You Didn't Love Me When We Were Married, So Why Chase Me After the Divorce?

The day her stepsister was reborn, Xu Hui had a dream too.

Learning that someone would kill her in the future, Xu Hui hurried to cling to Hong Kong City's biggest power player, Young Master Yuchi.

On the day they registered their marriage, the man looked down at her, his voice cool and detached. "I won't be a real husband to you. All you'll get is the title of Mrs. Yuchi."

Xu Hui smiled nonchalantly. "What a coincidence. That's exactly the title I want."

Four years later, with her deadly ordeal behind her, she handed him the divorce papers with a carefree smile.

Yuchi Yu signed without hesitation, but when he saw her turn to leave, he snapped his fountain pen in two.

Later, rumors spread that the powerful man who supposedly had no interest in women was waiting beneath her apartment building every night.

She frowned. "Why aren't you going to see your white moonlight?"

He pressed her against the doorway, his fingertip brushing the beauty mark at the corner of her eye. His voice was hoarse. "Xu Hui, how much longer are you going to pretend you don't understand?"