Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

The gist of her rant post was:

You, Shen Chengyan, are rich, powerful, and have a high social standing. You drive a Maybach, live in a multi-million dollar villa, are handsome, have a great physique, are 188cm tall, and are a successful and handsome man. You don't smoke or drink. You are a promising young talent in the eyes of elders and a good husband in the eyes of socialites and heiresses. But so what? You are still a dog who doesn't know how to respect his wife and treats her like a maid!

And some of the most liked comments:

"Sister, your most important task right now is to watch less of those melodramatic and brainless short dramas."

"A real-life example of a spoiled wife who flaunts what she lacks."

"This is something absurd that I couldn't even write with a simple sign."

"My ideal husband (a handsome 188cm tall guy) vs. my real husband (a kappa)"

"The FBI just called me and said if I keep watching this kind of stuff, they'll remotely blow up my phone."

"Please pay 2 yuan in compensation to each netizen who sees this post for their emotional distress. Thank you."

Jiang Yu was so angry she almost had a stroke. In a fit of rage, she replied to a few infuriating comments, then cowardly exited the app.

She was already feeling unwell from a cold, and then she got upset by a stranger online. She felt that all her bad luck was Shen Chengyan's fault.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have suffered this undeserved misfortune.

She grabbed the cushion, imagined it to be Shen Chengyan's face, and punched it a few times before she felt a little better.

I had an interview in the afternoon, so I forced myself to get up despite feeling unwell, washed up, went to the pharmacy, bought some cold medicine, and swallowed it with water.

Today, Jiang Yu had an interview for a front desk clerk position. The salary wasn't high, and she didn't like this kind of unchallenging job. Her recent string of failed interviews had been too discouraging, so she decided to give up and cast a wide net, sending out resumes to all sorts of jobs in an attempt to regain some confidence.

The interview went smoothly, and they said she could start work anytime.

Jiang Yu was not happy, and left after thanking him.

Because I had no appetite and didn't eat much this morning, it's only 3 pm now and I'm starting to feel hungry.

Jiang Yu wasn't a picky person, and was about to randomly pick a roadside shop to eat when her gaze fell on the child in front of her.

The child was walking ahead of her from the moment she stepped onto the street.

The little boy looked about the same age as Shen Mo, barefoot, wearing pajamas, and with no adults around.

Jiang Yu silently told himself, "Don't meddle in other people's business."

Just then, a speeding electric scooter narrowly missed the little boy's shoulder.

The child tripped and fell, landing hard on his bottom.

Jiang Yu couldn't pretend she hadn't seen anything anymore. She took out her phone, turned on the recording, quickly walked over, and squatted down in front of the child: "Are you alright?"

The little boy lowered his head, covered his knee, and remained silent.

Jiang Yu waved her hand: "Auntie is talking to you."

The little boy still ignored her.

Jiang Yu was at her wit's end: "Fine, you sit down, Auntie will call the police..."

Before he could finish speaking, the little boy looked up and said, "Mind your own business."

Jiang Yu almost thought she had misheard, her eyes widening in shock: "What did you say?"

Could it be another demon pill?

The little boy stared at her intently, making Jiang Yu's scalp tingle. Then he blinked and said, "Auntie, I fell down, it hurts so much."

His tone, demeanor, and expression instantly transformed him into a completely different person.

Jiang Yu thought to herself, "I must have misheard."

Jiang Yu glanced at his bare feet: "Where does it hurt?"

"here."

Is this a sprained ankle?

Jiang Yu frowned and said, "Does it hurt a lot? If it hurts a lot, Auntie will take you to the hospital. Do you know your parents' phone number? I'll call them for you."

The little boy shook his head and said, "I don't have a mom or dad."

An orphan.

That would be a bit pitiful.

Jiang Yu's cold heart softened slightly: "It's okay, it's the same if Auntie calls the police, they will take good care of you."

The little boy suddenly grabbed her hand: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I lied to you just now."

"what?"

"I lied to you that my foot hurt, it didn't really hurt that much. I also lied to you that I don't have a mom or dad."

Jiang Yu: "..."

"I'm sorry." The little boy lowered his head in shame. "I ran away from home secretly. My dad is very fierce and often beats me. If the police contact my dad, he will be angry."

Jiang Yu didn't know what to say.

It seems there's no way to blame him.

"If you don't contact the police, how will you get home?" Jiang Yu looked around. "How about I call your parents and have them come pick you up?"

The little boy fell silent again.

This little trouble is probably going to be a problem for a while, so Jiang Yu said, "Are you hungry? Auntie's a little hungry. Let's go eat. While we eat, you can slowly think of your parents' phone number, okay?"

The little boy nodded and said, "Okay, Auntie, thank you, pretty Auntie."

Oh my, you have a sweet tongue.

The pretty auntie helped him up: "Come on, let me treat you to something."

There was a restaurant by the roadside, and Jiang Yu led him inside.

However, the meal took almost an hour to finish.

The little guy kept saying he couldn't remember his parents' phone number, then he seemed to remember it again. Jiang kept him company, eating and drinking, thinking and stopping, and he was getting a headache.

Just as Jiang Yu decided to call the police, the little boy finally said he remembered and gave her a phone number.

Jiang Yu dialed the number, and as soon as the other person heard the child's voice, they thanked Jiang Yu repeatedly and said they would come right away.

Less than half an hour later, a middle-aged man rushed over. Jiang Yu was cautious and asked him for proof that he knew the little boy before letting him take the boy away.

Jiang Yu's neighborhood wasn't far, and she planned to walk back.

Just treat it as a way to aid digestion.

But she didn't notice that a car had been following her.

The middle-aged man in the car drove while earnestly advising, "Young Master, why did you run away from home again? President Wei will be angry if he finds out. Don't do it again next time."

The little boy pressed his face against the car window, staring at the woman in front of him: "Don't talk, just focus on driving."

The middle-aged man scratched his head: "Why are we following this kind stranger?"

The little boy put on a serious face: "Uncle Li, she's not a stranger."

Uncle Li laughed: "She's not a stranger, then what is she?"

The little boy said earnestly, "Didn't you recognize her? She's my mom."

Uncle Li fell silent.

……

Jiang Yu did yoga for half an hour after returning home before taking a shower.

After showering and lying in bed, I remembered the post from earlier that day where netizens were criticizing her as a spoiled wife.

She carefully opened the app, clicked on the message, and her vision went completely black.

Well, even more people are now criticizing her.

Especially the comments she replied to, she said she wasn't lying, that her husband, whom she was preparing to divorce, was indeed a handsome man of 188cm and very rich.

As a result, she received thousands of comments criticizing her, saying that if she had nothing better to do, she should go and pick up manure instead of arguing with netizens.

Also, she was advised to find a classmate so she could read fewer novels.

"He's so handsome and rich, why are you getting a divorce?"

"As expected, she's a spoiled wife living in her own fantasy world."

Jiang Yu shakily exited the software, venting all her anger on Shen Chengyan.

She unblocked him and unleashed a torrent of violence on him to vent her anger.

After I finished cursing and was about to block him, his phone suddenly rang.