The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

It's 8 a.m. on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Chen Zhizheng is having a nightmare about "three women in one boat". In the dream, Pei Ningxue is holding a scalpel and is about to cut off his "excessive emotions", Lin Wanwan is cheering him on, and Li Zhiyi is holding a law and reading out the verdict.

Then I heard Lin Wanwan's energetic voice.

"Happy New Year, Aunt Zhang! Happy New Year, Uncle Chen! Wishing Aunt Zhang continued youthfulness this year and winning every day at mahjong! Wishing Uncle Chen good health and ever-increasing success!"

Then came Zhang Guifang's voice: "Oh my, Wanwan, you have such a sweet tongue! Come, come, Aunt Zhang has prepared a big red envelope for you, a New Year's gift!"

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang!"

Chen Jun's voice followed: "Wanwan, Uncle has also prepared one for you. Don't overwork yourself when you're out there. If you need anything, just let that brat Chen Zhi run errands for you."

"Okay, Uncle Chen! I'll definitely make Chen Zhi work hard!"

Chen Zhi lay in bed, covering his ears tightly with a pillow.

The difference in treatment is too obvious. Lin Wanwan's status in this family is much higher than Chen Zhi's, their biological son.

Just as Chen Zhi was getting drowsy and preparing to take a nap, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

A gust of cold wind blew in.

Lin Wanwan was wearing a shirt and cardigan sweater underneath, with a black baseball jacket over it, and a black pleated skirt and sheer tights underneath.

"Chen Zhi! Wake up!"

She rushed to the bedside, grabbed the corner of the blanket, and forcefully pulled it back.

Holy crap!

A cold front instantly enveloped him. Chen Zhi, who was only wearing a gray thermal underwear set, was freezing and quickly reached for the blanket.

"Lin Wanwan, are you crazy?! Can't a person get some sleep on the first day of the Lunar New Year?!"

Lin Wanwan held onto the blanket tightly, refusing to let go, while her other hand reached directly into the back of Chen Zhi's neck.

His hand was freezing cold outside, and Chen Zhi yelled and sat up.

"Are you awake? If not, I'll give you another chill!" Lin Wanwan smiled brightly.

Chen Zhi was fully awake.

Chen Zhi rubbed his neck and glared at Lin Wanwan: "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Lin Wanwan sat directly on the edge of the bed, her two slender legs dangling in mid-air. She raised her chin and stretched her hand out in front of Chen Zhi.

"Enough with the nonsense, wish me a Happy New Year! Give me your red envelope!"

Chen Zhi yawned and reached under his pillow to rummage around.

He had prepared everything before going to bed last night, knowing that this girl would definitely come and plunder today.

He took out a red paper packet and handed it to Lin Wanwan. "Take this quickly and don't bother me. I want to go back to sleep."

Lin Wanwan squeezed the red envelope in her hand, her brows furrowing.

"So thin?"

She tore open the seal in front of Chen Zhi and poured the contents into her hand.

Six red 100-yuan bills fluttered lightly onto the bed sheet.

Lin Wanwan stared at the six hundred yuan in disbelief, then looked up at Chen Zhi: "Chen Zhi, you're a big boss now, and you give your girlfriend six hundred yuan on the first day of the Lunar New Year?"

"Do you understand what 'sixes bring good fortune' means?" Chen Zhi leaned against the headboard with an air of self-righteousness. "It's called auspicious symbolism. Besides, all my money is tied up in the company account; even a landlord doesn't have surplus grain."

Actually, he still had several million in pocket money in his account, but when dealing with Lin Wanwan, feigning poverty was always the most effective tactic.

Sure enough, Lin Wanwan pouted and folded the six hundred yuan into her skirt pocket.

"So stingy."

Lin Wanwan muttered something, then fumbled behind her back for a while and pulled out a pink envelope.

The envelope also had a heart-shaped sealing wax stamp on it.

"Here, since your performance was passable, this is a reward from me." Lin Wanwan handed over the envelope, her ears slightly red and her eyes darting away.

Chen Zhi took the envelope.

The envelope was very light, and it didn't look like it contained any money.

"What is this? You didn't send me an IOU, did you?"

Chen Zhi complained as he tore off the sealing wax seal.

There was indeed no money inside, only a pink cardstock.

The edge of the cardstock was decorated with a circle of small flowers drawn with colored pens, and a simple pig was drawn in the center.

Next to the little pig, there is a line of neat and beautiful words: This coupon can be redeemed for one kiss.

At the very bottom, there is a line of smaller print: The final interpretation right belongs to Lin Wanwan.

Chen Zhi stared at the card for two seconds, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Lin Wanwan, what the hell did you draw? Why does this pig have four nostrils?"

"Those are eyes!" Lin Wanwan cried out, lunging forward to snatch them away. "Do you want them or not! Give them back to me!"

Chen Zhi held the card high, avoiding her hand.

"Of course I want it, why wouldn't I?" Chen Zhi held the card in his hand and waved it, looking at Lin Wanwan. "But Lin, you're being too stingy! Only once? What can you do with that?"

Lin Wanwan raised her chin and gave a soft snort.

"Of course! I'm practically a top-tier singer now, and my appearance fee is very high. You should be grateful if you get this one chance."

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow: "If I don't use this coupon, does that mean I can't kiss you anymore?"

Lin Wanwan crossed her arms and nodded solemnly: "That's right, from now on, without coupons, any form of physical contact is strictly prohibited."

"What if I want to kiss you?"

"Hmph." Lin Wanwan leaned closer, her face full of smugness. "If you beg me sincerely and say a few nice things, I might reluctantly let you kiss me."

Seeing her smug look, Chen Zhi decided to teach her a lesson.

He suddenly threw off the covers and got out of bed wearing only his thermal underwear.

Lin Wanwan was startled and shrank back, saying, "What are you doing? Why are you getting out of bed in this cold weather?"

Chen Zhi ignored her and walked straight to the bedroom door.

He grasped the doorknob, gave it a gentle push, and closed the door tightly.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp "click" sounded.

The door was locked from the inside.

Hearing the sound of the lock clicking shut, Lin Wanwan suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

She gripped the bedsheets with both hands, looked at Chen Zhi who had turned around and was walking towards her, and stammered, "Why...why did you suddenly close the door? Aunt Zhang is still outside..."

Chen Zhi casually tossed the pink kiss coupon onto the desk and approached the bedside step by step.

He placed his hands on the mattress on either side of Lin Wanwan's body, encircling her between himself and the headboard.

The distance between them instantly closed, their breaths mingling.

Chen Zhi looked down at her, his eyes filled with a hint of aggression.

"You just said that you'll need a voucher to kiss me from now on?"

Lin Wanwan swallowed hard, forcing herself to remain composed: "Yes...yes."

"Do I have to beg you to kiss me?"

"That...that's for sure..."

Chen Zhi chuckled softly, his voice low and deep.

"I want to try it out, is it okay without the coupon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhi lowered his head and immediately attacked.

"Ugh—"

Lin Wanwan's eyes widened instantly.

She subconsciously raised her hand and pushed against Chen Zhi's chest twice. But that little bit of force was like tickling Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi took the opportunity to grab her wrist and press it onto the blanket, while his other hand wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into his arms.

The moment their lips touched, Lin Wanwan's body stiffened at first, but quickly softened.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Her hand, which had been pressed against Chen Zhi's chest, slowly loosened and instead grabbed the hem of his clothes.

The bedroom was extremely quiet; the only sound was the two of them breathing.

Chen Zhi originally only wanted to scare Lin Wanwan, but when he touched those two soft breasts, the fire in his heart burned even more fiercely.

He increased the force.

Lin Wanwan was breathless from his kisses, letting out a few soft whimpers, and could only helplessly tilt her head back to endure it.

"Wanwan's words are indeed sweet," Chen Zhi thought to himself.

The temperature in the room began to rise.

Just when the atmosphere was about to get out of control

"Click click click—"

Suddenly, someone twisted the bedroom doorknob a few times from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Guifang's voice rang in their ears.

"Chen Zhi! Why are you locking the door in broad daylight!"

Upon hearing Zhang Guifang's voice, the two people on the bed instantly jumped away.

Lin Wanwan retreated in a panic, bumping her head on the headboard and wincing in pain.

She frantically straightened her disheveled clothes, breathing softly.

Zhang Guifang was still banging on the door, her voice growing louder and louder: "Is Wanwan in there? You little brat, don't bully her on New Year's Day! Open the door right now!"

Chen Zhi rubbed his face, turned and glared at Lin Wanwan, mouthing, "Consider yourself lucky."

Lin Wanwan grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at him.

Chen Zhiwen caught the pillow steadily, turned around and went to open the door.

As soon as the latch was released, Zhang Guifang pushed the door open and came in.

She was holding a half-chopped celery stalk in her hand, and she looked around the room suspiciously.

Seeing Lin Wanwan sitting on the bed with her face flushed, Zhang Guifang immediately frowned and pointed the celery in her hand directly at Chen Zhi's nose.

"What are you doing? Why are you locking the door?"

Chen Zhi remained calm and composed, casually picking up the pink card on the table and waving it: "Wanwan gave me a New Year's card. She wrote a little secret on it, afraid you'd laugh if you saw it."

Zhang Guifang looked at him with a hint of disbelief, then turned to look at Lin Wanwan.

"Wanwan, did this kid bully you? If he dares to do anything wrong, tell Aunt Zhang, and she'll give him a good thrashing!"

Lin Wanwan quickly waved her hand, her voice still a little groggy: "No... no Aunt Zhang, we were just joking."

"That's good then." Zhang Guifang put away the celery. "Hurry up and get dressed, it's time for lunch."