After the divorce, the aloof female CEO was filled with regret.

"Why are you back?" I asked in surprise.

I don't know why, but the moment I saw her, I didn't feel hatred, resentment, or the obsessive love from a past life; instead, I felt a sense of relief.

Moreover, it has been so long since I've seen the real Jiang Yuwei. She is as fresh and young as I remember her, and she is just as stunning as any top female star. No wonder she captivated me and drove me crazy.

Even if I died once, I would still love her face, but my heart would never be stirred again.

Jiang Yuwei looked me up and down, then glanced at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, a hint of displeasure appearing in her bright eyes.

Then, he walked towards me with an oppressive aura that was suffocating.

My heart skipped a beat, and I took two steps back, looking at her warily. Even though I was half a head taller than her in high heels, I felt like I had to look up at this woman.

"What are you going to do?"

I am well aware that we have only been married for one year, and Jiang Yuwei has not yet realized that she deeply loves her white moonlight. I have not done anything wrong, so she will not make things too difficult for me.

But when I took two steps back, I realized with a start that I couldn't control my urge to distance myself from her.

After deciding to let go, I not only stopped longing for her to be near me, but I even resisted her.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuwei frowned, looking at me with confusion, before her expression quickly turned into a mocking smile.

"Ye Qiu, you went to great lengths to trick me into coming back, and now you're putting on this act. Who are you trying to fool?"

I asked, puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

Who lied to her? I wish she would never come back.

This time, her brows furrowed again, and she suddenly raised her hand, grabbing my collar, her beautiful eyes filled with coldness.

Her breath landed on my face.

"Still pretending? Didn't you conspire with your cousin to tell me you were dying and force me to come back to see you?"

A feeling of suffocation came over me, and I felt my neck being strangled painfully. Without thinking, I pushed her away.

“I didn’t collude with him. I didn’t know about this. He must have acted on his own.”

I loved her so humbly; whether it was her birthday, a holiday, or an anniversary, I never forced her to come home and spend it with me.

Besides, having already died once, I wouldn't force it.

She sneered, "You and your cousin have been so close since childhood, like brothers, and you dare to say you know nothing?"

Looking at her impatient expression, her eyes full of frustration, I couldn't help but feel a mocking smile, a self-deprecating laugh.

In the beginning of our past life, we treated each other with respect. She gave me the cold shoulder and ignored me. I shamelessly tried to warm her heart. Later, when I found out that she was in love with another man, I tried many methods to keep her, but she became more and more disgusted with me.

I told myself it was because I was bad and made her dislike me, but I did nothing wrong in this life. I just had a stomachache and ate a bowl of noodles on our wedding anniversary, and she still disliked and hated me.

Clearly, she simply dislikes me.

I straightened my back, looked down at her, and suddenly spoke.

"Jiang Yuwei, let's get a divorce."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuwei was stunned, seemingly surprised, her delicate face full of mockery.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

Of course I know that if I had a choice, I would rather be reborn before I married her.

I looked down at the calluses on my palms. Because I love her, I am willing to go from being a rich young master who could inherit the family business to a stay-at-home husband who only revolves around her.

Self-sacrifice and self-dedication—from beginning to end, only he himself was moved.

"Our marriage is an arranged one. I know you don't like me. Now, let's set each other free. Isn't that better?"

Her expression seemed to turn completely cold, and she was unusually angry. "You were the one who insisted on marrying me back then, making up all sorts of nonsense in front of Grandpa, forcing me to marry you. Now you just want a divorce? What do you take me for?"

"Do you think I'm just for fun?"

She forced me to look down and meet her gaze.

My heart skipped a beat.

Although it was supposed to be an arranged marriage, my family was actually far inferior to Jiang Yuwei's. If it weren't for the fact that my grandfather and her grandfather had a connection and arranged a marriage between us when we were children, I wouldn't have been qualified to ask to marry her.

Jiang Yuwei is also extremely opposed to arranged marriages. If her grandfather hadn't been seriously ill and forced her to register our marriage, I wouldn't be her husband. Now that I'm proposing a divorce, it is indeed somewhat provocative of her.

“I’m not taking this lightly; I’m serious. I’ve met the person you like. That male doctor is very handsome and has a great presence. His family background isn’t as good as yours or mine. If I give up my position, you won’t have to worry about your elders’ opinions, and you can pursue him legitimately.”

Her ideal man is about to go abroad. Once he leaves, she will realize that she really loves him, can't let go, and can't miss him. Therefore, she will relentlessly pursue him and try to take him by force.

As for me, who is just like the devoted second male lead in a melodramatic novel, I can no longer be like in my past life, occupying the position without doing anything and causing trouble from time to time to attract their attention.

I need to withdraw before the protagonist pursues love, so as to avoid the tragedy of the previous life.

Jiang Yuwei's face instantly darkened. She was somewhat nervous. "You've seen him? No wonder you seemed like a completely different person all of a sudden. You even know that his family background isn't as good as yours or mine. What are you trying to use him to threaten me with?"

She pressed closer and closer, and I retreated step by step, my heart pounding, until my back hit the wall and I had nowhere left to go.

She thought that when I mentioned her "white moonlight" (a term of endearment for someone who has unrequited love), I was warning her that I had her weakness.

My heart sank, and I immediately denied it, "We've been married for a year, when have you ever seen me threaten you? I just want a divorce."

“You leave early and come home late every day, and I live like a bachelor. I really like you, but I can’t be an old virgin when I’m seventy or eighty, can I? Besides, you can’t get what you like, and you don’t touch what you don’t like. You’re not tired of living, but I’m very tired of watching you live like this.”

Jiang Yuwei looked up at me, slightly tiptoeing, her red lips brushing against my collar. If I lowered my head just a little more, my red lips would touch hers.

If this were my past life, I would have been so excited I would have gone crazy. Unfortunately, all I feel now is an endless sense of oppression.

She parted her red lips slightly and said sarcastically to me, "Single? Looks like you're lonely if I don't touch you."

I was stunned for a moment, then my face turned bright red, and I gritted my teeth: "That's not what I meant!"

In my past life, she chased after me to get a divorce, wanting to cut all ties with me. Even when I was dying, she would hang up on me when I called her. Now that I want a divorce, she should be happy and readily agree. Why is she thinking all sorts of things and trying to talk nonsense with me, refusing to fall for my trap?

Jiang Yuwei scratched my chin with her freshly dyed red nails, looked at my face, and moved closer to me. My body instinctively stiffened.

The corners of her mouth quirked up.

"I don't care what you mean, you can start the marriage, but you can't end it."

"If you're really lonely, I'll allow you to go out and meet up with whoever you want, as long as it doesn't affect my reputation, you can do whatever you want..."