Dream Reading

At the dinner party, the genius painter husband used his multimillion-insured hands to crack open crabs for the little assistant. Just to coax her to eat something when she had no appetite.
And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to secure investments for him, I asked him to get me some stomach medicine. He simply refused: "My hands are for painting, don’t you have hands yourself?"
For ten years, he hasn't bothered to change his rejection tactics.
That day, I sobered up in the cold wind and asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.
Gu Shaoxuan, in this rushed and complicated world, you and I are no longer on the same path.
At the dinner party, the genius painter husband used his multimillion-insured hands to crack open crabs for the little assistant. Just to coax her to eat something when she had no appetite.
And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to secure investments for him, I asked him to get me some stomach medicine. He simply refused: "My hands are for painting, don’t you have hands yourself?"
For ten years, he hasn't bothered to change his rejection tactics.
That day, I sobered up in the cold wind and asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.
Gu Shaoxuan, in this rushed and complicated world, you and I are no longer on the same path.
At the dinner party, the genius painter husband used his multimillion-insured hands to crack open crabs for the little assistant. Just to coax her to eat something when she had no appetite.
And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to secure investments for him, I asked him to get me some stomach medicine. He simply refused: "My hands are for painting, don’t you have hands yourself?"
For ten years, he hasn't bothered to change his rejection tactics.
That day, I sobered up in the cold wind and asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement.
Gu Shaoxuan, in this rushed and complicated world, you and I are no longer on the same path.

After Divorce, Loving Gu Shaoxuan’s White Moonlight Husband Regrets It

Honestly, I didn't expect Gu Shaoxuan, who usually acts like a carefree boss, to have such a reaction.


Maybe my recent strange behavior finally caught his attention.


A trace of panic flashed in Gu Shaoxuan's eyes, and he grabbed my hand, demanding, "What exactly are you trying to do!"


Just as I was about to speak the truth, I heard Cui Ni's scream from backstage.


Gu Shaoxuan quickly tossed aside my phone and rushed over with big strides.


I quietly picked up my phone, pressed the payment button, and then went backstage.


The picture frame was shattered all over the floor, with Cui Ni lying there, her wrist pierced by the wood splinters of the frame, blood flowing continuously.


"Boo hoo hoo, Brother Gu, Nini's hand is injured, won't she be able to paint anymore?"


"It was Sister Wen Nan who asked me to tidy up. I really didn't expect these frames to fall down, Nini was being very careful, did Nini do something wrong?"


Gu Shaoxuan carefully held Cui Ni's hand, his eyes already red.


The next second, he turned his head and yelled at me:


"Wen Nan, have you had enough of your antics?"


"Cui Ni is my assistant, she usually only tidies up my things. Why did you make her do heavy work, what's your intention?"


"I've put up with your indecencies at drinking tables over the years, but now are you corrupt enough to frame others?"


Ignoring the suspicious looks around, I explained calmly:


"I didn't ask her to come, I was clearly at the front just now..."


Gu Shaoxuan interrupted me, no longer able to bear it: "Of course you don't have to come yourself, my studio is under your command, you can just find someone to come on your behalf!"


"Now, come over and apologize to Nini immediately, or I'll call the police!"


I pulled out a self-mocking smile, just about to agree to call the police and check the surveillance.


Cui Ni hugged Gu Shaoxuan tightly, desperately stopping him from calling the police.


Whatever she said, Gu Shaoxuan naturally agreed to everything.


He gritted his teeth and said, "Nini doesn't want me to call the police, okay, but I won't let you off!"


After saying that, he directly picked up a painting from the corner and viciously smashed it beside my feet.


The solid wood frame almost crushed my leg bone, its sharp edges piercing through my flesh.


"This is payback for Nini! Everyone listen, from now on, the work in my studio has nothing to do with Wen Nan! Anyone who dares to follow her orders again will be kicked out!"


"Wen Nan, when you've reflected enough and apologized to Nini, then come to the studio!"


Gu Shaoxuan picked Cui Ni up in his arms, directly crashing past me, leaving without looking back.


I stood in the same spot, tears uncontrollably streaming down.


Mixed with blood, they fell, one after another, onto the shattered frame at my feet.


This was the painting Gu Shaoxuan spent three months creating when he proposed to me; it was once his most treasured piece.


Made with thirty thousand instances of my name, it illustrated the future we once hoped for—seeing the sunset in Paris.


But now, the once fervent love is shelved by him, and the promises we made are broken by his own hand.


I took the paper from the frame, tore it into 48 pieces, and threw the shredded scraps into the trash can.
