Zhu Qing falls down the stairs and loses her short-term memory. Her best friend introduces a beautiful, aloof older woman, saying, “Let me introduce you, this is your wife.”

Zhu Qing’s mouth forms an ‘O’ shape in surprise. “Wow.” How did she manage to marry such a beauty?

Her friend casually explains, “You had a drunken one-night stand, took advantage of her, and then didn’t even acknowledge it afterward.”

Zhu Qing is shocked. She’s been single for 22 years and has no experience. How could she have taken advantage of someone?

Her friend looks at her with disdain. “Yes, you were so clueless that you messed things up for her. But don’t worry, she’s going to file for a divorce.”

Unable to find any evidence to refute the claims, Zhu Qing still tries to argue. “Why are we getting divorced?”

Her friend gives her an exasperated look. “Because you don’t fulfill your spousal duties, and you ab*se her.”

Zhu Qing is aghast. “How could I be so terrible?!”

At the law firm, two copies of a divorce agreement are on the table.

Li Lan, fresh from a busy fashion show, glances at her watch impatiently. A young woman in fresh-looking clothes peeks in, carefully snatches the agreement, and tears it up. With an embarrassed expression, she says, “I have too much premarital property, and it’s hard to divide. Besides, I have a good temper. Let’s talk about this again…”

The person who refused to renew their marriage contract is now asking to renegotiate?

Li Lan, who earns millions a year, raises an eyebrow, using all her acting skills to remain calm. “Okay.”

After being discharged from the hospital, Zhu Qing remembers the reason for the divorce and proactively suggests fulfilling her spousal duties.

Late at night, she blushes and says, “So… I’ll be gentler with you.”

Li Lan’s gaze deepens.

The next day, Zhu Qing is sprawled on the bed, her voice hoarse. With teary eyes, she asks in a daze, “Do I only have to fulfill this duty once?”

Li Lan slowly kisses her swollen lips. “If you cry, we’ll have to do it again.”

Zhu Qing cries out, but quickly closes her mouth.

Later, Zhu Qing realizes she was mistaken. Li Lan isn’t a long-suffering, tragic wife at all. She’s a cunning wolf who has been meticulously planning everything. It’s true that someone was taken advantage of, but it was Zhu Qing. And the ab*se was also real—Zhu Qing often gave Li Lan the silent treatment after their intimate moments (smiling).

She’s the fool who walked into a trap and invited a wolf into her home!

Divorce is a must.

Then one day, at an entertainment gala, a minor celebrity invites Li Lan to dance. Zhu Qing, seeing red, rushes over to Li Lan. “You can’t dance with her! You’re mine!”

Li Lan instinctively wraps her arms around Zhu Qing’s waist. “Okay, I’m yours.”

An older, caring, generous, possessive, and cunning top (Li Lan) vs. a timid yet flirtatious, self-sabotaging and playful bottom (Zhu Qing).

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