Sir, Let's Get Divorced

No one expected Wen Yan to ask for a divorce. His wife, who had always meekly put up with everything and done as he said, had changed. Shang Qiaobai had just cheated on her and was starting to panic, hesitating over whether to refuse the divorce and marry his new love. But Wen Yan was adamant. The very next day, she used threats and inducements to get him to take her to file the divorce papers. From then on, Shang Qiaobai became nothing more than a cockroach scurrying through her past life, something to ignore or stamp out whenever she saw it. Someone asked Wen Yan, “Will you regret giving up your place as a professor’s wife?” Wen Yan replied elegantly, “Even the most delicious bun has to be thrown away if it goes moldy, grows fur, or gets infested with bedbugs and cockroaches. Keeping it for even one more minute would be irresponsible toward my own health and safety! Besides, what’s so special about being a professor’s wife? I can become a professor myself!” The day Wen Yan attended her teacher’s wedding banquet in his later years, she saw that man again. Su Xiangwen was still as scruffy and down on his luck as ever, looking like he’d fled some disaster, with a basket of duck eggs in his hand. Her teacher seemed to both dislike and care for him. Introducing him to Wen Yan, he said, “Wen Yan, this is your senior brother Su. He was once my most prized student, but he never applied himself to the right things. Don’t go hanging around with him!” But Wen Yan said, “Fancy seeing you again, Senior Brother. When are you paying me back?” Later... Somehow, the two of them ended up together. Wen Yan discovered that when Senior Brother Su wasn’t being scruffy and careless, he looked rather like an immortal untouched by worldly concerns. Su Xiangwen muttered to himself, “The most well-behaved junior sister in our school seems a little fierce!” After they married, a reporter interviewing Su Xiangwen, now a renowned entrepreneur, asked, “I hear your wife was married before. Does that bother you?” Su Xiangwen said, “Of course it does...” He turned his head and gazed tenderly at Wen Yan. “It bothers me that I didn’t enter her life sooner.”