In a rented room near the 4th Ring Road of Jinghai City.

Su Jing received a call from her classmate, Hao Mi.

Hao Mi said, "I learned that your husband's ex-girlfriend is Lin Duanni. She is a lawyer and the bosom friend of his younger sister. By the way, I have also seen her photo, a plastic face. Men like her type now!"

"Who did you ask about it?" Su Jing asked.

"It's from your husband's younger brother, Gu Jindong. So how can it not be high credible?" Hao Mi continued, "Now your priority is to focus on your excellent husband! Just think that Lin Duanni suddenly rubs her high heels against your husband's thigh under the table during a business talk. What if he fails to control himself and rekindle his feelings for her?"

Many people said that life was like a soap opera. Su Jing felt that fortune put her in such a life now.

Nine months ago, Su Jing rushed into marriage with a man because her family company got into trouble.

The powerful man was twelve years older than her.

Before marriage, Su Jing knew nothing about the man. The thing that she remembered the most deeply was that he wore a light-grey shirt, black suit pants, and a brand watch. His attire was quite meticulous. With long legs, broad shoulders, and narrow hips, his figure was perfectly proportioned. Moreover, he had exquisite facial features and looked handsome and cool. That day, he was talking to his staff in a meeting. When he saw her, he only gave her a casual glance before continuing it.

The man seemed to be flawless on the surface, so Su Jing bet her life's happiness to marry him.

In the office on the top floor of AL Building.

The phone rang. Gu Huai'an looked at the number displayed on the screen and picked it up after a moment of silence. "Su Jing?"

They had been married for months, but they made phone calls less than ten times.

"Yes, it's me." Su Jing replied with some nervousness and continued, "I'll try to be brief. My parents have passed away for some time, and my family company is gone, so there's no real point in our marriage anymore. If it is convenient for you, I'd like to talk to you about divorce. We have no interaction in our married life, so if we continue this marriage, it will probably only result in delaying each other..."

She finished her sentence in one breath.

Gu Huai'an frowned and lit a cigarette. After taking a puff, he said, "Why are you divorcing me? I don't see any reason for a divorce for now."

Su Jing was very surprised that he didn't want a divorce.

"I am a man and have desires. I want to sleep with you after marriage, but I am afraid that I'll want more once I experience it. Sexual life is addictive. If you are not ready to let a man completely invade your life, it will be no different from putting yourself at risk."

Su Jing was a little confused by Gu Huai'an's words.

"Are you living in the university dormitory or a rented house?" Gu Huai'an asked suddenly.

"My rented house," said Su Jing flatly.

"After work, I will pick you up. Don't go back at night and stay at my place."

Gu Huai'an's mellow voice swept through Su Jing's brain crazily. She blushed and pressed the hang-up button.

What exactly did he say? Not divorce? Living together with her? Was he planning to exert his right as her husband?

Su Jing raised her hands to touch her face and felt it hot.

Gu Huai'an didn't think that her active call to him was urging him to exert his right, did he?

Only when Su Jing planned to meet Gu Huai'an did she find that she hadn't bought new clothes for a long time.

Before getting her marriage certificate, she had mixed feelings and had no energy to go shopping. After that, her father had a car accident while drunk driving, and her mother died together in the front passenger seat. Over the months, she was in a trance and had no mood for anything.

If it weren't for Lin Duanni's appearance, she still thought that she wouldn't have contacted Gu Huai'an.

Last time, they met at her parents' funeral.

Su Jing took out a pair of ripped jeans she bought last year, but she thought that an elite like Gu Huai'an might not be used to it and then put it down.

This was a gap between a social male elite and a female college student.

Also, it was a strong contrast between dress decency and impropriety.