President Jiang, Stop Kneeling. Your Wife Has Already Struck You from the Household Register

Five years ago, Chen Qiao became Jiang Xingzhou’s woman to pay for her mother’s medical care. By day, she was the assistant he relied on most. By night, she was the woman closest to him. She even helped him manage his long-distance relationship with his one true love.

Five years later, his one true love was coming back, and Chen Qiao had become a replacement to be discarded. Gritting her teeth, she stood on her own two feet and found herself somewhere else to go. Everyone was waiting to laugh at her, but she held her head high and soon made a name for herself all over again. Her biological parents, missing for years, suddenly appeared to bring her home and inherit a fortune worth tens of billions. Her genius younger brother watched over her, following at her heels like a little shadow, and a young rising star even proposed to her in public. Chen Qiao thought she had finally turned the tables against all odds.

At a banquet, Jiang Xingzhou watched Chen Qiao basking in the limelight, grinding his teeth in anger. He cornered her and snarled, “You want to be with another man? Did you ask whether I’d allow it?”

Chen Qiao tugged on his tie, her eyes alluring. “But, Mr. Jiang, I’m tired of playing with you.”