Chapter 1

Back then when my family went bankrupt, everyone left me except for him who was willing to accept me.

At that time, I thought I had met true love.

Over the years, I've trusted him unconditionally and taken care of him with all my heart.

But I never expected that all this patience and effort would only lead to a bloody truth.

Since that's the case, there's no need for me to keep playing the understanding good wife.

Looking at Jiang Yu's familiar yet unfamiliar face, I directly pushed open the door of the private room…

Even though I had imagined countless unbearable scenes before entering the room.

But walking into the room and seeing the scene before me, I couldn't help but clench the door handle tightly, almost losing my composure.

He was pressing against a woman's tender lips, with only a soaked tissue in between.

The people around laughed and jeered,

"They're almost kissing! Brother Jiang sure knows how to have fun!"

"The atmosphere has been set so perfectly, give us all a little peck!"

My hand on the door handle was trembling.

This is the man I've loved for eight years, and in this moment, I only feel mocked.

Today is our eighth wedding anniversary, I was at home preparing a candlelight dinner waiting for him to come back, yet he was here enjoying romance and frivolity…

"Hey, don't mess around…" someone whispered a reminder, gesturing towards the door.

Everyone turned to look.

"Sister-in-law? What brings you here? We're just messing around, don't mind us…"

I looked at his group of rowdy friends,

"It's fine, I just came to deliver some sobering soup, make sure to drink it later, don't waste it. Have fun, I won't spoil the mood here."

He has a bad stomach, can't really drink alcohol.

Yet I felt sorry for him going out for social engagements, learned various prescriptions to make this sobering soup.

All these years, to ensure his stomach wouldn't hurt after drinking, I'd spend a whole day prepping the soup every time.

But every time, I had to practically force it into him, and he would drink it with an annoyed look.

Thinking back, I was utterly foolish.

Putting down the sobering soup, I turned to leave, but he suddenly called out to me,

"Liu Zhixi! What are you throwing a tantrum for here?"

I turned to look at him, only finding him utterly ridiculous,

"Seeing this scene, do you think I shouldn't be upset?"

He glanced at the woman in his arms,

"Since you've seen it, let's just be open about it."

"You should know, I never loved you, all these years I haven't divorced just because you didn't make a fuss."

I clenched my fingers, nails digging into my palm yet I felt nothing.

Ha, eight years of effort, just so worthless.

"She's a good girl, I want to give her a status."

He turned to look at her, eyes full of tenderness.

"In fact, you should know her, she's Wen Qing, my secretary, also Xiao Fan's tutor."

My heart trembled, I've heard this name since Xiao Fan's preschool education.

So he had started preparing so early?

Very well, this way I don't have to worry about Xiao Fan.

"But don't worry, I won't divorce for now, we can maintain the status quo until Xiao Fan is grown."

"No need," I pulled out a smile, "since a divorce is needed, let's make it thorough. It's better for everyone."

He raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised.

I turned and left.

"Brother Jiang, look at this mess… I really think sister-in-law is mad this time."

"No way, today when she gets home, she'll just pretend this never happened."

"Exactly! How long have they been married? They even have a kid! Can she really be so ruthless?"

He glanced at the unclosed private room door, smiling indifferently,

"Ignore her, let's continue."