"Jingzhou, I love you!"

In the dimly lit bedroom, Yun Wan straddles atop a man, provoking him with seductive charm.

Yet the very next second, the man shoves her away sternly. "Yun Wan, when did you become so despicable?"

Feng Jingzhou glared at her disgustingly, as if he was looking at something filthy.

Yun Wan, however, pays no heed to his scorn. Instead, she leans against his chest. "Jingzhou, it's so rare for you to come home. I'm not leaving..."

Heat suddenly surges from the man's belly. His sober eyes narrow and he grasps her chin. "Slut, you dare take advantage of me?"

Yun Wan utters no response. Biting her lips, she withstands his rage. Tears silently trickle down her cheeks, moistening her pillow.

He called her a slut... He should know that she is Yun Wan and not Yun Qingqing.

She is his wife. They share the same bed, but he calls out some other woman's name, an injustice she simply won't tolerate!

She is determined to make it absolutely clear to him that this woman under him named Yun Wan is his legitimate wife whom he wedded in a grand ceremony and have been married for three years now!

"Jingzhou, do you treat Yun Qingqing with the same violence?"

Writhing in pain, Yun Wan couldn't help but voice her query, still clutching the man's waist.

"What right do you have to compare yourself to Qingqing?" Feng Jingzhou pulls himself away and harshly throws her onto the ground. "A distasteful woman like you can't even compete with Qingqing's little finger!"

There's a loud thud as Yun Wan's lower back clashes with the bed post, causing a sweet and metallic taste to flood in her mouth.

Nausea...

He actually called her disgusting!

His gentleness towards her was just like cherishing a treasure. Why did it turn out like this after getting married?

Despair spread in Yun Guan's heart like weeds, and she forced out a sorrowful smile, "In that case, Jing Zhou, let's get a divorce."

Feng Jingzhou, who was fastening his belt, paused, and his gaze fell on her face.

Since the day they got married, he had constantly talked about divorcing, but she never gave in.

But today, she not only seduced him in an uncharacteristic manner but also proposed a divorce.

Just what was this wretched woman planning?

Yun Guan suppressed the tears in her eyes, and slowly stood up, "I agree to divorce, but I have a condition."

Feng Jingzhou frowned, "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?"

"You have to design a wedding dress for me!"

"Design a wedding dress?" Feng Jingzhou was stunned, then scoffed, "Do you think you are worthy?"

His words stabbed Yun Guan's heart like a sharp sword. Her body swayed, but she still stubbornly held her head high, "If you want me to sign, you must agree to my condition! Otherwise, she, Yun Qingqing, can only ever be a mistress!"

"Wretch!"

Feng Jingzhou was furious, "If it weren't for you, my wife should have been Qingqing! If it weren't for you, Qingqing wouldn't have become what she is now!"

Yun Guan gritted her teeth, and said, word for word, "Feng Jingzhou, I don't want to mention the past anymore! But if you don't agree, I don't mind dragging this out with you!"

She lowered her gaze, "Don't forget, our marriage was decided by your grandfather himself. As long as I'm not willing, no one can force me to divorce you!"

"How could Qingqing have such a wicked sister as you!"

Feng Jingzhou's gaze was like a shard of ice, piercing directly into Yun Guan's forehead.

Yun Guan revealed a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth. She wanted to say something more, but suddenly a sweetly metallic taste surged up in her throat.

"You better think about it. I don’t have time to argue with you!"

She jumped from the bed in haste, running out of the room towards the bathroom in a panic.

"Ugh——"

She vomited a mouthful of blood. At this moment, Yun Guan felt energy drain away from her entire body. Gazing at the deep red color in the toilet bowl, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.