[Wealthy CEO + contract marriage + comedic contrast + chasing his wife to the crematorium + everyone makes wild assumptions]
Everyone in Beijing’s elite circles knew Jiang You was Yan Chen’s spoiled little canary. She could do whatever she wanted, all because Mr. Yan indulged her.
Until one day, hiding in the study, Jiang You heard Yan Chen scoff. “The agreement expires in three months. Whoever wants to deal with this princess can take her.”
Jiang You got it: if she kept acting up, she’d lose the five hundred million yuan divorce settlement!
That very night, she tore up her “How to Be Clingy” guide, returned her designer dresses, and transformed into an emotionless mansion-housekeeper machine.
When Yan Chen came home late at night, Jiang You handed him warm water. “You’ve had a long day, Mr. Yan. Would you like me to book your date with your white moonlight for tomorrow?”
When Yan Chen had a stomachache, Jiang You called 120. “Sweetie, the ambulance will be here in five minutes. Don’t forget to leave us a five-star review!”
She thought she could make it through the agreement and leave with her money. But on the last day of the divorce countdown, the untouchable, celibate tycoon pinned her against the wall, eyes red.
“Jiang You, you used to make me peel grapes for you. Now you can’t even be bothered to look at me?” Yan Chen ground out, holding out a limitless black card. “Act up just once more, and I’ll give you my life.”
