After the Divorce, My Ex-Husband Discovered I'm a Big Shot

The divorce agreement lay on the glass coffee table. I picked up the pen and signed my name: Yan Sui. Zhou Shiyu sat opposite me, his face expressionless. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. After I signed, he pushed a copy of the agreement to me. "Yan Sui, let's part amicably. This house is yours, and I'll give you an additional five million, enough for you to live comfortably from now on." I didn't speak, folded the agreement neatly, and put it into my old canvas bag. "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can contact my assistant." His tone was flat, as if he were giving an official instruction, "provided you don't go too far." He straightened his expensive suit.