You Feel Sorry for That Scumbag, but Now You’re Stuck When I Ask for a Divorce

When Xie Zheng saw his wife's social media post about spending the night with a male intern on their wedding anniversary, the death knell had already sounded for their marriage.

Everyone said Xu Qingci was simply too kind. She sponsored poor students, promoted them ahead of schedule, and looked after them personally. She was only trying to save the person she had once been.

Only Xie Zheng knew how carefully the young man named Fu Mingchuan had schemed: misappropriating his father's surgery fund, ruining his birthday dinner, and tormenting him with one post after another visible only to him.

“He's just a kid. He needs help,” his wife always said.

Until Xie Zheng heard Fu Mingchuan chuckle on the phone: “That stupid woman is so easy to fool.”

Until Xu Qingci slapped him in public to defend the “kid.” “Xie Zheng, can't you show a little compassion?”

That night, Xie Zheng burned their wedding photos.

The next day, he founded Zhengming Technology with his core patents.

Three months later, his ex-wife's company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and she came begging him to show mercy.

Xie Zheng handed her the divorce papers. “President Xu, I never go easy on anyone in business.”

Only later did Xu Qingci finally see Fu Mingchuan for who he really was, and understand that the man who had once loved her more than life itself had become the business world's most ruthless legend. The new woman by his side was winning everything Xu Qingci had lost with the kind of “kindness that respects boundaries” she had once scorned.

“If only I had woken up sooner...”

“There are no what-ifs,” he interrupted calmly. “My love died in those countless nights when you chose to abandon me.”