After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

Sheng Junheng's residence.

Now, he and Meng Ziyi live alone in a house outside, and they live separately from Fu Ying.

But because of Meng Ziyi's threats to her, Fu Ying could only live obediently now, and did not dare to disturb the lives of Meng Ziyi and Sheng Junheng.

However, although Fu Ying didn't bother, Sheng Junheng didn't touch Meng Ziyi either.

According to what Meng Ziyi said, she didn't think they were husband and wife at all.

Today is also the third anniversary of their official marriage.

Meng Ziyi specially prepared a table of meals, as well as red wine and candlesticks. It looked like a very delicate candlelight dinner.

However, Sheng Junheng probably didn't remember such a day very much, he didn't return home until very late.

Meng Ziyi's mood also changed from excitement and anticipation at the beginning to discouragement later.

If a man remembers all the days related to you, it means that he has you in his heart.

If he can't even remember such a basic day, where the hell is he putting you?
Although Meng Ziyi's heart turned cold, she still smiled and said to Sheng Junheng: "Do you still remember what day it is?"

Sheng Junheng glanced at the cake in the middle, on which the words "Happy [-]rd Anniversary" were written.

He just remembered what day it is today.

She had made so many preparations for it, but he had completely forgotten about this day.

"I'm sorry, I'm too busy. I've been working on a foreign cooperation project for a while, and I don't even have time to rest, so..."

Meng Ziyi didn't blame him, but asked in a joking tone: "If you're not busy, will you come back to spend the anniversary with me?"

Sheng Junheng went to the table and sat down, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"I'll punish myself for a cup first."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin and drank half of the glass of red wine in one gulp.

Seeing this move of his, Meng Ziyi didn't feel any good in her heart.

She raised the corners of her lips: "Jun Heng, I'm your wife, and I don't want you to deal with me the way you do in business."

"This is not coping." Sheng Junheng corrected.

But Meng Ziyi didn't want to worry about these anymore: "Junheng, before preparing this dinner, I told myself in my heart, give us another chance."

"As long as you remember this day today, no matter how much indifference and neglect I have to endure in the future, I am willing to suffer. But...you have completely forgotten this day. I can no longer find a reason, Make yourself stronger."

Sheng Junheng blinked, and vaguely heard another meaning from Meng Ziyi's words.

He asked tentatively, "What do you mean?"

Meng Ziyi unhurriedly picked up a document from the chair beside her.

She pushed this document in front of Sheng Junheng: "Here."

Sheng Junheng lowered his eyes and looked at the document in front of him.

After he understood the content of this document, his face was covered with surprise: "Divorce agreement?"

"Anyway, you didn't marry me because you liked me at the beginning. I don't want to trap you in this marriage anymore. I've been waiting for you to come back and see me, and I'm tired of waiting."

Meng Ziyi sighed as if accepting her fate: "Maybe the end is a good result for both you and me. Moreover, I am indeed not good enough for you. I can understand that you think I am dirty and refuse to touch me."