After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

"Zhuo Yuchen, are you satisfied now? We can go get the divorce certificate tomorrow!"

Zhuo Yuchen's pupils narrowed.

His face turned cold.

Yan Niannian has already given him the answer.

She still chose Fei Siyu.

After releasing Yan Niannian, Zhuo Yuchen took a step back.

His eyes turned cold, and his voice seemed to be chilled by a faint frost. "Divorce? So that I can grant you and Fei Siyu your wish to be together?"

"Ah!"

"Stop dreaming!"

“You…” Yan Niannian looked up, staring in astonishment at Zhuo Yuchen’s cold face.

Biting her lip, Yan Niannian felt a surge of resentment at being fooled. She was furious. "Zhuo Yuchen, didn't we just agree on this? You deliberately tricked me?"

Have you used this?

"Ok?"

Zhuo Yuchen waved the condom in his hand.

With a frown, he threw it to the ground in disgust.

Just now, to scare Yan Niannian, he deliberately said that the winner could use a condom with her.

If it didn't work out, he can naturally deny it.

"Yan Niannian, you have really disappointed me."

Then, after giving Yan Niannian a deep look, Zhuo Yuchen turned and left.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would lose his temper and want to strangle this promiscuous woman.

Standing frozen in place, staring at Zhuo Yuchen's retreating figure, Yan Niannian clenched her fists tightly.

She was so angry she gritted her teeth.

She was clearly ready to embrace a new life.

But the result?

It felt like I'd been doused with a bucket of cold water; the disappointment was as great as my hope.

Zhuo Yuchen is such a scumbag.

Does he hate himself that much?

Why must you trap yourself in this terrible marital quagmire and make her suffer a fate worse than death?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Yan Niannian ripped off her suit jacket, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it.

One kick after another.

It was as if what was being trampled on was not a piece of clothing, but... Zhuo Yuchen's flesh and blood.

When the waitress walked in and saw this scene, she was terrified.

"Um... Miss..." After a few seconds, she cautiously began to speak.

Upon hearing the sound, Yan Niannian stopped what she was doing.

She turned to look at the other person. "What is it?"

"When Mr. Zhuo left, he asked us to bring this new dress in for you." As she spoke, the waitress walked over and placed the dress on the coffee table.

Yan Niannian glanced at the red dress she was wearing.

His face was full of bitterness.

It's tattered and worn, showing signs of being bullied; it's definitely not wearable anymore.

"Thank you!"

……

Yan Niannian walked out of the golf club in a low mood.

My chest feels heavy.

At this moment, she finally understood the true meaning of the saying "marriage is a tomb".

woman!

It’s really not easy.

The marriage is easy to enter but difficult to leave, so when preparing to step into the marriage hall, a woman must keep her eyes open and be able to distinguish between a human being and a dog.

otherwise……

That's the end of my life.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Niannian tried her best to compose herself.

She won't just give up like that.

no way!

If Zhuo Yuchen won't leave, then she'll find a way to force him to.

Just then, Yan Niannian's phone rang.

It was a call from one of Sister Xue's employees.

The pastries are ready.

Yan Niannian arrived at the agreed location.

The shop assistant personally handed the pastries to Yan Niannian before leaving with peace of mind.

Holding it in her hand, Yan Niannian looked down and examined it.

The box is exquisite and beautiful, a unique feature of Jin Sheng Dim Sum, and features their exclusive logo.

This pastry is specially designed for older people and is called "Sunset Glow".

It has a soft and chewy texture and a sweet taste.

Low in sugar and fat, it's simply delicious and nutritious.

It was very popular as soon as it was launched.

Unfortunately……

Because this pastry has extremely strict requirements in its production process, its production volume is even smaller than that of other pastries in the pastry shop.

Demand exceeds supply.

Many wealthy people can't afford it.

Including Dong Yan.

She had already been discharged from the hospital and was shopping with a wealthy woman.

The two were arm in arm, having just come out of a luxury store.

"By the way, Sister Dong, have you tried the new 'Sunset Cake' from Jinsheng Pastry Shop?"

"Nope!"

Dong Yan couldn't help but frown when this matter was brought up.

"I sent someone to make an appointment a long time ago, but even so, I was still scheduled for six months later. The boss is stubborn and won't listen to anyone who offers extra money to get ahead of me."

"You really don't know how to appreciate it!"

Upon hearing this, the noblewoman raised her lips smugly.

She deliberately boasted, "Who says it isn't! But I have a good wife."

"You know, her family is powerful. Today, they used their connections to get me a box, and it's already been delivered to my home."

"After we finish shopping together, I can taste it when we get back."

Dong Yan was taken aback.

She was provoked by the other person's showing off, and felt a tightness in her chest.

They usually hang out together, appearing friendly on the surface, but secretly they're always competing with each other.

Normally, she always gets ahead of her.

But today...

But they lost out to Jinsheng's pastries.

Moreover, since it involved both of their daughters-in-law, Dong Yan was even more upset.

She thought of Yan Niannian.

Other men marry powerful and influential socialites, but what is Yan Niannian?

An abandoned orphan girl.

Even when she used to be subservient and try every means to please her, she still looked down on her.

What's more, now?

snort!

When Yan Niannian comes begging for a divorce later, she'll definitely vent her anger tenfold.

Just as she was deep in thought, Dong Yan looked up.

She suddenly saw Yan Niannian.

At this moment, Yan Niannian was standing by the roadside, holding an exquisite box in her hand and examining it.

Dong Yan's pupils dilated.

That is……

Jin Sheng Dim Sum Cafe, that "Sunset Glow" cake?!

Dong Yan was overjoyed.

That bitch did a good job this time; she even managed to get such a difficult dessert to please her.

But don't think that this will make you forgive her.

Puffing out her chest, Dong Yan took the hand of the wealthy woman and, with an air of authority, walked towards Yan Niannian like an empress dowager.

……

Yan Niannian glanced at the time.

It was getting late, and she had to hurry to the Fei family to see Old Master Fei.

Just as Yan Niannian was about to leave, she heard someone call out to her arrogantly, "Yan Niannian!"

Yan Niannian stopped and glanced around.

Dong Yan?

How did I run into her here?

As she frowned, Dong Yan and the noblewoman approached her.

In an attempt to save face in front of the wealthy woman, Dong Yan's greedy gaze swept over the pastries in Yan Niannian's hands. She cleared her throat and asked with feigned pride.

"Yan Niannian, it must have been difficult to get this box of pastries, right?"

"No!" Yan Niannian said nonchalantly. "It's pretty simple, you can get it if you want it."

She tells the truth.

But when Dong Yan heard this, she scoffed, "Alright, stop pretending. Someone of your status wouldn't even qualify for a reservation at Jinsheng Dim Sum Restaurant."

"I can't believe I got this box of pastries by kneeling and begging."

"But don't think that I can easily forgive you just because you've gone this far. We'll have to see how you behave afterward."

"Alright, you can't go back to the Zhuo family now. Give me the pastries!"

As she spoke, Dong Yan arrogantly stretched out her hand.