Don't regret it if you're divorced.

"My friend Li Wenhui is back, and I want to have dinner with him, so I won't go to Saizeriya Western Restaurant."

The weather in July was very hot, but there was a constant stream of diners in the evening. The entire Saizeriya Western Restaurant seemed extremely lively, as if it was Chinese New Year.

It was very quiet in one of the booths. The dining table was filled with ninety-nine red roses and various gift boxes.

Su Yi was stunned when he saw the WeChat message sent by his wife Song Fangfei.

My wife isn't coming!

However, today is their first wedding anniversary, and they had their first meal here.

But now, his wife doesn't come to have dinner with him, but instead wants to accompany Li Wenhui, the young master of the Li family who has been abroad for four years?

Su Yi smiled bitterly and glanced at the gift boxes placed next to him. One of the boxes contained a ruby ​​necklace.

This was the necklace that Song Fangfei had always longed to own. He had saved up his salary for three years, thinking that he could buy this necklace and put it on Song Fangfei himself.

Now it seems that I was expecting too much.

Su Yi shook his head, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

He knew that Song Fangfei did not choose him but Bai Yueguang, the male god, largely because they were in a contractual marriage.

That's right, Su Yi is just an orphan with no power or influence, while Song Fangfei is the eldest daughter of the Song family. In order to escape the marriage, she chose to have a fake marriage with Su Yi.

Su Yi thought that his chance had come, and he tried his best to please Song Fangfei. However, he never expected that the cold stone he had been holding for so long still could not be warmed up.

As luck would have it, Li Wenhui chose their wedding anniversary to come back to see Song Fangfei.

After dinner, Su Yi returned to the Jinlong Villa Apartment Complex.

There are some single-family townhouses here, each with a small yard of more than 100 square meters. The current market price of pure unfinished houses is around 5 million.

The eighteenth building is the small villa purchased by Song Fangfei. Including the decoration, the total cost was more than 7.2 million.

However, all this money was paid by Song Fangfei, and Su Yi did not pay a penny, because Su Yi was just a small employee, and Song Fangfei was the female president of Huihuang Design Company.

Su Yi did not go in. He brought back a box of Tsingtao beer and sat down in front of the courtyard gate. While drinking Tsingtao beer, he kept looking at the road section towards the entrance of the community.

After he finished five bottles of beer, he saw a white BMW and a black Mercedes-Benz driving towards the entrance of the community.

As the white BMW stopped, a tall young woman pushed the door open and got out of the car from the driver's seat. Her long legs wrapped in black stockings were very eye-catching.

When Su Yi saw that it was Song Fangfei, his throat tightened involuntarily, and a solemn look flashed across his drunken face.

Song Fangfei has fair skin, a tall figure and a graceful body. She practices ballet at home all year round. She has a slim belly and no extra fat.

She has an exquisite and charming oval face, long purple hair, and wears a light purple dress. Her already cool and elegant temperament makes her look like a secluded orchid in a valley.

In the past three years, Su Yi had not seen Song Fangfei smile many times, especially towards him, the number of times could be counted on one hand.

But he clearly saw that before getting off the car, Song Fangfei was still chatting with a man with long messy hair in the car. She looked very cheerful and her cherry lips were always raised.

For a moment, he wondered if he had seen it wrong.

When Song Fangfei saw Su Yi drinking at the gate of the yard, with wine bottles all over the floor, she couldn't help but frown and scold him harshly.

"Who allowed you to drink here at the gate?"

Song Fangfei has always had a little bit of cleanliness obsession. No matter where she lives or where she goes, she is the kind of woman who loves cleanliness.

Even at the gate of the courtyard, a red carpet is laid, and no garbage is allowed to be thrown there, let alone wine bottles.

Just one glance at him made her feel very disgusted with Su Yi.

The man who followed Song Fangfei out of the car was Li Wenhui.

He was wearing a white Armani suit, was tall and thin, and looked a little feminine because of his long, messy hair. He exuded a sense of pride.

"Oh, Fangfei, this is your contracted husband Su Yi? He's quite nice. I have to thank him for being my shield for three years!"

When Song Fangfei heard this, she glanced at Li Wenhui and immediately shook her head.

"Wenhui, don't talk nonsense!"

She found Su Yi as a shield, but in the beginning it was to escape her family's pressure to get married, not for Li Wenhui.

Now that Li Wenhui said this, she was worried that it would hurt Su Yi's self-esteem. With her principled personality, she didn't like doing this.

Su Yi burped and stood up immediately.

"Song Fangfei, who is he?"

Song Fangfei was a little surprised to see Su Yi being so fierce, because she had never seen Su Yi yell at her so loudly before.

All along, Su Yi never dared to call her name directly, but now Su Yi was obviously going a bit too far.

Although Su Yi now has a manly demeanor, she is disgusted when she sees that he is still drunk.

"He's my friend Li Wenhui. You haven't answered me yet. Who allowed you to do this?"

Su Yi sneered and did not respond to Song Fangfei. Instead, he stared at Li Wenhui, looking him up and down.

When Li Wenhui saw Su Yi staring at him, the corners of his mouth curled up and a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

"Fang Fei, divorce him tomorrow and I will marry you!"

Song Fangfei had a cold expression on her face and shook her head at Li Wenhui.

"Let's talk about it later. You just returned home today, and you must be tired after running around all day. Go back and rest."

Li Wenhui looked up at Song Fangfei's villa, then smiled jokingly and made a suggestion immediately.

"How about I stay at your place tonight? After all, we haven't seen each other for so long, and I still have a lot to say to you."

That's what he said, but what he was thinking was, with Su Yi as his contract husband here, I slept with Song Fangfei in front of him, what would Su Yi's expression be? I'm afraid it would be worse than death, right?

Of course, before returning to China, he had already investigated clearly that Song Fangfei was still a virgin, and Su Yi had never slept with Song Fangfei.

But he was her husband in name only after all, and he felt that this was also cheating on Su Yi. He was even more looking forward to seeing Su Yi being humiliated but helpless.

However, Song Fangfei's face darkened and she immediately rejected Li Wenhui.

"I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me here. Besides, you haven't seen your family since you came back today. You should go home quickly."

Seeing that Song Fangfei was determined to do so, Li Wenhui did not insist.

"Okay Fangfei, I'll treat you to dinner another day!"

Then he glared at Su Yi, immediately walked towards the black Mercedes-Benz and got in.

Song Fangfei only continued to look at Su Yi after seeing the black Mercedes drive away.

"Say!"

Su Yi smiled sadly, "You are already like this, why are you still pretending with me? If you hadn't gone to find him, would I be drinking alone here?"

"he is my friend!"

Song Fangfei retorted harshly, but her voice was a little weak, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Su Yi shook his head. "What kind of friend is worthy of you ignoring your husband and throwing yourself into his arms like this?"

Song Fangfei looked displeased, "Su Yi, stop talking nonsense! Remember, you are just my contracted husband and you have no right to interfere with what I do."

When Su Yi saw Song Fangfei getting angry, he subconsciously took two steps back, leaned against the gate, then nodded with a self-deprecating look on his face.

"Yes, I'm just your contracted husband. Who am I to tell you what to do? But why do you humiliate me like this?"

Song Fangfei shook her head, her pretty face extremely gloomy.

"I didn't humiliate you, you just thought too much."

Su Yi laughed, "Yeah, you didn't humiliate me! Today is our wedding anniversary, but you're hanging out with other men..."

During every festival, Song Fangfei would ask to spend it together in order to find a sense of ritual, to block the men who coveted her, and to fool her family.

But this time, Song Fangfei stood him up.

Song Fangfei was startled and quickly explained in a stern voice.

"I'm sorry, I forgot it's our anniversary. But the anniversary isn't important. We were just a fake couple anyway."

Su Yi's smile faded and he narrowed his eyes.

"I thought you would fall in love with me...it turns out I was just thinking too much."

Song Fangfei frowned and shook her head slightly.

"Then don't think too much. It's impossible for me to fall in love with you."

When Su Yi heard this, his eyes widened instantly, and then he let out a long sigh.

"In that case, let's get a divorce!"

Unexpectedly, Song Fangfei refused coldly.

"No! We can't get a divorce until my company goes public. In three days, my company will go public."

Su Yi was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

"Okay, then I'll wait for three days. After three days, we'll get divorced."

After saying that, Su Yi wanted to push open the gate and go in, but was stopped by Song Fangfei.

"You can't come in tonight. You violated the contract by drinking. So go and find your own accommodation for tonight."

Song Fangfei went in first and then locked the gate.

Su Yi was dumbfounded.