Jinxuan, Let's Get Divorced

Luo Jinxuan gave the best years of her life to marriage, and divorce drained away every last trace of innocence. Meeting Rong Xiaoran was a catastrophe. As she tried to deal with him, the years battered her until she was covered in scars. Her proud spirit made her choose to be strong, but she never found release. Only after falling in love with Rong Xiaoran did she learn what true love was. She sold her soul into a life of humiliation, only to be met by the breath of death. She had once had a husband who loved her, an obedient son, in-laws who cherished her, parents who doted on her, and a twin sister she could tell anything. She thought happiness would shine on her for the rest of her life, but… it was only a dream. Her son was critically ill. Desperate with worry, she refused to wait for the elevator and rushed to the stairs. The moment she stepped onto them, the halo of happiness began to fade, and the devil descended. Betrayal and divorce cost her everything. Cruelty and revenge left her utterly broken. Scene One “Rong Xiaoran, you’re a monster.” In a bar, Luo Jinxuan hurled her glass at his devilishly handsome face. “Luo Jinxuan, you brought this on yourself.” Rong Xiaoran seized her hand and warned her coldly, “Remember, I’ll trample and destroy everything you care about.” He cruelly destroyed her marriage, her family ties, and her friendships. Scene Two “Grandpa’s condition is critical. He wants me to continue the Rong family line.” Rong Xiaoran summoned her. “That’s such an honorable task. There’s no need to tell me.” Luo Jinxuan looked away. She was neither his wife nor a member of the Rong family. “You must be pregnant within a month.” His tone left no room for argument. He humiliated her in every way. At first she endured it in silence, but later she refused to back down, meeting each move with one of her own. Scene Three “Try natural delivery first, then a C-section. Make a vertical incision, and don’t give her anesthesia.” In the operating room, Rong Xiaoran issued his orders like a god. “But…” The doctors exchanged glances. A C-section without anesthesia was unheard of. Only she, lying on the operating table, remained unmoved by his cruel words, facing it all with calm indifference. His purpose had always been clear: he enjoyed watching her suffer. The child in her womb was no accident, but a sacrifice in his revenge against her. With all four limbs restrained to the operating table, what did physical pain matter when her heart was filled with hatred? Rong Xiaoran whispered with bloodthirsty cruelty in her ear, “One-third death, one-third pain, one-third suffocation. You’re going to love this feeling.” “Rong Xiaoran.” Words were too feeble. All she could do was say his name. But when the schemes and the truth were gradually exposed, he realized he had hated the wrong person. How could he make amends for the pain his revenge had caused? “Her death had nothing to do with me.” She said it many times, but he never believed her. At a crossroads, Luo Jinxuan smiled with relief, took one last look at Rong Xiaoran, then turned and walked resolutely into the traffic. In that moment, he was stunned, and his heart was pierced with pain. By the time he realized he loved her with all his heart, she had already been wounded beyond repair.