A Rolls-Royce Cullinan stopped at the door of the villa.

Jiang Cha sat in the passenger seat, her slender right hand resting on the car window. The misty purple dress made her look like a piece of porcelain-white and fragile jade. Her collarbone was delicate and thin, and a silver-white diamond necklace hung from her fair neck.

She looked at the person walking out of the villa, her new husband whom she had been married to for ten years and three months.

Pei Lingxuan came to her car with the divorce agreement in hand, full of confidence. A hint of grievance was mixed on his handsome face. "Sister, can we not get a divorce?"

Jiang Cha retracted his right hand and asked doubtfully, "What about your sister Xue'er? Does she like being a mistress?"

Pei Lingxuan lowered his eyes and raised a hint of anger, "No, she is not a mistress, Xue'er is just my sister."

Jiang Cha remained motionless. "That sounds nice. If someone didn't know, they'd think you two crawled out of the same belly."

Pei Lingxuan couldn't help but frown. "Sister, don't say such harsh words. Xue'er and I grew up in an orphanage. Our relationship is better than that of siblings in many families. It's just that we were separated later. Now that she's back, is it wrong for me to take better care of her?"

Jiang Cha raised the corners of his lips and sneered, "If you take better care of her, you can ignore your wife's birthday party and take her to watch fireworks and drive around? Do you remember what you said to me when we first got together?"

Clearly, five years ago, when they officially got together, he had promised her that he would spend every birthday with her every year thereafter, and also promised:

"From now on, I, Pei Lingxuan, will only be good to Jiang Cha. I will only pamper you and never lie to you. I will do everything I promised you and will mean everything I say to you. When others bully you, I will be the first to come out to help you. When you are happy, I will be happy with you. When you are unhappy, I will make you happy. I will always think that Jiang Cha is the most beautiful and there will only be you in my dreams..."

Pei Lingxuan turned away awkwardly, "Sister, those were just things I said when I was young and hot-headed. How could a man be so perfect?"

It is difficult for normal men to do this, let alone Pei Lingxuan, who became famous all over the country and won the Best Actor award at the age of 20.

He is two years younger than Jiang Cha, and now at the age of 23 he has won the highest award for an actor in the entertainment industry, the Academy Award.

When he thought of the relationship they had shared for so many years, Pei Lingxuan's eyebrows softened a little, and deep affection welled up in his eyes. He became more certain that the divorce was just Jiang Cha's temper, and that they would definitely reconcile with more coaxing.

As expected of an award-winning actor, his eyes turned red at any moment, and his nearly perfect face revealed a look of pain and fragility, like a charming fox. It was hard to resist his temptation.

"Sister, stop making trouble. I really can't live without you."

Jiang Cha felt like she had eaten shit-flavored chocolate. The packaging was gorgeous, but the reality was extremely disgusting. She endured the stinging pain in her heart and asked unwillingly, "It's either her or me, or me or her. It's your choice."

"Jiang Cha! Could you please not be so overbearing? Xue'er is just a simple and straightforward little sister. She can't get in our way at all."

A simple and straightforward little sister? Zhou Lingxue was already 22 years old, but he spoke like a kindergartener.

All her efforts over the past ten years have been in vain!

Jiang Cha raised an eyebrow, "So, you still choose her, right?"

Pei Lingxuan was silent, and after a pause, he said, "Sister, she saved my life. When I was a child, she was almost bitten to death by a wild dog because of me."

"Ah!"

Jiang Cha laughed in anger, but she still felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart. "When you were thirteen and living on the streets, I worked three jobs a day to support you. When you were targeted by hooligans, I risked my life to protect you. Later, when you plunged into the entertainment industry, it was me who protected you along the way, humbly soliciting investment everywhere, and even blocking those malicious and dirty tricks for you."

She was not complaining, but simply stating what she had done for him, which was the result of her painstaking efforts over the past ten years.

"I know you've been so good to me, but if it weren't for Xue'er, we might never have met."

Pei Lingxuan said earnestly, "Sister, I really only think of her as my sister. I promise that my body and soul belong to you alone and I will never let anyone else touch me!"

Jiang Cha bit her lower lip lightly, tears flashing in her eyes, but in fact she became more and more indifferent. "I don't want to recognize this sister. If you want to repay me, send her abroad tomorrow and give her a large sum of money, as long as she doesn't come back."

Although he knew that the other party would not agree, Jiang Cha still made one last attempt. Sure enough, Pei Lingxuan refused quickly.

"Impossible! Xue'er is different from you. She's not materialistic at all and has such a soft personality. She...it's hard for her to adapt to that kind of environment abroad!"

Jiang Cha raised her hand and touched the necklace around her neck. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "In your eyes, I'm a vain and bad-tempered woman, right? If I had been..."

"Don't mention the past anymore."

Pei Lingxuan's eyes flashed with impatience. "I know I owe you a lot. You single-handedly supported me, but without my good looks and acting skills, what's the point of your efforts? Besides, haven't you enjoyed the money I earned?"

He glanced at the Rolls-Royce and the high-end limited edition long dress he was wearing, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

Jiang Cha squeezed the necklace tightly, her eyes slightly red, and her voice trembled imperceptibly. "Okay, I understand. Let's get in the car."

Pei Lingxuan held the divorce agreement motionless in his hand. Thinking of the one-month cooling-off period, he felt a little relieved. "Sister, if you're worried about the rumors, I can ask Xue'er to clarify them. Can you please stop being unreasonable?"

"You think this is what I care about?"

Jiang Cha sneered. With the help of Pei Lingxuan, Zhou Lingxue, an 18th-tier artist, became a rising star in just half a year. Once the two of them appeared in the same frame, the overwhelming marketing was about them being a perfect match.

"If you had been more attentive, this rumor wouldn't have surfaced half a year ago."

She is Pei Lingxuan's agent and the person in charge of the company. If he hadn't said that he wanted to build momentum for Zhou Lingxue, no one would dare to spread such rumors.

After all, all the female celebrities who were used by him to gain popularity in the past were driven into autism by him. Zhou Lingxue was the only one he accepted. The fans who were originally skeptical now believed him without a doubt.

Pei Lingxuan's patience ran out. "Forget it, you should calm down first. After a while, we will..."

Before he could finish his words, a McLaren drove over with a "whoosh".

That was his favorite car model.

The car window quickly rolled down, revealing Assistant Zhang's professional smile. "Boss, Miss Zhou wants to have afternoon tea with you. She said she wants to discuss the script for her new play."

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