After the Divorce, My Obsessive Ex-Husband Won't Leave Me Alone

[Bonus chapters coming soon...]

Three years after divorcing her ex-husband, Shang Xi owned shares, was financially independent, and had everything going her way. When her ex-husband occasionally reached out, she chose to keep him at arm's length.

A great ex should be as good as dead and buried.

But life is unpredictable. On a stormy night lit by lightning, she woke up inside her ex-husband's body.

She fumbled for her phone in the dark. The wallpaper was unmistakably a photo of herself asleep in high school.

And that wasn't all. The bedside table, the desk, the walk-in closet: they were stuffed with the scarves and hair ties she'd lost over the years...

Shang Xi's groggy mind slowly began to process it all.

Wen Sijue was seriously deranged!

The Chen family, who ruled Hong Kong City with an iron fist, had finally gotten an heir, and he was a rare top scorer on the college entrance exam. Old Master Chen was overjoyed and threw a lavish banquet.

Wen Sijue's cool, distinguished demeanor was deeply deceptive. Quite a few people thought of arranging a marriage alliance with the Chen family. Then the man turned the platinum ring on his ring finger and said calmly, "I'm married. I'm not single."

A friend who knew the truth was baffled. "Didn't you get divorced ages ago?"

Wen Sijue paused, lowering his eyes. Only after a long silence did his friend hear him say, "We were just living apart. Spreading rumors is illegal. You'd better watch what you say."

"..." His friend couldn't help rolling his eyes. "You even got the divorce certificate. Are you planning to delude yourself..."

Seeing the gloomy, inscrutable look in the man's eyes, his friend wisely shut his mouth.

Fine, fine. No point arguing with a man who's lost his wife!

Bonus scene:

Years later, the two of them somehow got tangled up together again.

Shang Xi was good at tormenting her suitors. She gave a mocking laugh and pretended to be dissatisfied. "I've been meaning to say this for a while: you're terrible in bed."

She meant to hit a sore spot. Watching him look embarrassed and helpless was one of her favorite pastimes.

But the man's skin had long since grown as thick as his wallet. He remained unfazed.

"Practice makes perfect," he said, unfaltering, lifting the hem of her dress like a live-in butler. "Sweetheart, be kind and give me a few more chances, hmm?"

Important warnings:

The hero is head over heels from the start, but his methods are very underhanded. I hope readers won't hold it against him.

The heroine has had other partners; the hero has not. Happy ending, older hero. There is a little entertainment-industry content, but it isn't a major part of the story.

Theme: Love leaves clues.