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

Shen Xiaolan was a well-known artist in the country, and as soon as the hot search came out, her image collapsed immediately.


With her artist image ruined, not to mention attracting investment, she couldn't even sell her paintings anymore.


Even the ones previously sold had buyers demanding refunds, along with exorbitant breach-of-contract penalties from Shen Xiaolan.


Former colleagues at the studio quietly told me that Shen Xiaolan now had a perpetually gloomy face, and no matter how hard He Shuyan tried to act gentle and kind around her, he couldn't get a good expression from her.


Before long, Shen Xiaolan sent him to dinners to attract investors, telling him to lower his demeanor.


He Shuyan, naturally maintaining his role as the pure college boy, refused, and Shen Xiaolan slapped him and told him to get lost.


He Shuyan had no choice but to go to the dinner, where he caught the eye of a wealthy woman in her fifties, and without hesitation, he slept with her.


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