When I woke up, I’d been spoiled on the plot.
I was cannon fodder. I’d loved the wrong person, trusted the wrong brother, and was about to see my whole family destroyed.
And the ice-cold wife I was preparing to divorce was my one true love, the only person who would die for me.
At that moment, she was holding divorce papers, her gaze icy. “Shen Yi, sign them.”
I looked at her, picturing the plot spoilers playing in my mind: she’d work herself to death paying off my debts.
I smiled.
I tossed the papers into the trash, then called my first love on speakerphone right in front of her.
Lin Wan’er: “A Yi, hurry up and divorce that woman, okay?”
Me: “Miss Lin, watch your words. She’s my wife. Bother me again and you’ll regret it!”
Seeing Su Ning’s ghost-struck expression, I walked over, picked up the glass in front of her, and took a sip.
Then I kissed her right in front of her.
“Wife, the water was a little cold, so I warmed it up for you.”
[Comments: ??? You can play the cannon-fodder role like this?!]
Cannon-fodder plot? From today on, I’m the screenwriter!
