After three years of marriage, Shen Yubai finally understood that Lin Jianyue regarded him as her husband and as the cheapest, quietest and most useful risk gate for the Lin family.
On the anniversary night, she pushed the divorce agreement in front of him and said calmly: "Yu Bai, you first get a certificate from Wen Zhaning and help her pass the Wen family trust review. We will remarry in two months."
Everyone thought that Shen Yubai would nod as before.
But this time, he only signed a divorce.
When I left Lin's house on a rainy night, the most difficult-to-enter black motorcade in Beijing stopped at the door. Wen Zhining, the actual leader of the Wen Family Office, got out of the car under an umbrella and handed him an agreement that had no debt, no demands, and could be withdrawn at any time.
"Mr. Shen, you don't have to trust anyone tonight. Including me."
Later he found out that she remembered that he didn't eat coriander, that he had a bad stomach, that old injury on his right hand, and that he was silent every time he was ignored in the crowd.
I also remember that rainy night seventeen years ago when he tilted his umbrella towards her.
The ex-wife regrets, wealthy families are hunting her down, and the old case is overturned.
Everyone said that Wen Zhining was aloof and restrained and never bowed his head.
Only Shen Yubai knew that she was very careful every time she approached, and behind every "I'll come", there was something unsaid——
"I have been secretly in love with you for seventeen years, and I have finally waited for the day when I can take care of you openly."
