She went to the wrong table on a blind date and ended up getting married to a billionaire CEO.

The night was as dark as ink, and Haize drove his luxury car alone through the city's night.

Instead of going straight home, he parked his car in front of a secluded villa.

The villa was lit with soft, warm light. As soon as Haize entered, he was embraced tightly by a soft body.

She was a woman with a voluptuous figure and a beautiful face. She was wearing a sexy nightgown with delicate embroidery, which made her look both charming and alluring.

“Baby, you’re finally here.”

The woman's voice carried a hint of coquettishness as her lips gently brushed against Hai Ze's ear, her breath sweet as orchids.

Haize smiled slightly, picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom.

There was no awkwardness or distance between the two; it was a tacit understanding that came from countless times of practice.

The bedroom was dimly lit, with only a bedside lamp casting a soft glow.

The ambiguity in the air was ignited like a fire.

The two bodies were drawn together like two magnets.

Their breaths mingled, like a stirring symphony, resonating with the desires in each other's hearts.

The woman's hands gently stroked Haize's back, as if guiding him, while Haize's movements were like those of a skilled dancer, perfectly matching each rhythm with her guidance.

Their bodies, like two leaves, danced and twirled in the passionate wind, yet remained tightly intertwined.

Every touch felt like igniting a flame in each other's hearts, fueling their passion.

Haize's actions carried a domineering possessiveness, as if he wanted to completely integrate the woman into his life.

The woman, like a blooming flower, fully displays her beauty and fragrance, responding to the sea's desire.

In this secluded villa, they seemed to be in a world that belonged only to the two of them, forgetting all the disturbances of the outside world.

There is only each other's existence, only each other's passion and fervor.

At this moment, their minds and bodies reached a perfect harmony, as if they had become an indispensable part of each other's lives.

This long-lost, familiar feeling brought tears to the woman's eyes.

For seven years, they had dated countless times in this villa, each time with a passionate and harmonious entanglement.

She knew that he was never short of other women, but she never questioned it, because he would always come back anyway.

She knew how infatuated he was with her.

She never dared to hope that she could become his legitimate woman, a woman publicly acknowledged.

But as long as he keeps wanting her and keeps coming back to her, that's enough.

But she hadn't seen him in a long time.

She only saw news about him in the news; he got engaged, he got married.

She even watched his wedding live.

Looking at that lavish and grand wedding, and the beautiful bride in her custom-made wedding dress.

She is also said to be a jewelry designer, another second-generation rich kid, and she even designed the wedding ring herself.

Such a beautiful scene seems so far away from me, yet it is so beautiful, so very beautiful.

She was so beautiful that she felt that if she were a man, she would also be willing to be devoted to him for life.

The money from the bank arrives on time every month.

She has no worries about food or clothing, but she is driven mad by emptiness.

She didn't know if he would come back, or if she would finally be free.

Perhaps that man has long forgotten his own existence, since he doesn't have to do the bank transfers himself anyway.

But tonight, on the second day of his marriage, he actually came to my place.

The woman felt like she was dreaming.

The two lay in bed, embracing each other. The woman gently traced circles on Haize's chest with her fingers, pretending to be nonchalant, and teased, "Baby, why aren't you spending your wedding night with your new wife?"

Haize smiled slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "What is she? She's nothing more than a tool for the Shen family to use in a marriage alliance. I'm marrying her only for the benefit of the Shen Group."

The woman was startled, unsure if it was true.

After all, it was common knowledge that Haize was infatuated with Shen Qingge.

She could sense that he had feelings for Shen Qingge.

But the fact that she came to my place right after getting married, and the anger revealed behind her disdainful tone, were all genuine.

A woman's feelings are complex.

A hint of smugness crept in. Since he didn't love his wife, his position wouldn't change.

There was also a hint of coldness in his eyes; this man was truly heartless and loved no one.

Or maybe he doesn't love anyone at all.

A sense of desolation, like the saying "the rabbit mourns the fox's death," arises spontaneously.

But she was used to acting and never revealed her true emotions.

She mimicked his nonchalant, sarcastic tone:

"Then you'd better be careful not to let your new wife find out you're having an affair, or things will get complicated."

Haize snorted coldly: "Her? Giving her the position of wife is the greatest show of sincerity I can offer. Now that she has accepted, she has no choice in the matter."

Hearing this, the woman couldn't help but chuckle: "Then I'm relieved! I love your domineering nature. Since your wife can't control you, you'll be mine forever!"

Haize smiled slightly and reached out to pinch the woman's nose: "Then you'd better perform well and not disappoint me."

The woman giggled and leaned in to kiss Haize's lips: "Baby, don't worry, I definitely won't let you down."

The two became entangled again.

The next day, when Haize returned home, Shen Qingge was already up.

She barely slept all night. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a cup of hot tea, she looked somewhat dazed.

She saw Haize walk in; his face no longer bore the traces of yesterday's effort, but instead held a calm satisfaction.

A woman's intuition told her something was wrong.

Almost instinctively, she wanted to please him: "Haize, I... I genuinely want to live a good life with you..."

But a cold look from Haize caught Shen Qingge off guard, and she was speechless again.

She changed her approach: "If all else fails, let's get a divorce." Haize's face instantly darkened. He abruptly stood up, walked up to Shen Qingge, and looked down at her: "What did you say?"

Shen Qingge did not back down. She raised her head and looked directly into Haize's eyes: "I want a divorce. You have no feelings for me. This marriage is torture for both of us."

"I've known for a long time that you have no feelings for me. But now that you've decided to marry me, don't even think about leaving."

Who do you think I am, Haize? You think I can just marry you whenever I want and leave whenever I want?

Even if it's torture, you'll have to endure it.

Haize's tone was cold, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Shen Qingge felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Why, why? If that's what you think, why did you agree to get married in the first place?"

“You want to marry me. Your father also wants you to marry me. A marriage alliance with the Shen family wouldn’t do me any harm.”