She ran, and he pursued; he knelt down to beg for marriage. After five years of marriage, Wen Yao endured the mistreatment of her in-laws and her husband's indifference in silence. In one reckless night and a morning of framing, she suddenly woke up and threw down the divorce agreement!
Lu Yancheng had vowed that Wen Yao wouldn't be able to leave him for more than three days. Yet, the result was that a whole three weeks passed without a trace of her shadow. Lu Yancheng regretted his words!
As proud as he was, he humbled himself and said, "Darling, it's me who can't be away from you. Will you come back?"
As cold as he could be, he affectionately said, "Darling, I will love you for eternity. Shall we remarry?"
Wen Yao replied, "A qualified ex should act as if they're dead!"
Later on, she became a world-renowned designer, exuding charm and allure. With a mere gesture, countless young admirers came forward, eager to express their love!
Lu Yancheng grew anxious, envious, and green-eyed with jealousy. He got down on one knee and stopped acting like a decent person. "Yaoyao, I'm ready to try anything, anytime. I am the perfect candidate to be your lapdog!"
Wen Yao, with an air of charm, played with her long hair. A dog of a man like you, worthy of me?!

My Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Every Night

This question, to those who didn't know, would make it seem like Lu Yancheng was under his wife's thumb?!


Wen Yao smiled and gave a perfunctory "Hmm."


Describing the fishing village as big or small wouldn't be accurate. For the first time here, you had to follow the navigation to get to the market, or you'd get lost for sure.


Lu Yancheng glanced at the navigation, got an idea of the location, and then prepared to leave.


For the first time, Wen Yao smiled at him, and it was when she was seeing him off.


Wen Yao smiled brightly. From her grandmother's perspective, it would seem like they had a great relationship.


Little did they know, in a voice only they could hear, Wen Yao said...


"Mr. Lu, take care and no need to be escorted."


Standing outside the door, Lu Yancheng looked at the closed door. Was he really being chased away like this?


President Lu Goes Well, Walking Slowly and Not Sending