My best friend and I both married into the Prime Minister’s household. She married the unruly young master, while I married the refined and gentle elder brother. Who knew the two brothers were both pining for someone else? My bestie finally snapped and cried, “I want a divorce!” I clapped my hands. “Divorce! If you’re doing it, so am I!” While our scumbag husbands were losing their minds, the two of us were spending our nights singing and drinking at the brothel. Then the doors were kicked open. The young master’s eyes were bloodshot, while the elder brother pinned me against the wall, his gaze dark.
“Xie Ruoxuan, did you really think I was a good man?”
