After the divorce, the CEO knelt down every night begging for remarriage.

Night falls.

The luxury car that belonged exclusively to Li Tingze drove back to his residence.

The car headlights flashed past the floor-to-ceiling window.

Li Tingze looked towards the bedroom and for a moment saw a familiar figure standing in front of the window.

When he tried to confirm again, the floor-to-ceiling window was empty.

He had expected Lin Zhi to greet him when he returned home, but to his surprise, it was the maid who came to greet him.

But the person he thought he knew was nowhere to be found.

The servant asked him if he needed a meal prepared.

Li Tingze had already eaten out and shook his head slightly.

His gaze swept over the servant's hesitant expression.

He asked in a calm voice, "Is there anything else?"

The maid hesitated for a moment before telling the truth: "Actually, Madam has been locked in her room ever since she came back. We knocked on her door to ask her to come downstairs for dinner, but there was no response. We don't know if she's asleep in her room or what. I didn't dare to barge in and disturb her. I was planning to wait for you to come back before we talked, but I didn't expect to wait all night. If Madam doesn't eat something soon, she might faint from hunger."

Li Tingze's face darkened.

He ordered, "Go and prepare a few of the dishes that Madam usually likes to eat."

The maid looked embarrassed and said cautiously, "Actually, I really don't know what Madam likes to eat. Over the years, Madam has always cooked for you herself, preparing your favorite dishes. She rarely chooses what she likes to eat herself. Even when you are not here, she still prioritizes your taste."

The maid's words deeply touched Li Tingze.

As Lin Zhi said, in the years since they got married, she has been living in accordance with his preferences.

She lived in the cage he had woven, devoting herself entirely to being Mrs. Li, who had no freedom.

If this had happened to him, perhaps...

I'm already tired of it, I'm fed up with it, I don't want it anymore.

Li Tingze thought for a while before finally saying, "Prepare a bowl of egg noodles."

The maid wanted to say something, but Li Tingze had already gone straight upstairs.

Li Tingze arrived at the bedroom door and pushed it open with extremely little force.

In the dimly lit room, the white figure sitting on the sofa stood out.

He turned on the heater.

He sat down next to Lin Zhi and, seeing that she was silent, asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Zhi lowered her eyes and handed a freshly drafted agreement, still warm on the paper, to Li Tingze.

He calmly said, "I have drafted an agreement outlining the conditions we discussed at the hospital. Please take a look, and if there is nothing to add, please sign it."

Li Tingze was very surprised.

He looked at every word on the agreement with a faint smile on his face and signed his name under her gaze.

His deep, hawk-like eyes stared at her.

She spoke very softly: "You've prepared so thoroughly, are you afraid I'll go back on my word?"

Lin Zhi smiled faintly: "A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit. The lesson of eight hundred million is enough to spur me on and keep it in mind."

After saying that, she carefully put her copy of the agreement into the document bag.

Li Tingze casually tossed the agreement aside.

He got up, took Lin Zhi's hand, and walked towards the door. Lin Zhi did not struggle and went along with him, going downstairs to the restaurant together.

The maid had already prepared the egg noodles and placed them in the spot where Lin Zhi used to sit.

Lin Zhi stared at the egg noodles in front of her, not touching her chopsticks for a long time.

Li Tingze looked at her, his voice tinged with coldness: "You're putting on airs as soon as you get back. Do you expect me to feed you?"

Lin Zhi gently shook her head.

A faint, bitter smile appeared on his face.

She didn't know if Li Tingze was genuinely unaware or pretending not to know. Whether it was the pineapple cake from before or the egg noodles now, they were all things she didn't like to eat or dared not eat.

She has been allergic to eggs since childhood, and she dares not eat anything related to eggs.

Even a tiny bite can be so serious that it requires hospitalization.

She put down her chopsticks, looked into Li Tingze's eyes, and said with a faint smile, "It's not what you think. I don't eat it because I'm allergic to eggs."

Li Tingze was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you have allergies before?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it.

He quickly searched his memory but found no recollection of Lin Zhi eating eggs.

“I have been allergic to eggs since birth, and it always has been. The reason you think I wasn’t before is because you have never cared about me, or rather, you have never paid attention to anything related to me.”

When Lin Zhi said this, her expression was calm and composed.

It's as if they're talking about something trivial that has nothing to do with them.

I guess I've stopped loving you; nothing matters anymore.

Li Tingze took the egg noodles from in front of her, got up and went back to the kitchen. He first poured out the whole bowl of noodles, then stood in front of the stove and skillfully cooked a bowl of vegetable noodles.

Simple and plain, just water.

Lin Zhi didn't mind and ate all the plain noodles he cooked in one go.

He couldn't resist teasing, "It's so rare to get to eat something you cooked yourself. If word got out, the whole of Beijing probably wouldn't believe it."

Li Tingze could hear the sarcasm in her words.

He didn't feel unhappy at all; on the contrary, he was in a very good mood.

He thought that the fact that she still had the mood to belittle him meant that her mood was much more positive than when she was hospitalized.

Lin Zhi had long ago guessed that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Li Tingze is a businessman, and the fact that he personally cooked noodles for her shows that he wants to get something from her.

And this thing is her body.

After she finished washing up upstairs, she came out of the bathroom with her hair still wet when she saw Li Tingze lying on the bed in his pajamas, waiting for her.

To be honest, Lin Zhi wasn't very interested.

The image of him escorting Su Nianqing out of the hospital kept flashing through her mind.

She may not care, but that doesn't mean she doesn't feel disgusted.

Li Tingze was very patient, watching her sit in front of the dressing table, slowly and methodically drying her hair.

I don't know if it's because of the hair dryer, or something else.

The temperature in the room inexplicably rose.

Lin Zhi felt very uncomfortable after taking a shower.

The night is long, and no matter how long she can drag it out at first, it will eventually end and she will lie back in her soft bed.

She had barely lain down when he pressed himself against her.

Li Tingze didn't give her a chance to refuse, his lips covering her entire body.

This night.

Lin Zhi has lost her hand once again!

However, when she returned to the room and made intimate contact with him again, she didn't respond to him as before. Instead, she remained motionless like a zombie.

Her lack of response made him very unhappy.

The more she acted this way, the more ruthless he became.

He wanted to hear her beg for mercy.

However, she gritted her teeth the whole time.

As a result, his enthusiasm was gradually dampened, and he finished the task hastily.

after the end.

Li Tingze wanted to say something to Lin Zhi, but Lin Zhi had her back to him and had fallen asleep with her eyes closed.

No matter how much dissatisfaction he felt, he could only face the air.

She has returned, but the person she once was has vanished forever.

She is even more soulless now than she was before!

Like a walking corpse...