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In the three years they had been married, she had never spent a penny on him. She did not want to be a vine that grew around a tree. However, Ji Weiyang was a domineering man. He probably wanted women to treat him as their heaven.

She sat on the soft bed, her hand gently stroking the snow-white bed. At this moment, her mind was completely blank. Three years of marriage, the memories that belonged to them were too few.

She smiled wryly as she shook her head. She placed the key on the tea table, picked up her suitcase and prepared to leave.

From start to finish, Ji Weiyang had never loved her, what meaning was there in forcing a man who didn't love him to stay by his side! So, let it end like this.

Before she had even stepped out of the villa, Ji Weiyang had returned. His gaze was coldly fixated on the luggage in her hands, and he quickly understood what she was thinking.

"Where to?" he asked.

Zhan Yan looked at him blandly and laughed blandly. Her voice was surprisingly calm, but the hand she was holding onto the suitcase with was tightly clenched, she said, "Ji Weiyang, let's get divorced."

Ji Weiyang remained silent and casually threw his jacket on the sofa, then elegantly sat down. He crossed his legs and lit a cigarette, and after taking a deep breath, he said, "I did not hear clearly, what did you say? "Say it again."

The unusual calmness he displayed instead made Zhan Yan feel slightly anxious, however, what could be changed by saying it many times. She didn't know what reason she had to continue this marriage filled with holes. I said, "We, divorce." Her lips trembled as she bit her lips, her words extremely clear.

"Divorce?" He smiled coldly. His eyes were frighteningly cold. He tightly clenched the hand that was hidden by his side, and even his slender fingers had an abnormal cyan color. He needed to be extremely patient in order to not reveal his true emotions in front of her. He flew back in the car, racking his brains on how to explain it to her all the way. He even thought of telling her everything … However, when he eagerly rushed back, she coldly tossed him a word: divorce.

Oh, divorce? Don't even think about it.

"Wei Zhanyan, how dare you say the words divorce so easily? Is our marriage a game in which you can call a halt to it? "

He pressed the tip of his cigarette into the ashtray with such force that it was as if he was venting. Zhan Yan could almost hear the sound of sparks flying. Even when he didn't, she could feel the anger and the frost in his aura. She knew how dangerous it was for an angry Ji Weiyang, but she would rather be smashed to pieces at this moment than continue to live like a zombie.

The corner of her mouth raised into a mocking smile, and her clean eyes gradually filled with mist. Is it because our start is so bad that we are doomed to have no happiness to speak of?! "Viyan, I really did my best. I did my best to be a good wife and tried my best to love you. I'm good to you, but the night is so dark. I'm really scared by myself …"