Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

The next day, Wen Xi woke up alone. She clenched her fist and pounded her forehead, her head throbbing with pain.

A series of reactions after a hangover.

His throat was so dry, and the honey water on the table was still warm, so Wen Xi grabbed it and gulped it down.

The burning sensation in my throat subsided considerably.

As she stood up, the silk quilt slipped down to her chest, and Wen Xi forcibly activated his phone.

What followed was a barrage of questions that rushed to my head:

Where is she?

What's wrong with her?

Why wasn't she wearing any clothes?

...

The familiar room layout came into view.

The answers gradually surfaced.

She was at the Orchid Pavilion.

She went home drunk.

Did you take off your clothes yourself?

But she doesn't have the habit of sleeping naked.

She patted her little face, and some blurry images played out before her eyes frame by frame like a movie. She remembered saying:

Come here, let your sister give you a kiss.

She remembered that she and Zhao Jingzhi went to a nightclub last night.

Damn it.

In an instant, Wen Xi's sky cracked.

"Impossible, impossible, I would never order a male model." Wen Xi slapped himself a few times in anger.

A sharp pain shot through my face.

She lifted the blanket, and her underwear was gone.

In the nearby trash can, several tissues were wrapped in covers. Wen Xi's pupils contracted slightly, her back straightened, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead. She almost lost her balance, and her chest began to heave.

"I...cheated?" Wen Xi stammered.

An unprecedented despair washed over her like a damp wave.

Wen Xi felt a wave of dizziness wash over her; she felt like she was about to suffocate.

After what seemed like an eternity of mental preparation, Wen Xi was trembling all over. She forced herself to wash up, her back aching and her thighs weak.

Xiao Jingping was scheduled to have surgery that day, and it was agreed that she would go to observe.

The bathroom was a complete mess, the scene was shocking. Fragmented memories resurfaced, and Wen Xi was extremely annoyed.

His chest and back were covered in mottled crimson stains. He's gone mad, truly gone mad.

Wen Xi took a deep breath, trying to organize her emotions and thoughts. What should she do?

She shamelessly broke her promise of fidelity during the marriage and ultimately cheated on He Tingchu.

Wen Xi wondered if He Tingchu would sue her if he found out.

Will it cause Kant to go bankrupt?

That was terrifying. Just that one thing alone sent chills down Wen Xi's spine.

hide?

That won't do!

Wen Xi shook her head vigorously, which was not her usual style.

Finally, she convinced herself to make a decision: today, she would confess to He Tingchu and seek leniency.

Obtain his forgiveness.

Since their marriage was based on a contract, she could compensate him with her dowry for emotional distress.

As for Kant, she could only plead with him to show leniency, considering the relationship between their two families and the fact that Kant still had some use to him.

After all, business is business.

Feelings are feelings.

Nonsense, she has absolutely no feelings for him.

As for what he does with her, he can do whatever he wants with her, even if he throws her to feed sharks.

She was prepared to die.

Why must you die?

She doesn't deserve to die, does she?

It's better to part amicably; she can't die yet.

She still had so many things to finish; she hadn't even officially become a doctor yet. Wen Xi thought, if a man cheats, isn't it just a matter of divorce? Wouldn't it be enough to give the woman more assets?

She can do it too.

...

She doesn't have to die, but she's still too ashamed to face anyone; boundless guilt is like a surging tide that threatens to overwhelm her.

She quickly cleaned up the mess in the bathroom, pinching the man's boxer briefs between her fingertips and throwing them into the trash can without even looking at them. "They actually did it here?"

This is insane...it's absolutely insane.

He even used the condom that He Tingchu had prepared.

Even the shirts and coats hanging on the hangers in the dressing room had disappeared; he had also taken He Tingchu's expensive custom-made shirts.

Tolerable or unbearable.

If He Tingchu finds out, will he kill her?

Their sins are grave.

Wen Xi was furious; she was going to confront the male model.

This damn male model has no sense of boundaries.

They even stole things.

Wen Xi called Zhao Jingzhi, but after a few rings, no one answered.

She didn't have time to think it through and left with her bag.

-

Peking University Affiliated Hospital

When Wen Xi changed her clothes and came out of the dressing room, she still didn't see Zhao Jingzhi. On Zhao Jingzhi's desk, her phone was lying there quietly.

She went to the nurses' station and found a nurse named Xiao Li. Xiao Li said that Dr. Zhao had arrived early in the morning but had been called to another department.

Gu Lianyu walked over at that time.

"Wen Xi, Dr. Xiao's surgery is about to begin! This is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity, so hurry up and go! What are you dawdling about?"

"Oh, okay, teacher." Wen Xi didn't think about anything else and got down to business first.

The surgery lasted from 9:00 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. It was a top-notch cardiology surgery to replace a child's heart valve, and Xiao Jingping performed it perfectly on the operating table.

Wen Xi benefited greatly from the surgery. After the surgery, Xiao Jingping came out of the operating room and met Wen Xi. Wen Xi couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"Director Xiao, how are you so amazing?" Wen Xi praised without reservation.

"Dr. Wen, that day will come too." Xiao Jingping raised his eyes calmly, a smile playing on his lips.

"Want to go out for dinner together?"

"Another day, another day, I'll definitely invite you." With that, Wen Xi's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

She simply had no appetite to dine with Xiao Jingping today; she was deeply guilty.

Wen Xi rushed back to the doctor's office, but Zhao Jingzhi was still not back.

She was extremely anxious.

Xiao Li said that Dr. Zhao had gone to see patients.

Hey hey hey!

Zhao Jingzhi is such a scoundrel.

Before she knew it, the morning had passed. She hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, but she didn't feel hungry at all.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Zhao Jingzhi.

Who did I go with yesterday? Did I hire a male model? How could you not stop me... I'm going to die...

Reply to this message immediately.

[That damn male model even wore my husband's clothes... Oh my god...]

I'm going to die...

I cheated on my husband...

...

Just after I sent the message, He Tingchu called.

Oh no.

Wen Xi didn't dare to answer and hung up, but He Tingchu didn't seem to intend to give up and continued to call.

The sooner you die, the sooner you'll be reborn.

She took the phone to a quiet corner to answer it:

"Wen Qiqi." The man's familiar voice reached my ears.

Wen Xi was overwhelmed with guilt again; how could she have lied to him?

"He Tingchu, let's get a divorce..." Wen Xi sniffed, her eyes red beyond recognition.

The man's voice abruptly stopped on the other end of the phone. "He's just gone on a business trip?"

As for divorce?

"..." The man's words stuck in his throat, his chest feeling heavy and depressed.

"Give me a reasonable explanation." After a long silence, the man asked in a muffled voice.

"I'm so sorry, I... last night, I got drunk, I... I saw a male model, I cheated on you, I can leave with nothing... no, I didn't have any money to begin with, I can give you all my savings, yes... I'll return all the betrothal gifts... but please, please, don't touch Kant, Kant can still make money for you, right?... I'm guilty, Kant is innocent, let's keep things separate... don't drag me into this." Wen Xi choked up, making a desperate plea.