[Sunny female painter and cold-tongued CEO Lu]
[Brainless sweet article, don't take it too seriously]
In order to repay the huge debt, I "sold" myself to Lu Chen, the richest man in Jiangcheng.
A contract, three years of marriage, he paid the bills, and I was a peaceful vase.
Article 1 of the agreement: no romance, no bed, no boundary crossing.
I acted conscientiously - when he came home, I greeted him with a sweet smile; when he left, I let myself go. She has a prosperous gallery career, lives in a luxurious house, and can avoid relatives who want her to get married.
I thought this deal was a sure profit, until my ex-boyfriend Bai Yueguang, who had been separated for many years and left for Paris, suddenly came back with his best friend.
When we met again in the restaurant, his eyes were as gentle as before: "Zhiwei, long time no see."
My back felt cold, because next to me, my contract husband, Lu Chen, who had just finished greeting me, was standing quietly.
What's even more frightening is that that night, I was pinned by him in the shadow of the garage, and his always cold voice made me angry: "Xu Zhiwei, is this the reason why you want a divorce?"
I panicked and raised my hands and swore: "Husband, believe me, he and I are done!"
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——Everyone thought this was a deal until he tore up the contract and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Mrs. Lu, our accounts will be settled slowly in this life."
