After two ex-husbands drained my savings, I was left penniless and abandoned.
> As I was thrown out of the house on a rainy night, I bonded with the “Scumbag Rehabilitation System.”
> System: “Every time you publicly humiliate an ex-husband, you'll get one million yuan.”
> I immediately turned around, snapped a photo of my ex-husband getting cozy with his mistress, and posted it in the residents' group chat.
> “A reminder to all the neighbors: watch out for fires and burglars, and especially for husbands who cheat.”
> The group chat exploded, and so did my ex-husband's phone.
> System: Ding! “First takedown successful. One million yuan has been deposited.”
> And so I embarked on a professional face-slapping campaign against my ex-husbands.
> Until one day, the System assigned its ultimate mission:
> “Choose one ex-husband to remarry, and make him your loyal puppy.”
The cold raindrops fell like a shower of tiny stones, pounding the asphalt and splashing up muddy water. They also lashed mercilessly at my bare neck. I clutched the battered handle of my suitcase so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Rain trickled from my hair into my eyes, stinging and blurring my vision. Before me stood a row of townhouses, brightly lit yet especially cold and indifferent behind the curtain of rain. It had once been my “home” in name, but now it was a fortress driving me out.
Behind me, a voice I knew down to my bones, now so spiteful it made me sick, cut through the rain: “Su Wan, what are you dawdling for? Get out! Just looking at you brings bad luck!”
It was Xu Mo. My second husband, or more accurately, my second ex-husband. Just ten minutes ago, the agreement he'd carefully arranged, with all the generosity of a handout...
