You're already divorced, why are you so anxious about him becoming a succubus?

Lu Ci looked at the strange man who walked out of the master bedroom where he had slept for four years. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into a stagnant pool.

Just hours after the divorce, before the stamp on the divorce certificate had even dried completely, she brought him home and even took him directly into the master bedroom.

When Shen Man saw Lu Ci standing in the entrance hall, her body stiffened abruptly, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly suppressed that hint of panic.

"You...you're back?" Shen Man spoke first, as if Lu Ci was an uninvited guest.

Before Lu Ci could speak, Gu Mingxuan made his move first.

He strode to the center of the living room, a gentle, harmless smile immediately spreading across his face. He even gave a slight bow, appearing quite apologetic.

"Brother Lu, please don't misunderstand. Just now, on our way to Jiangbei, Manman suddenly received a call from Mr. Davis, an overseas client, saying that he was available at 2 pm and could meet with him."

"Time was too tight, and the core M&A document was left at home, so I accompanied her back to get it. I saw that she was looking for it anxiously by herself, so I went in to help her. It really was just looking for the document."

This explanation sounded perfectly reasonable, and even conveyed a sense of thoughtfulness, as if the speaker was "considering Shen Man's feelings in every way."

However, Lu Ci merely glanced at him indifferently.

Lu Ci didn't say anything. He walked straight past the two of them and went into the master bedroom.

Seeing Lu Ci's indifferent back, which showed no concern and didn't even bother to ask a single question, Shen Man's anger flared up instantly.

Based on her understanding of Lu Ci, she knew that when he saw another man come out of the master bedroom, he should be angry, he should question him, and he should jump up and down like a cat whose tail had been stepped on!

The angrier he gets, the more it proves that he cares about himself, and the more it proves that today's talk of divorce is just a momentary outburst.

But what kind of reaction is this? Ignoring it?

Shen Man gritted her teeth and followed him into the bedroom with a "clack-clack-clack" sound in her high heels.

In the bedroom, Lu Ci had already dragged a 24-inch black suitcase out from the corner of the walk-in closet.

He opened the box and calmly began putting his own clothes inside.

"What are you pretending for?" Shen Man leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, and couldn't help but ask, "Weren't you leaving so resolutely at the Civil Affairs Bureau just now? Why are you rushing back to pack your things? Playing the 'playing hard to get' trick once is enough; doing it too often just makes you look ridiculous."

Lu Ci, holding a folded cotton T-shirt, didn't even look up: "You seem to have misunderstood something. Playing hard to get is an attempt to capture me. But I want to leave."

He neatly packed the clothes into the box.

Looking at the empty suitcase, Shen Man frowned even more deeply.

In the walk-in closet, the side belonging to Lu Ci was filled with custom-made suits from various high-end luxury brands, as well as limited-edition watches and cufflinks, all of which she bought for him to impress others when taking him to banquets.

But now, Lu Ci hasn't touched any of them.

"You're just taking these few pieces of junk?" Shen Man sneered, trying to sting him with her words. "What, trying to play the noble one? Or do you want to leave this house and then play the victim to everyone, saying that I, Shen Man, made you leave with nothing, not even a decent piece of clothing?"

"The prenuptial agreement clearly states that I will not take a single penny of what you bought with your money."

Lu Ci finally stopped what he was doing, zipped up the suitcase, and fastened the buckle.

He stood up, turned his head, and looked directly into Shen Man's eyes with calm and unwavering gaze.

"And another thing," Lu Ci said in a low voice.

"We're divorced. What man you bring back to your house and into your bedroom is none of my business. I'm only coming back to take my own things, nothing more."

Lu Ci ignored Shen Man, whose face was pale and flushed, picked up his suitcase, and strode out of the bedroom.

When I passed through the living room, Gu Mingxuan was still standing there.

With a bang, the luxurious apartment was completely devoid of Lu Ci's presence.

Only the dull thud of the door closing lingered in the living room.

Gu Mingxuan stared at the tightly closed door, a triumphant glint in his eyes behind his glasses.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Man, who was standing frozen at the bedroom door. He put on a self-reproachful and aggrieved expression and whispered something in her ear.

"Manman... is Brother Lu really angry?" Gu Mingxuan walked forward cautiously, his tone full of guilt. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken the liberty of going into the bedroom to find things for you because I was afraid you would get tired."

"Or... should I go after him right now and explain things properly? I'm afraid he might misunderstand us and do something rash outside..."

"Misunderstanding? What do we have to misunderstand?"

Shen Man's gaze remained fixed on the tightly closed door.

Recalling the look in Lu Ci's eyes before he left... it seemed he had truly let go.

For some reason, that look made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

It was as if something that was once firmly held in one's hand was slipping away uncontrollably like sand.

But as proud as she was, how could she possibly show weakness in front of a man she had just kicked away?

"Ignore him." Shen Man took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the strange panic in her heart. When she turned to look at Gu Mingxuan, she resumed her aloof CEO demeanor.

"He's petty and stubborn. Let him go. When he can't even afford food outside, he'll realize how ridiculous his temper is. Let's go, don't keep Mr. Davis waiting."

In May, the weather in Wuhan is as unpredictable as a woman's face.

When Lu Ci came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun was shining brightly. But now, as he walked down the street dragging his black suitcase, the sky had visibly darkened.

The air was thick with a stifling heat that made it hard to breathe.

Lu Ci stood at a crossroads, watching the traffic lights flash, and for a moment he felt a little lost.

The world is so vast, he suddenly didn't know where to go.

Shen Man's large apartment was naturally gone, and as for the milk tea shop next to the university town... Lu Ci gave a self-deprecating smile.

Although he was the one who managed the shop, the initial capital for taking over the shop and decorating it was a sum of money that Shen Man casually allocated to him.

Strictly speaking, that shop was also Shen Man's investment. Now that they were divorced, she wanted to sever all ties completely, so naturally she had no reason, and even less face, to go back and be the owner of that milk tea shop.

He took out his phone, opened WeChat, and glanced at his wallet balance.

"Change: 3021.50 yuan".

"Ha." Lu Ci was so angry that he laughed.

After four years of marriage, he left with nothing. At the age of twenty-nine, he dragged a tattered suitcase full of old clothes and had a huge sum of three thousand yuan in his pocket.

This start was even more miserable than when he first graduated from university.