Meng Yue

At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.
At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.
At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.

After Divorcing and Going Abroad, Artist Wife Regretted

What I didn't expect was that Shen Xiaolan would actually abandon the mess in China and chase me to Paris.


She barged into the studio and gave Juanna a slap.


"Bitch, you're the one seducing my husband!"


I hurried to pull Shen Xiaolan away, but instead, she held onto me tightly.


"Song Xiao, you still care about me, don't you? Look, I've chased you all the way to Paris for you. Can't you forgive me now, and can we start over?"


I pushed her away: "No! The divorce agreement is signed; I have nothing to do with you."


"No! I won't go through with the divorce proceedings."


"If you don't, I'll file a lawsuit. Shen Xiaolan, we can't go back."


Shen Xiaolan screamed, grabbing her hair, and finally, she wrapped her arms around me, trying to kiss me forcibly.


I was utterly disgusted, yet I couldn't push her away.


I hurried to Juanna's side, holding her hand urgently: "How could you hit someone?"


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