Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

The door opened, and the room was brightly lit. Someone was sitting on the sofa. Hearing the sound, they only glanced up, scoffed, and casually looked away.

He was also extremely impatient to see her. Yuewu didn't understand why he would stay with her when his disgust was so obvious, even though she felt wronged and had to stay alone in an empty room.

However, his attitude reinforced Yuewu's idea of ​​divorcing him and taking half of his property. Once she got the money, she could travel around and buy a bunch of sparkly items to hoard at home.

She didn't want to be subjected to his disdain every day. Speaking of which, how did the original owner fall in love with him? Was it because of his looks?

Moving to the other side, my gaze fell upon his face. He was a different type from both Gu Chengzhou and Ming Ci. He was wearing a white shirt, which had been meticulously crafted with elaborate patterns embroidered in light-colored thread on the smooth fabric, giving him a touch of understated elegance.

An expensive suit jacket was casually draped over the back of a chair, and two buttons of the once-neat shirt were undone. The relaxed posture exuded languor, and the open collar formed a V-shape, revealing a prominent Adam's apple on her long neck. Her fair skin accentuated her sculpted and sexy collarbone, and glimpses of her cleavage could be seen through the gaps before being completely covered by the white printed fabric. The whole person was unruly and undeniably attractive.

The moon mist couldn't take her eyes off it.

With sharp and distinct facial features, she has a pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes that are both affectionate and charming. Coupled with her clear, soft voice and natural ease in conversation and laughter, she can easily win the favor of others.

She roughly understood why the original owner of this body had been captivated by him.

She is indeed quite attractive.

"Lianwu, can't you be a little more reserved?"

He deliberately ignored her, and walked to the side, staring blankly at him, looking completely mesmerized, almost drooling.

Yuewu subconsciously shook her head and blurted out, "You're beautiful," before quickly covering her mouth in realization.

Si Xiunian glanced at her. Although he was happy to be praised, he didn't want it to come from her. Just because she said she liked him, he would be forced to be tied to her for life.

"Even if you're pretty, I won't like you. Look at your infatuated expression." He said sarcastically. He would have maintained his gentlemanly demeanor before, but ever since he got her drunk and had sex with her, he had become even more impatient with her.

But today, his mother repeatedly urged him to come back and visit, and he inexplicably had the driver turn around and come here.

I stood nervously at the door for a while before finally deciding to push it open. Once inside, I found there was only a cleaning lady there. All that psychological suggestion he'd given me was for nothing.

A sense of melancholy surged up, and my heart ached with sharp pain. Was this the original owner's emotion? Even if she no longer loved him, would she still feel hurt when she heard hurtful words?

Love is indeed a complex emotion.

Yuewu also felt melancholy. She had been staying in the Main God Space and rarely met people. Usually, she only saw bearded men like the director of the Quick Transmigration Bureau. She had never seen much of the world, so much so that if she looked at someone a few times, she would be called a lovesick fool.

Hmph, what's so interesting about it?

She sniffed, her glassy eyes darted around, and she glared at him fiercely before storming up the stairs, leaving Si Xiunian with only the sound of her footsteps.

From the embarrassment of being exposed to the tears welling up in her eyes, and then to her anger and embarrassment, the changes in her expression were so rapid that he didn't even have time to react.

When he came to his senses, she was already gone. He was stunned. Was she crazy?

I sat up again, the scene from just now replaying in my mind. Thinking of Yuewu's appearance, my resentment towards her dissipated considerably.

It looks pretty good; it's all to his liking.

Did she look like this before?

After leaving the room, Yuewu thought it over seriously and decided that she still wanted a divorce. Otherwise, with his sharp tongue, she would eventually be driven to death by his mouth if she stayed any longer.

A perfectly normal person, with only a mouth.

In the story, three years later, the male lead meets the female lead. From developing feelings for her to pursuing her intensely, from misunderstandings and entanglements to reconciliation, their love story is full of twists and turns. In the end, the male and female leads fall in love, while the villain suffers from envy and turns evil, causing the plane to collapse.

So as long as we keep an eye on the villains and keep the male and female leads together peacefully, the mission can be completed smoothly.

perfect!

But how should I tell Si Xiunian?

Should I just say I want a divorce and we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate together, or should I be more tactful and say, "Hi, are you free? Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce whether you're free or not..."

Having never experienced it before and not knowing how to operate it, I was momentarily at a loss as to how to broach the subject.

"What are you muttering about?" He'd been acting strangely ever since he came in, speaking in a low, meowing voice like a cat.

Si Xun was suddenly interrupted, and filled with resentment, she turned around angrily and glared at him, "I'm thinking about how to get a divorce, please don't bother me."

She turned her head back, still sulking, muttering, "What kind of person is this? They have no sense of propriety at all."

The bedroom fell silent suddenly, and Yuewu realized that the person standing behind her was her nominal husband, Si Xiunian.

Turning around, she looked at the person who had come in. He had changed into a silk nightgown, his hair was loose and casual, and the black silk fabric made him look even more elegant. Through the gaps in the buttons, she could see some firm and sexy abs. He must have just taken a shower. If she got closer, she could smell a faint magnolia fragrance, the same as the scent on her body.

Yuewu blushed, then remembered his mockery and forced herself to look away.

Actually, she didn't really want to watch it that much.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, curled the corners of her lips, and let out a soft laugh from deep in her throat. She was truly incredibly charming.

It made her cheeks flush, and she looked incredibly delicious.

Yuewu's mind was in a mess, she was so nervous that she couldn't think of anything to do before she accidentally blurted it out. She was also staring at him so intently that she was embarrassed and flustered. She stammered and questioned him about why he came to her room, puffing out her chest and trying to act tough.

Si Xiunian was amused by her blaming behavior. Why did he come here? It was all because of her. Even though they slept in separate rooms after they got married, she initially suggested that they share a room, but he wouldn't listen. He didn't know who gave her the bad idea to put all the blankets and other bedding from all the other rooms into the master bedroom. If he couldn't find any blankets, he would have to go to the master bedroom.

In short, every time he moved something, she would have someone else move it.

Now they're turning around and questioning him!

He made me laugh in exasperation.

Moon Mist suddenly remembered this from the original owner's memories. She chuckled and stopped talking. It was too awkward, and she fell silent once again.

Neither of them spoke, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Si Xiunian composed himself and spoke first. His voice was like a refreshing breeze under the warm sun, gently soothing people's restless hearts. His words also carried a hint of alluring charm, making Yue Wu prick up her ears to listen.

"Were you just talking about divorce?"

"Um?"

Seeing her blank expression, he repeated, "Weren't you muttering about wanting a divorce?"

After understanding, Yuewu slowly nodded under his gaze.

"Divorce, are you serious?" The tone was serious, the face expressionless, and the voice lowered, creating an inexplicable sense of oppression that was frightening.

I'm scared, but I still have to try.

She looked up and met his gaze, speaking nervously, her already soft voice becoming even softer, "It's true, actually, it seems I don't like you that much. Maybe we should just end this ill-fated relationship and go our separate ways?"

She tilted her head, trying to see the expression on his face.

Bad fate?

Do you really despise him that much when you're with him?

He harbored doubts and couldn't help but complain, blaming her for how much she loathed their marriage.

Realizing what had happened, she shook her head. Wasn't this exactly what she had been looking forward to? Could it be that she was addicted to masochism and wanted to reminisce even after parting ways?

He's despicable.

She silently slapped herself in the face, took a few steps forward, and came to the bedside. Yuewu shrank back, afraid that he might do something, but he walked past her, went to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took out a piece of A4 paper that had been pasted on the bottom of the drawer, and handed it to her.

"Once you sign, I'll have someone handle the rest."

Yuewu took it blankly, unable to react. It was so easy; she could get a divorce just by signing a document.

So fast.

A cheerful, hearty male voice came from above her head; Si Xiunian was on the phone with someone.

"Hey, Aqi, the bachelor party can be restarted. Call a few more people and have some fun."

"Assistant Lin, come to Liwan tomorrow to handle the divorce matters."

"How did you know I finally got divorced...?"

Yuewu's face fell, the joy of her successful plan gone. She had worried that he would be upset and furious, yet she had agreed to go out and have fun without hesitation. She picked up a mirror and admired her delicate and beautiful face from all sides. Her almond-shaped eyes were like autumn water, full of affection. Her cheeks still had the blush that had not yet faded, and her red lips were tender and dewy, tempting people to taste them.

He sighed and stroked her face. Such a beautiful fairy was being disliked. He must have something wrong with his eyes. Maybe he got hit on the head one day and his aesthetic sense became messed up.

“This house is yours. My things…” He paused, thinking of her previous actions, and changed his mind, continuing, “My things will be taken away, and someone will come to handle the follow-up matters. I hope you can explain this properly to my mother.”

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation, leaving Yuewu alone in the room. Yuewu didn't care. With him gone, the oppressive feeling also disappeared, and she felt much more relaxed.

Today was pretty good. I completed the initial plan and even got a house for free.

very talented.

66 chimed in, "Wuwu is amazing! Keep it up!"