The CEO's Divorced Wife

She was Cheng Xiaoxi, an optimistic, kind-hearted woman who could never quite grasp happiness. One day, she accompanied her grandfather on a visit to an old friend, only to be taken with by the friend, who wanted her to become his granddaughter-in-law.

It was a Cinderella story, but it didn't end happily ever after. Her husband didn't care for her, her mother-in-law looked down on her, and the mistress kept swaggering around to stir up trouble.

Cheng Xiaoxi gritted her teeth and put up with it, again and again.

When her husband announced that their relationship was over, Cheng Xiaoxi finally unclenched her jaw.

Fine, then, divorce it is! As the saying goes, the first marriage brings a little happiness, but the second brings it in heaps. She signed the divorce papers without hesitation and strode away with a grand, carefree swing of her arms.

But why was that saying so spot-on? She was a newly divorced, washed-up wife, and yet she suddenly became the apple of his eye. From then on, Cheng Xiaoxi's happiness surged like a flood, impossible to hold back...

He was Jiang Jingyu, CEO of the Jiaqing Group. He looked gentle and refined, but deep down he was a consummate schemer. The business world had given him the nickname "the Jade-Faced Fox." But even the slyest, most cunning fox can one day find itself caught in a soft, yielding trap with no way out.

From the moment they first met, he had ulterior motives:

"You crash into me, then think you can settle things with an apology, huh?"

"Then what do you want?"

"Mother's Day is coming. Come help me pick out a gift." He planned to have her join him in honoring his mother.

The second time they met, he had found out everything about her and laid a carefully calculated trap:

"My secretary's away. Fill in for her for a few days," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Mr. President, I have a master's degree in marketing. I'm not going to be a secretary," she replied effortlessly.

"Take the job, or it'll be an empty position." He refused to budge, so she had no choice but to nod obediently.

She thought they'd be able to get along in peace, but she had only taken the first step on a long journey.

"Xiaoxi, there's someone missing from my household register," he said coyly.

"Someone missing?" She stared at his household register, unable to tell whether she was really that clueless or just pretending.

"That's right. There's only one person missing: you." The fox feigned embarrassment. "Let's get married." Unable to hide his nerves, the fox glanced around, afraid she'd say no. Given what he knew about her, who could say?

"Sure!" she agreed with remarkable ease. (Thud! So which one of them had fallen into the trap?)

Happiness grew without restraint. With the marriage agreement signed, she was now his wife:

Smack! A slap landed across her face. "Ling Yan'er, you really don't know what's good for you! I've put up with you so many times, and you still dare to push your luck. You think I'm some kind of pushover?" Cheng Xiaoxi planted her feet and pointed at the red-faced mistress who had come to cause trouble.

"Honey! Why did you hit her?!" Jiang Jingyu shouted in shock, his sharp black eyes brimming with murderous fury.

Ling Yan'er wept, her face streaked with tears, but a triumphant smile flashed beneath her lowered lashes. The smile lasted barely half a second before it froze in place:

"Honey, does your hand hurt? Come on, let me massage it for you." Jiang Jingyu held Cheng Xiaoxi's little hand and kissed and rubbed it. "Next time something like this happens, just tell me and I'll handle it for you." Rule number one in the handbook for loving your wife: Jiang Jingyu's wife is always right!