A popular female live streamer with a constant stream of wealthy patrons.

Upon hearing the voice, Fu Yanshi abruptly raised his handsome face to look at her.

His suit was tattered and wrinkled, and the buttons on his shirt were torn off. His eyes, which were once as dark as a pool, were now bloodshot, like a trapped beast that had been lying in wait in the dark night, both oppressive and sharp, making it hard to breathe.

"You lied to me, didn't you?"

Xu Qinghuan frowned. "What?"

"You don't really want to choose Nie Zhisen, you were just saying it in anger, right?"

She abruptly withdrew her hand, instantly concealing all her concern for him, and feigned impatience, "I thought President Fu would be able to let go easily, but I didn't expect him to be such a womanizer who loves to cling to others! It's just a pity that I don't want to continue this charade—hmm!"

Before Xu Qinghuan could finish speaking, Fu Yanshi pressed down on her with an aggressive kiss.

It swallowed up all the rest of her words, those words he didn't want to hear.

Fu Yanshi's kiss was urgent, devoid of desire and skill; all that remained was the smell of blood, like rust, spreading from someone's broken lips.

He desperately sought her response, worshipping her lips and tongue again and again, wishing he could meld her whole being into his body.

Xu Qinghuan was like a puppet, completely at his mercy, allowing him to take whatever he wanted.

Unwilling to give up, Fu Yanshi, who was drunk, kissed her even more fiercely, pinning her down on the carpet and holding her hands firmly above her head.

He lost his mind and started tearing at her clothes.

Only when the two were completely naked before each other, only when he entered her body, did Xu Qinghuan reach out and push against his chest, beginning to dodge.

"Fu Yanshi, I'm here to sign the divorce papers with you. I'm not a prostitute!"

However, the two were vastly different in strength; his chest was hard and solid. In desperation, Xu Qinghuan could only raise her hand and slap him across the face.

Fu Yanshi froze, all his movements stopping.

Xu Qinghuan didn't expect to hit him. She was a little scared, after all, she was facing a drunk man who had lost his mind when he kissed her, so it wouldn't be surprising if he did something now.

Can--

Fu Yanshi still didn't say a single harsh word to her.

He couldn't tell.

The two of them just stared at each other, and time flowed by.

"You've thought it through, choose Nie Zhisen."

The first thing he said was the same sentence.

"Correct."

As Xu Qinghuan nodded, she clearly saw a certain string in Fu Yanshi's eyes snap, shattering completely...

He quietly withdrew, turning his back to give her time to get dressed.

“Our marriage was a contractual agreement, which included a breach of contract clause.”

"I know." Xu Qinghuan buttoned up her clothes. "I'll find a way to pay you back."

"No need. You just need to promise me one last thing, and this agreement will be null and void. We'll be even."

Xu Qinghuan was taken aback. "What is it?"

"Marrying you was a carefully planned scheme. I was afraid you would become suspicious, and I was also afraid my parents would find out and object, so I didn't include the wedding in my plans."

"..."

“I’ve already contacted a wedding planner and chosen a date. We’ll have the wedding in the morning, and then I’ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you to get a divorce in the afternoon.”

Xu Qinghuan clenched her hands tightly, barely managing to hold back the tears that were about to burst forth.

"No need, I don't want any wedding."

"This is my request, Xu Qinghuan. Can't you at least have some sense of contractual obligation?"

She stopped talking and quietly watched his back.

After a long while, he finally let out a soft "hmm".