Unhappy Southern Stream

As a top manager, everyone constantly tries to curry favor with Li Xiwu. And due to her identity as Mrs. Pei, the rich and the powerful would always greet her politely. A celebrity instructor, and the wife of a man from a rich family... Is there anyone who would not envy her? However, only Li Xiwu knows that she is a substitute for Mr. Pei's unrequited love, and none of her titles or privileges have anything to do with her.***Losing yourself after being someone else's substitute is a tedious thing. Having gained that epiphany, Li Xiwu began to ponder how she should claim alimony of astronomical proportions from Mr. Pei. However, while she was obsessing over how to get rich from the divorce, her mother-in-law, who had always disliked her, invited her to take part in a variety show, while promising to make her rich. Li Xiwu's lips curled into a grin. "Fortune favors the brave!”At first, her mother-in-law constantly attempted to embarrass her, and netizens were all moaning about how she was the most pitiful rich daughter-in-law! Later, her mother-in-law was inseparable from Li Xiwu, and would keep bragging about her to everyone she met, leaving the netizens cheering: Leave the face-slapping to Mrs. Pei! Li Xiwu did not expect herself to shoot to fame in the variety show either. However, while she was convinced that she could get a smooth divorce afterward, her mother-in-law called her son immediately as soon as the variety show ended.“Divorce my baby, and I will disown you!”Mr. Pei: ??? 

I Refused to Be a Substitute, and Shot to Fame on a Variety Show With My Mother-In-Law

"You really… don't hate me?" Pei Jiao seemed to want to confirm again if she had heard wrong.

There was no impatience on Wei Yu's face as he answered truthfully, "No."

Pei Jiao was very happy. She took the opportunity to ask him again, "Then do you like me?"

Wei Yu looked down at her and did not answer. Instead, he asked her, "What kind of like do you mean?"

Pei Jiao tightened her fingers and looked a little nervous. "The kind between a man and a woman."

Hearing him say no without hesitation, the joy in Pei Jiao's eyes instantly disappeared. She did not seem to expect Wei Yu to tell her the answer directly instead of avoiding the question. "You don't like me at all?" She wasn't giving up.

Wei Yu said, "Maybe I have a good impression of you, but I don't like you."

"Good impressions aren't the same as liking," she said.

At the Thought of Her, He Would Be In a Good Mood