I Just Signed the Divorce Papers, and the Trillionaire CEO Clung to My Legs in Tears

After three years of marriage, Su Li’s husband, Shang Chongxiao, did little besides transfer money on time. His three most frequent lines were: “Mm,” “I’m in a meeting,” and “I’ll be home late.”

Su Li once thought she’d married a career, not a person.

Then one day, a low-grade “green tea” showed up at her door wearing Su Li’s “silk, hand-wash only” pajamas, her belly starting to show. She even brought along an eyesore of a selfie and a taunting message:

“Don’t be mad, Sis. Chongxiao says I look better than you in this~”

Su Li’s eyes widened in shock, not because her marriage was falling apart, but because the wrinkles in those pajamas made it obvious they’d been thrown in the washing machine!

She calmly studied the other woman’s slightly rounded belly, completely unfazed. Then she pulled out a calculator and started estimating the costs of prenatal checkups, postpartum care, premium formula, private kindergarten, and everything else.

Their years of “marriage”? No, it was three years of diligently meeting her KPI as a wealthy housewife! It was time to collect her severance package.

“Divorce is fine,” Su Li said, elegantly pulling out a detailed financial settlement and slapping it on the table. “Sign it, and I’ll leave right away. I sincerely wish you both a long and happy marriage and a baby soon... Oh, you’ve already got one on the way. Then I’ll throw in a copy of my family’s heirloom, A Newborn’s Guide to Keeping Their Hair. Given your Shang family’s worrying hereditary hairline, you know what I mean.”

The whole internet thought Su Li was a discarded rich wife who’d left with nothing, and waited to laugh at her.

But that very night, Shang Chongxiao, the icy, powerful business tycoon worth hundreds of billions, clung to her ankle like a 200-pound toddler who’d had his lollipop stolen, bawling his eyes out:

“Wife, I was wrong!”