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

Shen Chengyan left in anger.

But Jiang Yu did not hear the sound of the car engine starting.

When she finished cooking and came out of the kitchen, she saw him standing outside the French windows.

The courtyard was spacious and bright, and the man was tall and slender, talking on the phone.

Shen Chengyan is tall, and his lean and upright figure is particularly eye-catching when he stands there casually in a suit and tie.

It has to be said that among his many shortcomings, his physique and appearance are his strengths.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, but the man on the phone noticed and she immediately looked away.

Shen Chengyan narrowed his eyes, hung up the phone, and turned to go back into the house.

As soon as he entered, he smelled the strange odor in the air, and his expression subtly changed instantly.

Looking at Jiang Yu, who was slurping noodles with her head down, Shen Chengyan asked sarcastically, "When did you develop a fetish for eating shit?"

Jiang Yu choked a little: "This is snail rice noodles!"

Shen Chengyan pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her, his gaze direct and calm: "You said you have a light palate and never eat these things."

That's because he doesn't like strong flavors.

He prefers bland flavors and doesn't eat spicy food.

In order to eat with him, she gave up her own preferences to accommodate him.

Jiang Yu said calmly, "People can get divorced even after marriage, so why can't their tastes change?"

Shen Chengyan scoffed: "What do you mean by 'change' or 'unchange'? Maybe you've always been this kind of person, you're just good at pretending."

Jiang Yu sensed a hidden meaning in his words and glared at him, asking, "What do you mean?"

Shen Chengyan, however, was unwilling to say more.

Jiang Yu was too lazy to waste words with him, so she took out a pre-prepared contract and handed it over: "Take a look, and if you think there are no problems, then sign it."

Shen Chengyan immediately noticed the words "Divorce Agreement" in black on the white paper.

He grabbed the contract, flipped through it casually, and couldn't help but laugh at the clauses: "You want to split the money with me?"

He threw the contract back on the table, raising his eyebrows: "Do you think this is reasonable?"

Jiang Yu knew that divorcing him would not be a simple matter.

Any contract involving a large sum of money is never settled in one go.

Unless she leaves with nothing.

But she didn't want to.

She said, "If you're not willing, we can discuss the specific amount."

"There's no room for negotiation. If you want a divorce, you'll leave with nothing. What you were like when you married me, you'll be the same after the divorce."

"Are you even human? I've been with you for so many years, bore your children, what's wrong with sharing a little money with you!"

"We did have a son, but where did the daughter come from?"

"Stop nitpicking. I've been completely devoted to you these past few years. Even if I haven't done anything outstanding, I've certainly put in a lot of effort. Don't push things too far."

"Put your heart out?" Shen Chengyan let out a soft, ambiguous chuckle. "You just blurt things out, daring to say anything."

Jiang Yu almost ground her teeth to powder.

In order to get more money from him, she chose not to turn against him on the spot.

She lowered her head and continued eating her noodles.

Shen Chengyan glanced at her several times, feeling annoyed. His long, slender fingers tugged at his tie. "Where's my dinner?"

Jiang Yu: "If you want to eat, make it yourself."

Shen Chengyan said matter-of-factly, "I don't know how, you go and do it for me."

Jiang Yu was already sulking, and his commanding tone enraged her: "If you can't cook, then go eat shit! Why should I cook? Did I get paid?! Am I destined to be a maid?! Damn it!"

Seeing the fleeting look of surprise in the man's eyes, Jiang Yu knew that the image of her as his pampered wife, which she had maintained for five years, had completely collapsed.

It doesn't matter, let it collapse, she doesn't care anyway.

Perhaps unable to accept her foul language, Shen Chengyan pushed back his chair and went upstairs with a livid face.

Jiang Yu ate her meal calmly by herself, cleaned up, exercised for an hour or so, took a shower, put on a face mask, watched a movie, and then went back to her bedroom on the third floor to rest.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I saw Shen Chengyan coming out of the study.

He had a furrowed brow, holding a cup in one hand and clutching his stomach with the other, looking very uncomfortable.

But he kept a cold face and didn't even glance at her.

Jiang Yu suddenly asked, "Is your stomach hurting again?"

Nine out of ten CEOs have stomach problems.

Shen Chengyan was no exception.

His stomach will definitely feel uncomfortable if he doesn't eat on time.

In recent years, Jiang Yu has been trying various methods to regulate his stomach, starting with the ingredients, and he hasn't had a relapse in a long time.

Shen Chengyan glanced at her sideways, thinking that at least she still had some conscience.

The next second, I heard her gloating, "That's great! You'll be in so much pain, you heartless bastard."

After saying that, she went back to her room and slammed the door shut.

"..."

Shen Chengyan stood in the hallway, feeling pain not only in his stomach but also in his lungs.

**

Saturday is the day for the Shen family to have a family dinner.

No matter how busy he is, Shen Chengyan, this mama's boy, will go back home every week without fail.

In the past, Jiang Yu would feel extremely uncomfortable every weekend. She didn't want to face those oddballs in the Shen family, but after struggling with the decision, she would still obediently accompany Shen Chengyan.

Because she wanted the reputation of being a virtuous wife.

Even though I know I'll be very angry.

When Shen Chengyan came downstairs, Jiang Yu was lying on the sofa playing on her phone.

Seeing her unruly behavior, he immediately frowned: "Have you forgotten what day it is today?"

Having endured so much suffering over the years, how could I possibly forget?

"I'm not going." Jiang Yu said without even looking up.

"Are you kidding me?"

Do I look like I'm joking?

Shen Chengyan was silent for two seconds: "Give me a reason why you're not going."

"I'll give you ten reasons: I don't want to be scolded by your mom, I don't want to be angry with your dad, I don't want to be subtly criticized by your brother, and I don't want to be looked down upon by your family's nanny."

I really don't want to see him and Hu Youyue showing affection in public.

Shen Chengyan thought she was talking complete nonsense.

Every time she visited, she had a pleasant conversation with them.

It's just an excuse not to go.

"If you feel someone is targeting you, that might be their problem. But if everyone is targeting you, whose problem do you think it is?"

Damn it, Shen Chengyan, you'd better die!

Jiang Yu grabbed the pillow in her arms and threw it forcefully.

Shen Chengyan didn't expect that she would start with zero frames and be hit squarely in the face by the pillow.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his crooked glasses, and, afraid he wouldn't be able to control his emotions, turned and left.

But he was clearly furious, slamming the door shut with a deafening roar.

Ahhh.

Idiot, idiot, stinky idiot.

Jiang Yu was so angry with him that she collapsed onto the sofa and punched and kicked the air.

If she dared not have a pleasant conversation with the Shen family, she would be drowned in their spittle.

Rather than saying he doesn't understand such a simple principle, it's more accurate to say he doesn't care about her at all.

He never understood her difficulties.

**

Shen Chengyan got into the car but didn't start it immediately.

He leaned back in his chair, tilting his head slightly back. His Adam's apple was prominent, and the muscles of his well-defined profile were twitching.

He kept his eyes closed until he calmed down and his expression returned to normal before opening them again.

After thinking for a moment, he got out of the car and returned to the living room, looking at the woman on the sofa: "Didn't you want me to sign the divorce papers?"

Jiang Yu calmed down a bit: "Continue."

Shen Chengyan: "Come back to the Shen family home for dinner with me, and I'll consider your agreement."

Jiang Yu immediately jumped up: "Deal!"

It won't be easy to get him to open up.

It's just going back to the Shen family again, she can handle it.

Jiang Yu stuffed her phone into her pocket and said, "Let's go."

Shen Chengyan stood still, his eyes scanning her up and down: "You're just going to leave like this?"

Jiang Yu: "What's wrong with me?"

"Even the Shen family's nanny is dressed more appropriately than you."

"So much nonsense, are you coming or not?"

"..." Shen Chengyan clenched his jaw muscles and went out first.

Jiang Yu got into the back seat.

The man in the driver's seat said coldly, "I'm not your driver. Get in the front."

"You're making such a racket, don't you think it's hypocritical to sit together like this?" Jiang Yu said sarcastically. "Everyone's more comfortable sitting in the back."

Shen Chengyan said, word by word, "I'm not your driver, sit in the front."

Jiang Yu: "..."

This lunatic.