On their wedding anniversary, his cold, aloof ex-wife tossed down the divorce papers. “You’re just a househusband. You’re not good enough for me.”
Xiao Yan signed on the spot and walked out!
That very night, he bleached his black hair into a fiery blond, pulled on a leather jacket, climbed onto a heavy motorcycle, and roared through the streets, letting loose completely!
He opened a nightclub, broke into new industries, and became a god of new media, while goddesses from every walk of life pursued him boldly.
When he dyed his hair black again and became Jiangcheng’s top player, his ex-wife knelt in the rain, eyes red. “Xiao Yan, I regret it. Will you marry me again?”
Xiao Yan sneered and twisted the throttle. “Lady, we’re strangers. Get out of my way!”
