His good buddy's philandering ways had set his home ablaze, and now his wife was demanding a divorce. Huo Siyu mocked him for getting what he deserved, all the while congratulating himself inwardly. Good men like him were a rare breed. He was rich and devoted to his family, generous and romantic, equally at home in high society and in the kitchen. He was practically the model husband of the century. Qiao Li was lucky to have married him. She really didn't know how good she had it.
His buddy couldn't stand the way Huo Siyu looked expressionless at first glance, but on closer inspection was clearly gloating like a smug jerk. He told him to get lost.
So Huo Siyu got up and went home without a fuss.
When he reached the front door, Huo Siyu was astonished to find his wife, the one who never waited up for him and supposedly didn't know how good she had it, sitting on the sofa with a light on, waiting for him.
Huo Siyu was overjoyed, but kept a perfectly calm face as he prepared to praise her. The next second, he saw his pampered little canary wife staring at him just as expressionlessly. Then she opened her mouth and said, word by word:
"Huo Siyu, let's get divorced."
Huo Siyu: "..."
"What?!"
A cold, poker-faced, secretly goofy, straight male chauvinist CEO × a beautiful, proud, troublesome rich girl, a jeweled canary!
