"Brother Han Chen, if you hold me like this, your wife will get angry..."
"We married by agreement. It's not up to her to dictate what I do!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Siwan obediently leaned against Fu Han Chen's chest, allowing him to carry her into the Fu Mansion.
As soon as they entered the living room, the mansion's housekeepers immediately gathered around with concern on their faces.
"Oh! What happened to Miss Xu?"
"Did Miss Xu get injured? Quickly, get the medicine box!"
"Yes, yes, the medicine box..."
Before Fu Han Chen could even utter a word, the crowd scattered to look for the medicine box.
Fu Han Chen didn't pause in his stride, crossing the living room briskly and heading straight upstairs.
As they passed by the dining room, he caught sight of a slender figure busily working in the kitchen, triggering an inscrutable shadow in his eyes.
Zhou Xiaoxiao, his wife.
No, rather he should say, his ex-wife.
He had her sign the divorce papers that morning.
With the thought of Zhou Xiaoxiao crying bitterly, begging him not to divorce, saying she would stay by his side regardless of his lack of feelings for her, that moment flashes in his mind.
It was a contractual marriage from the start. Now with the contract term fulfilled, it's only logical for the marriage to end.
She had grown accustomed to being Mrs. Fu, hadn't she? Unwilling to let go?
Back in the day, if it wasn't for my grandfather, I would never have married Zhou Xiaoxiao.
A prenuptial agreement, a marriage lasting three years. Now that the three-year term is over, and Wan'er has returned from M country, everything should return to normal.
Why was Zhou Xiaoxiao still lingering here?
Did she wish to continue bowing and scraping, riding the coattails of the Fu family, hoping he would change his mind about the divorce?
What a joke.
This marriage...he was going to dissolve it!
Fu Han's cold gaze slipped away. In a few strides, he ascended the stairs. Just as he entered his room, the butler rushed upstairs frantically.
"Young Master, disaster, the young mistress has left!"
"Left? Wasn't she just downstairs?"
Fu Han gently put down Xu Siwan and replied indifferently.
Seeing that Fu Han didn't react, the butler anxiously added, "She left just now. She didn't take anything, and hopped into a black sedan after removing her apron!"
Only then did Fu Han's reaction catch up, briskly stepping to the staircase to look down - but where was Zhou Xiaoxiao's figure in the dining room?
He then proceeded to Zhou Xiaoxiao's room, only to find it tidied up, neat and clean.
The divorce agreement just lay there, on the bedside table, with water stains on it that hadn’t completely dried yet.
Her tear-streaked face in the morning was as mottled as ever.
Fu Han Chen picked up the divorce agreement for a glance, fiercely gripped it, and then with a gloomy expression, abruptly pulled open the curtain.
Just in time to see a black Rolls-Royce hastily leaving the Elt Estate.
In just a few seconds, the tail of the car quickly disappeared from his sight.
Women, he scoffed.
In the morning, she said she didn't want to leave, but now she's stepping out without hesitation.
Did she really think his territory was a no man's land?
Does she think she can come and go as she pleases?
Fu Han Chen instantly felt like he'd been tricked, his face turned sour as he ordered his butler.
"Look into the owner of that car, I want the answer in five minutes!"
The Butler responded, "Yes!"
There are surveillance cameras around the villa. Just utilize the surveillance footage to search for the plate number and the result will be available shortly.
Five minutes later.
The butler knocked on the door, saying respectfully, "Young Master, the plate number [Sheng A9999] belongs to Su He, the president of TS Group, the eldest son of the Su family."
"Su He?" Fu Han Chen raised an eyebrow, "When did Zhou Xiao Xiao get involved with the Su family?"
"I...I don't know..." the butler confessed with a bewildered face.
The Second Young Madame, after all, was a penniless country girl with no background, married to the Second Young Master for three years. She couldn't even use a smartphone, so how could there possibly be a connection between her and the wealthy Su family?
But, that was indeed the car of the eldest young master of the Su family...
The thought of how Zhou Xiaoxiao had gotten his hands on him made Fu Hanchen's face darken ominously.
Good!
Very good!
He had not expected Zhou Xiaoxiao to pull off such a seamless transition!
He had really underestimated this woman!
Seeing Fu Hanchen's darkened face, the butler hesitated before finally speaking, "Young Master Fu, did you propose a divorce to the young madame today?"
Fu Hanchen's anger built up, "What? Must we pick a specific date?"
"N-no, that's not what I meant..." The butler stuttered, "Today... Today is Young Madame's birthday..."
Fu Hanchen's facial expression twitched, instantly extinguishing his anger.
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In the black Rolls-Royce...
In the back seat, Su He cannot hide the happiness that flickers in his eyes and rests on his brows.
"Little sister, the moment our second brother heard of your arrival, he specially planned a fireworks show to make tonight a lively celebration!"
"I believe that you guys can have fun. I'm tired and just want to rest well when I get home."
Su Yunran slightly smiles, demonstrating her lack of interest.
Upon seeing her exhausted face, Su He can't help but feel concerned, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Su Yunran shakes her head, smilingly, and leans her head on Su He's shoulder, whispering softly, "No big deal, I'm just too tired."
When her eyes are slightly lowered, a crystal tear trickles down her lashes, silently soaking into the pure black suit jacket wore by Su He.
As if neglectful of her own tear, she just stares fixedly at the old-fashioned phone gripped in her hand, lost in thoughts.
There's a message on the phone from Xu Siwan.
"Zhou Xiaoxiao, Han Chen is mine, you took my place back then, now it's time to give it back to me."
Reminiscing the moment when she saw Fu Han Chen carrying Xu Siwan into the villa, with such caution, as though handling a treasured item.
Her heart aches as if it's being pierced by a knife.
Zhou Xiaoxiao, in everyone's eyes, is nothing more than a penniless and background-deficient girl, how can she qualify for the position of Mrs. Fu?
Even he, Fu Han Chen, thinks that she's not worthy.
Otherwise, he wouldn't humiliate her like that, trampling over her genuine feelings...
She's tired.
This time, truly tired.
Just wanting to return home, and have a good rest.
With that thought in mind, two lines of clear tears fell, once again seeping into her suit jacket.
Su He felt his sleeve getting damp. Is there anything else that's not clear?
He sighed softly, caressed her head, and said with a broken heart, "If you're still attached to Fu Han Chen, big brother will go ..."
"No, it's not that. It's just...today is my birthday."
And he had chosen this day of all days.
Upon hearing this, a surge of anger rose in Su He's chest.
"Just because it's your birthday, I wish I could shred that bastard, Fu Han Chen!"
"Big brother, I don't want to hear his name again."
Su Yun Ran closed her eyes, letting the last tear run down her cheek. When she opened them again, they were clear.
"Let's just end things between him and I."
Zhou Xiao Xiao is dead.
Killed by Fu Han Chen with his bare hands.
From today onwards, she is just Su Yun Ran, the only daughter of the wealthy Su family!
