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

"Is that how much you want to divorce me?!"


Lu Yancheng's hand, suddenly tightened!


That handsome and peerless face was full of displeasure, his temples throbbed abruptly, and his head ached even more!


"Wen Yao, do you think that my Lu Yancheng's wife is something you can be and leave whenever you want? Listen to me carefully, you can only be my woman in this life!"


The words fell out of his mouth, and still afraid of her anger, he let go of his hand.


He knew that his grandmother was very important to her, so he didn't want to alarm the old man, but in the final analysis, he was still afraid that she would be angry ah ......


Lu Yancheng's leg was injured, the wound had not yet healed, he walked forward step by step, but he could not tell whether it was his leg that hurt or his heart.


The little girl is accustomed to killing him.


Seeing this, Secretary Fei quickly asked Che Fu to push his wheelchair and follow him!


Late Affection Is More Bitchy Than Grass