I just got divorced, and a rich and beautiful woman dragged me to get a marriage certificate.

Liu Xin wanted to argue, but Chen Mo stopped him.

"Why argue with them? It's a waste of your time."

"Come on, I'll treat you to a foot massage later!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xin decided not to waste any more words with the two people.

That's true! Old Chen and Wang Fang are divorced, what's the point of arguing? It's a waste of time!

The two prepared to get into the car.

When Wang Fang saw that they were about to run away, she panicked and rushed forward to block Chen Mo's way.

"No! You can't leave! Neither of you are leaving until we explain ourselves clearly!"

Wang Fang spread her arms wide, blocking the car door tightly, her whole body like a wall.

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo, without saying a word, raised his hand and slapped Wang Fang across the face.

"Snapped!"

Wang Fang was stunned by the beating.

She covered her face, her eyes wide open like saucers, her mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

"You...you hit me? Chen Mo, how dare you hit me?"

"So what if I hit you? I've wanted to hit you for ages!"

Chen Mo snorted coldly and slapped him across the face again.

"Snapped!"

Wang Fang staggered from the blow, half of her face turning red.

"you--"

She tried to yell again, but Chen Mo didn't tolerate it and slapped her hard across the face.

Wang Fang covered her face, feeling shocked, angry, and wronged, and tears finally fell.

Chen Mo looked at Wang Fang, his voice as cold as ice: "Wang Fang, do you still think things are the same as before?"

"Before, I spoiled you and let you have your way. I tolerated your crying and tantrums!"

"But now that we're divorced, do you still want to throw tantrums like before?"

"Who the hell do you think you are? I'm not going to put up with you!"

After saying that, Chen Mo pulled Wang Fang aside, opened the driver's seat door, and got in.

Upon seeing this, Liu Xin quickly got into the passenger seat.

Chen Mo stepped on the gas, and the X7 roared as it drove out of the 4S store and merged into the traffic.

Wang Fang covered her face, completely stunned.

How dare Chen Mo hit him? How could he dare?

Looking at Wang Fang, Liu Ming suddenly felt a little irritated.

He felt like a clown, a complete clown.

They mocked Chen Mo for not being able to afford a car, but he casually bought a 150 million yuan X7.

All the boasting, mockery, and smugness I just felt now seem like a complete joke.

"Alright! Stop standing here embarrassing yourself, let's go!" Liu Ming pulled Wang Fang along.

Wang Fang was dragged along by him, staggering forward, with only one thought in her mind: Where did Chen Mo get so much money?

Chen Mo took Liu Xin to the largest bathhouse in Da'an City, where they spent the afternoon playing until dark before returning home.

The lights of the antique market came on, and the red and green signs were reflected on the car windows, making it look like Chinese New Year.

As Liu Xin got out of the car, she was still muttering that today felt like a dream.

First, he made over a million yuan gambling on jade, then he bought a car to slap his ex-wife in the face, and finally he spent an afternoon soaking in a bathhouse. He's never had such a great time in his life.

Chen Mo said he would make an appointment another day, and then drove off.

Unexpectedly, just as he arrived at the entrance of the residential area, his phone rang. It was Lin Qingyin calling.

Chen Mo answered the call, but before he could speak, a loud, boisterous voice came from the other end:

"Chen Mo! Come quick! Your wife is drunk!"

It was Xu Xin's voice.

The background was very noisy, with music, voices, and the sound of glasses clinking together.

Chen Mo frowned: "Where are you?"

"She's at the Shangri-La Hotel, in the banquet hall on the third floor! Hurry up, she's had a lot to drink!"

Xu Xin lowered her voice, "Hurry up! There's a bunch of men staring at us like hungry wolves!"

"If you don't come soon, your wife is going to be taken away tonight!"

Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions. He hung up the phone, turned on the navigation, and sped off.

Although his marriage to Lin Qingyin was a sham, they shouldn't have interfered in each other's private lives.

But at least they are a couple in name only, having obtained a marriage certificate.

If possible, Chen Mo didn't want anyone to take advantage of Lin Qingyin. If anyone was going to take advantage, it would be him. After all, Lin Qingyin was beautiful.

……

Shangri-La Hotel, third floor banquet hall.

More than thirty men and women sat around a large round table, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

The crystal chandelier illuminated the entire hall with a magnificent golden glow.

On the table were Moutai, Wuliangye, and several bottles of red wine that looked very expensive.

Lin Qingyin wore a white shirt today, her hair was tied up, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

She wore light makeup, and her lips were redder than usual, probably because she had been drinking.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

Xu Xin sat next to her, with a bottle of wine in front of her.

But she didn't drink much; she just kept staring at Lin Qingyin.

"Qingyin, you can't drink anymore, or something bad will happen!" Xu Xin advised.

"fine!"

Lin Qingyin shook her head, then picked up another cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Xu Xin sighed, knowing she couldn't stop her.

Lin Qingyin doesn't usually drink alcohol and has never participated in gatherings of this kind before.

But she was in a bad mood today and wanted to deliberately drown her sorrows in alcohol.

Qingyin was just too good at drinking, one cup after another, and no amount of persuasion could stop her; she was about to get drunk.

Xu Xin was completely overwhelmed.

She knew perfectly well that the men at the table hadn't taken their eyes off Qingyin.

Especially the guy sitting opposite me in the Armani suit, named Sun Haoran, whose family is in real estate, was the one who pursued Lin Qingyin the most fiercely back then.

During her three years of high school, Lin Qingyin wrote more than eighty love letters, all of which she threw into the trash can.

Ten years later, this kid has become one of the richest second-generation heirs, managing several real estate projects and with a net worth of at least several hundred million.

Sun Haoran, holding his wine glass, looked at Lin Qingyin with a smile:

"Qingyin, another glass? This bottle is a 82 Lafite, opened especially for you."

Seeing this, several boys nearby also joined in the commotion.

"Yes, yes, yes, the goddess must have another drink!"

"Mr. Sun really went all out today; this bottle costs tens of thousands. It would be disrespectful not to drink it!"

Sun Haoran stood up, holding his wine glass, and walked around to stand directly next to Lin Qingyin.

"Just one more, the last one. I'm done after this!"

He smiled obsequiously and raised his wine glass to Lin Qingyin.

Xu Xin reached out to stop her: "Sun Haoran, Qingyin really can't drink anymore, don't force her to drink."

Sun Haoran glanced at Xu Xin, his smile unchanged:

"Xu Xin, what do you mean by 'force-feeding'? It's an old classmates' reunion, it's a happy occasion!"

He turned to Lin Qingyin, his eyes fervent: "Qingyin, please do me the honor and drink this cup?"

Lin Qingyin raised her head, glanced at him, her eyes somewhat blurry, but still cold and aloof.

"I don't want to drink your wine!"

Sun Haoran's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

"Okay, okay, I won't drink it then, don't be angry!"

He put down his wine glass and sat down next to Lin Qingyin, very close to her.

"Qingyin, it's been so many years, you're still so beautiful and charming."

Lin Qingyin ignored him and rubbed her temples.

I drank a bit too much just now, and my head hurts so much.

Sun Haoran wasn't embarrassed and continued, "Your company is doing quite well now. How about we collaborate sometime?"

Lin Qingyin gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Several boys nearby watched this scene with varying expressions.

Some people were envious, some were jealous, and some seemed thoughtful.

Lin Qingyin was the school's goddess when she was in school.

She comes from a good family, is beautiful, and has excellent grades; she is someone all boys look up to.

Ten years have passed, and she is still the same goddess, even more charming than she was in high school.

The guy who used to pursue her is doing quite well now, so naturally he's had designs on her again.

Sun Haoran was the most enthusiastic one among them. He gestured to the boys next to him to continue urging Lin Qingyin to drink, clearly trying to get her drunk.

Seeing this, Xu Xin quickly stood up: "Alright, alright, Qingyin's husband is coming to pick her up in a bit, so stop drinking!"

Qingyin's husband?

The entire room fell silent.