if you were really divorced."
"Ling?" Cheng Shuze's eyes narrowed.
"That's the guy," Yang Han quickly reminded Cheng, thinking he had blocked him for years and forgotten about him. "Ling Jingzhi. The guy who was always chasing Sister Jiang in high school. Later he went abroad, and recently returned to China for some reason. It just so happened that he came to ask for news when you and Sister Jiang were having this thing happen."
Cheng Shuze pressed his brows hard and searched through his memory for the second young master Ling.
Back in high school, Ling Jingzhi had indeed been quite attentive to Jiang Yiyun, to the point where they'd even had a fistfight that nearly became a campus legend. But Jiang Yiyun hadn't paid him much attention. After graduating, Ling Jingzhi went abroad, his presence diminished. He and Jiang Yiyun got engaged and married, and he'd long forgotten all about their high school days.
It's been a few years, but he's still as sticky as a dog-skin plaster. Cheng Shuze felt a faint sense of irritation in his heart, but his face remained calm: "What did he ask?"
"He just wants to poach me." Yang Han secretly observed his brother Cheng's expression, "But don't worry, brother Cheng, even if you two get divorced, Sister Jiang probably won't like him. I told him to give up this idea and get out as soon as possible."
"But don't overthink it, brother. With your conditions, even if you want to find a woman to remarry, it won't take long." Yang Han thought Cheng Shuze was considering future business dealings. "Although it might be difficult to find someone suitable like the Jiang family, who grew up together and know each other well, if you lower your standards, there are plenty of girls for you to choose from."
As the former leader of the playboys in the circle, he could date any girl he wanted. He wouldn't end up hanging himself on a tree in the Jiang family.
Although Miss Jiang is their unanimously recognized goddess, their Brother Cheng is not inferior at all. If you really talk about it, the current financial situation of the Cheng family is much richer than that of the Jiang family.
Cheng Shuze half closed his eyes and listened to Yang Han nagging in his ear. The scene in the morning when Jiang Yiyu took the purple-red certificate, looked at him, and then left in a car in high heels without looking back reappeared in front of him.
divorce……
He didn't think much of it at the time. Jiang Yiyu was just throwing a tantrum and wanted to get more certificates. They had been childhood sweethearts since they were kids and finally got married, and that was all recognized by everyone in the circle.
It's just a certificate and it won't change any established facts.
But when Cheng Shuze heard Yang Han mention Ling Jingzhi who had returned to China and nagging him about whether he should be calm when he met his remarried partner in the future or pretend to be calm but actually curse the other person to die early behind his back, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.
What remarriage partner?
Are they really going to get divorced and then get married separately?
Cheng Shuze pushed away Yang Han, who was thinking about how to call his seventh uncle based on his seventh aunt's experience of divorce, remarriage, and even regretting and remarrying once, and stood up.
"Hey, where is Brother Cheng going?" Yang Han, who was speaking enthusiastically, seemed a little confused.
"I'm going back."
"Go back? But it's only now..." Yang Han grabbed the phone he had thrown on the sofa, "It's only just past half past ten?"
Cheng Shuze: "My curfew is at 11 o'clock."
Yang Han: "? Access control? What access control? No, why do you still need to follow the access control after you're divorced? I told you that you shouldn't follow this ridiculous access control before you got divorced. Nightlife just starts at 11 o'clock, okay?"
"And now that you're getting divorced, given Sister Jiang's personality, she'll either move out right away, or..."
Glancing at Cheng Shuze's icy gaze, Yang Han barely managed to utter the second half of his sentence, "I told you to get out of here right here," which got stuck in his throat.
Cheng Shuze ignored him and walked out. He happened to meet a group of friends who had just finished dancing on the dance floor and were walking towards the box with their arms around a hot girl. They were also friends that Yang Han had called over to have fun with them.
Yang Han called them over to play together, but they waited for Cheng Shuze for too long, so they went to run around the field by themselves, and now they just happened to run into him when they came back.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Cheng? You're finally here. We thought you wouldn't come today." Several people greeted him with a smile.
Cheng Shuze nodded coldly and walked past them without stopping, which surprised the young masters.
"Mr. Cheng, are you leaving right after arriving?"
"What's going on? Not playing anymore? Didn't you say you were going to stay up all night to celebrate being single?"
"Who knows? He's probably gone crazy and is going to go home to chase his wife again." Yang Han rolled his eyes and picked up the wine glass on the table that he had just left untouched. He took a big sip himself first, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Wait, didn't we agree to celebrate for you today and you would treat us? You just left like that and I have to pay the bill? Hey!" Yang Han stretched his neck and yelled at his brother Cheng's back, only to get an extremely cold and ruthless response from the other party without even turning his head.
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