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Chapter 1 Divorce Gift Chapter 1 Divorce Gift
After the over-indulgent night, she woke up in the morning with body exhausted into pieces. Jean Wen moaned as the sunlight danced across her face. She knew she needed to get out of bed, but her body disagreed. She was exhausted despite how much she had slept.
The man answering the phone call caught her attention, it seemed he was about leaving, She rubbed eyes and made herself out of bed, then walk out the bedroom barefoot. As Jean took in her surroundings, she heard a man speaking. When she listened attentively, she realized that he was talking on the phone. From the conversation, it seemed he was about to leave. She rubbed her eyes as she tried to convince herself to get out of bed. Jean groaned as she stood and turned to the bedroom door.
"Zed Qi…" "Zed Qi…"
Jean Wen stopped him. Standing by the door with finger digging the door sheet, she looked at him bashfully. Jean Wen whispered when she saw the man. Wearing only the bedsheet, she stood by the door. Jean tapped her bare foot on the ground and smiled at the man bashfully as she waited for him to finish speaking.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later in the company." "Okay, I'll talk to you later at the company."
The man hanged the phone, stopped and looked to her. The man ended his conversation abruptly. A beep sounded as the call disconnected. Then he turned to look at the woman by the door.
Jade white skin covered with a piece of gauze, making Jean even more beautiful and charming. Zed Qi's eyes slowly roamed over Jean's body. Her pale skin was in subtle contrast to the color of the bedsheet. He particularly liked how her ruffled hair added to her allure. Zed Qi thought Jean looked even more beautiful and charming in the morning light.
"I’m waiting." "I’m waiting."
The man spoke in an unconcerned tone, he looked a little impatient. The man said in a nonchalant tone. He seemed a little impatient.
Jean chuckled, "The lot in the suburb, could you…" Jean chuckled, "The lot in the suburb, could you…"
"No way!" "No way!"
The man rejected immediately, even didn't allow her speak more. The man reacted immediately. He didn't even let her finish her request.
Jean was a little ruffled, she strode over to him and said, "I don't think you can be sure for its good development, plus, you are already wealthy enough, why do you stick on this so hard?" Jean was a little surprised at his reaction. Slowly, she walked toward him and said, "I don't think you can be sure that the lot has potential. Plus, you are already wealthy enough. Why are you so adamant on keeping it?"
The man frowned, his deep-set eyes turned into cold all in a sudden, in a low voice, he countered, "Mrs. Qi, please be careful what you are saying, the lot is mine, besides... The man frowned. His deep-set eyes reflected a terrifying coldness. He spoke in a low husky voice, "Mrs. Qi, please be careful about what you say. The lot is mine, besides...
do you always ask for favor this way?" do you always ask for a favor this way?"
Jean slightly clenched fists, his arrogant and homiletic tone made her so unpleased, however, he was the one grabbing her tail. Jean clenched her fists. Although his arrogant and homiletic tone displeased her, she smiled seductively. She needed him to agree to her request!
"You just got it yesterday..." "You just got it yesterday..."
Jean muttered, in a voice nobody but herself could hear. Jean muttered softly.
The man settled his shirt, took his coat and got ready to leave. The man didn't appear to have heard her remark. He finished settling his shirt before grabbing his coat. Then he turned to leave.
Jean was not giving up at all, she doubled over to him and held his arm, looked at him with pathetic eyes and played coquetry with him, "Please, please, do me a favor, I know you are the most generous man, just leave it to the Wen, promise me, okay? Determined to have her way, Jean doubled over to him and held his arm. She looked at her husband with her most charming expression as she pleaded, "Please, please, do me this favor. I know you are a very generous man. Please promise me that you will leave the lot to the Wen family. Promise me, okay?
Promise me..." Promise me..."
Zed raised his arm so that Jean's annoying hand couldn't hold any more, then he gave a stern and extremely cold look, "No!" Zed shook off Jean's hands. Annoyed with her perpetuance, he gave her a stern and extremely cold look, "No!"
"You!" "You!"
Her anger couldn't help surging, thinking that she should be the right person to be seething. Jean seethed. She couldn't understand why he was being so stubborn. She couldn't hide her frustration as she had tried multiple approaches to convince him, and each time Zed refused her.
The man walked out the door directly without leaving other words to her. Without another word, Zed walked out of the room.
For the sake of the dirty-looking dressing, Jean didn't follow him out. After settling her anger, she returned to the bedroom. Since Jean was inappropriately dressed, she didn't follow him. Instead, she took a few deep breaths and returned to the bedroom.
Changing clothes in front of the closet, she still couldn't help cursing, "You bastard, Zed, I played so hard with you throughout the night, it can't even earn you such piece of land, you the asshole, I will let you know who I am, the things you took from me will have to be paid!" Once in the closet, she selected her clothes. As she stood in front of the mirror, Jean couldn't help cursing, "You are a jerk, Zed. I tried so hard. I even slept with you last night! I can't believe you won't even consider my request. Let's see how you feel if the situation were reversed!"
As Jean lifted leg to put on pants, she felt a sudden pain between the thighs, and moaned softly, "Ah, it hurts..." As Jean lifted her leg to slide on her pants, she felt a sudden pain between her thighs. Memories of the previous night flooded her and Jean cursed Zen some more.
Suddenly, a slender hand holding a dress appeared in front of her. Suddenly, Jean saw a slender hand holding a dress appear in front of her.
Jean turned back with a frightened look, Mr. Qi, the one she just cursed, was standing right there and looking at her. Jean turned back with a frightened look. She had been loudly cursing her husband and now, he was standing right behind her. He looked at her curiously.
"Can you repeat what you have just said?" "Can you repeat what you just said?"
Zed's face blackened and appeared a sardonic grin. Zed's face darkened and a sardonic grin appeared.
‘I saw he left, didn't I? ‘I saw him leave! Didn't I?
What dragged him back so soon? Why did he return so soon?
What should I do, query posting: what defense to make when caught speaking ill of your husband by him? What should I do?' Jean wondered. What defense could she possibly have for all the things she just said?
Urgent case.' Jean found herself in an impossible situation.
In order to make him pleased, she usually behaved decently and elegantly. ‘He supposed to have heard all of it, I guess? She usually behaved decently and elegantly in front of Zed to please him. ‘I suppose he heard everything I said.
Will he be more reluctant to help me with the lot? Oh, it's all over.' Will he be more reluctant to help me with the lot? Oh, it's all over.'
"I didn't say anything, was there anybody talking? Unsure of what Zed might have heard, Jean decided to play dumb. "I didn't say anything. Did you hear someone talking?
I heard nothing." I heard nothing."
Jean flicked the hair around her cheek, embarrassed though, she composed herself and managed to squeeze a smile, however, the shivering hands betrayed her. Although embarrassed, Jean casually flicked her hair away from her cheek. She composed herself and managed to squeeze a smile, however, her trembling hands betrayed her.
Zed's grim face got worse, which frightened Jean into shivering. He then threw the dress into her arms, turned back over to the cabinet and left after taking the car key. Zed's grim expression worsened. Frightened, Jean shuddered. After glaring at Jean for a while, Zed threw the dress into her arms, before turning to the cabinet and taking the car key.
'So he was back for the car key.' 'So he returned for the car key.'
Looking at the Zed's back, Jean swung her fists in the air and murmured with anger, "Should I have known you are such a heartless bastard, I would definitely not pay my body!" Looking at the Zed's back as he walked away, Jean swung her fists in the air and murmured with anger, "If I had known that you would be a heartless jerk, I would not have slept with you!"
The more Jean recalled how wild she was last night, the more hatred she felt for herself. As Jean recalled how wild she had been the previous night, shame and guilt flooded her. She felt nothing but hatred for her actions.
The marriage between Zed and Jean was actually a business. This titular marriage, however, because of Jean's greedy father, who forced Jean to conquer Zed by body before divorce, had changed into a body consuming game. The marriage between Zed and Jean was nothing more than a business deal. This titular marriage, however, had been arranged by Jean's greedy father. He had coerced Jean to sleep with Zed just before their divorce. She felt like a prostitute.
As for the outcome so far, it seemed Jean gained nothing but a lesson and a used body. And what had all this scheming gotten her? Jean had learned a lesson. Zed was not as easy as she had been led to believe.
Now that she failed to conquer him, she had no choice but to go home and tell her father the truth. Since her plans had failed, Jean had no other choice but to go home and tell her father the truth.
Wen's house. Once at the Wen house,
Knowing Jean's failure, Mr. Wen flew into a rage and smashed a teacup onto the ground. Jean explained her failure to her father. Mr. Wen flew into a rage and smashed a teacup onto the ground.
"You just come back easily with this little thing undone?" "You gave up so easily? You couldn't do the one thing that I had asked you to do?"
Jean lowered head and pushed herself to apologize, "Sorry, I have done everything I can, there is no way left for me to go on, and the divorce day is coming soon, could I just stay at home now? " Jean lowered head and pushed herself to apologize, "I'm sorry, Father. I did everything I could. There is nothing else for me to do. Mr. Qi will divorce me soon. Can I just stay at home now?"
She had seen enough Zed's cold face, in addition to the crazy night she had with him, she couldn't feel more embarrassed like a clown before him. Their marriage had been quite an unpleasant experience. Zed always seemed cold toward her. Jean couldn't understand it and the more she tried, the more frustrated and anxious she became. Now, after the crazy night she had with him, Jean felt so embarrassed. She didn't think she could face him again.
"No! "No!
You have the marriage certificate with him as grounded evidence, then you wait! You are married to the man. You can use the marriage to get what you want. There's no need to agree to the divorce.
Never dream about backing home before you take him down!" Don't dream about coming back home till you have taken him down!"
Mr. Wen threatened, then drove Jean away. Mr. Wen threatened before forcing Jean to leave.
Jean had no choice, she returned to Zed's house and waited him to talk over the lot. Since Jean had no other choice, she returned to Zed's house and waited him to arrive. She knew she had to talk to him about the lot again.
She wouldn't accept waiting meaninglessly. She didn't want to be trapped in this meaningless marriage any more. There had to be a way out.
Jean stayed alone in this massive house, where Zed didn't show up till the next day. Jean spent the night alone in Zed's massive house. She gave up when she realized that Zed had no intention of returning.
The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt, she couldn't accept that the hard work she made last night was even not worth the lot. Alone, Jean was consumed by pity. She felt devastated and couldn't accept that her effort from the previous night was not even worth a proper discussion about the lot.
"Is it because I’m not skillful?" "Is it because I’m inexperienced?"
Jean doubted in a mutter. Jean muttered.
As those kinds of things came over her mind, Zed came back, he looked very tired. After getting through the door, he walked directly towards the bedroom. When Zed returned the next morning, he looked very tired. After walking through the door, he headed straight for the bedroom.
"You are back." "You are back."
Jean threw away her dignity and started playing cute stuff with him. She helped hang his coat, swipe his face with wet towel, and made every effort for making him happy. Jean threw away her dignity and started doting on Zed. She helped hang his coat, and wiped his face with a wet towel. She was determined to make every effort to please him.
"I'm sleeping." "I'm going to bed."
Zed then took quilt and lay down, it seemed he had no intention to talk more with her. Zed said curtly, before lifting the quilt and lying down. Jean sighed as it looked as though he had no intention to speak with her.
‘What excuse can I make to my father if I failed taking him down? ‘What excuse can I give my father if I fail again?'
And tomorrow is the day, as agreed previously, we should go through the divorce procedure. As she recalled his advise about her marriage, Jean frowned. The appointment for their divorce procedure was tomorrow, as agreed previously.
There will be no more chance for me, I have to do it now.' 'There will be no more chances for me. I have to do it now.'
"Did you work overnight, Zed? "Did you work overnight, Zed?
You are not looking good, I can do you a little massage, it will help you relax, come on." You are not looking too good. I can give you a little massage. It will help you relax."
She gently said. She purred.
Zed gave no reaction, she took this as acquiescence, then started massaging around his shoulders, with excessive strength, so that he could hardly fall asleep. Zed did not react. Jean took his silence as consent and placed her fingers on his shoulders. As she began kneading, she increased pressure so that he wouldn't fall asleep.
"Although we are going to divorce tomorrow, we have been couple, you know, husband-and-wife relationship, could you leave that lot to me as a divorce gift? " "Although we are getting divorced tomorrow, we have been a couple." Jean blushed and fumbled as she couldn't bring herself to speak of the previous night. She hesitated before trying again. "We've been, you know, in a husband-and-wife relationship. Could you leave that lot to me as a divorce gift?"
Jean asked brazenly. Jean closed her eyes and bit her lip as she waited for Zed to reply.
Zed opened eyes, weariness and brightness appeared at the same time, "In return, what gift will you give me?" Zed opened his eyes. Although he looked weary, her request seemed to make his eyes sparkle. "In return, what gift will you give me?" He asked.