Let’s Get Divorced: A Beijing Powerbroker Is Handing Me the Knife

I'm Qiao Jiaxin, the only daughter of a wealthy family. I practically paid my way into marrying a poor scholar, supporting his entire family's lavish lifestyle for three years.

It wasn't until he made me care for his first love during her postpartum confinement that I saw the consent form for my abortion hidden in his safe.

"Having children is a woman's duty. If you can't do it, stop taking up the spot." My mother-in-law took away my last piece of jewelry.

That night, as I packed my dowry, Fu Shiqin kicked open the scumbag's lab door. "I hear you used my woman's money to support your bastard?"

The night my ex-husband knelt and begged for mercy, the capital's most powerful heir clutched my divorce certificate and pouted aggrievedly. "At the graduation ball ten years ago, when you scuffed my limited-edition sneakers... I should have locked you up right then."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.