Everyone Thinks I'm Playing the Long Game, but I'm Just Losing It

Qi Zhuozhuo was widely known in Beijing’s socialite circles as a vicious villainess.

Stealing people’s fiancés, splashing red wine at parties, slapping the adored girl: she’d done it all, and everyone knew her reputation was rotten.

Then, for the sake of profit, the Qi family “sold” her to Shen Ciyuan, the cold-blooded head of the powerful Shen family.

A two-year sham marriage contract had the city’s elite waiting to watch her make a fool of herself.

When her mother-in-law criticized her for not knowing the rules, Qi Zhuozhuo held up her bowl and earnestly asked, “Can you eat the rules with a chicken leg?”

When the adored girl taunted her sarcastically, she sincerely complimented her: “Your concealer is amazing. You can’t even see your plastic surgery scars.”

At a business banquet, someone deliberately tripped her. She sprawled on the floor and complained, “I didn’t fall. Someone’s face dropped on the floor and made it too slippery!”

Everyone thought she was crazy.

But before long, the city’s elite had all started imagining hidden meanings behind her every move.

The butler: “The young madam is no ordinary woman. Every step she takes is part of a master plan.”

Shen’s mother: “That woman actually used retreating as a way to force me into a corner!”

A business rival: “That look she gave us just now means she’s already figured out our secrets!”

Qi Zhuozhuo looked utterly baffled. “Huh? I was just hungry and wanted a chicken leg.”

Later, everyone knew that Shen Ciyuan had married a crazy, spoiled troublemaker who would eventually be thrown out on her ear.

Until one day, someone saw the cold and heartless head of the Shen family tear up the divorce papers and lock them in a safe, then shield Qi Zhuozhuo behind him with a frosty expression.

“Divorce?”

Shen Ciyuan sneered through clenched teeth.

“Not a chance.”

“For the rest of your life, you can only go crazy behind my back.”