Skipping to the present.
Ruan Tian was sitting in the living room of the Shen residence.
This was the first time she had seen her nominal husband in two years.
Looking at Shen Shu’s face, what flashed through her mind was those two words that she hadn’t said two years ago: **** ***.
Shen Shu wore a black shirt and leaned lazily back in his chair. He folded his long legs and tapped his thin, white fingers carelessly against the table.
Under the glass floor-to-ceiling windows, he was bathed in sunlight.
He had a fair complexion and exquisite features, so handsome that he seemed almost otherworldly.
Shen Shu pushed the divorce paper in front of her, “Take a look, if there are no problems, sign it.” After a pause, he added: “If you have any questions, you can find my lawyer.”
Ruan Tian looked at his face. It was strange to think that in the future, this same Shen Shu would kill her for his precious white moonlight.
She was very calm. Much calmer than Shen Shu expected actually.
Her two round eyes stared at him unblinkingly, as if she was seriously thinking about his proposal.
Shen Shu stared into those crystal-clear eyes, and a strange emotion that he couldn’t quite grasp flashed through his heart.
Ruan Tian picked up the divorce papers and stared at them for a full five minutes.
The words were dense, numerous, and complicated to the point that looking at them hurt her eyes.
Ruan Tian gave up looking through all the pages one by one, and turned directly to the last page. When she saw that all the money she would get, she felt as if she had finally seen the true value of this marriage, and felt it was very worthwhile!
She took a deep breath and didn’t even have to think, “I have no objection! I’ll sign!”
She was so cheerful it was abnormal.
Shen Shu’s gaze changed, he raised an eyebrow, and his lazy eyes gradually condensed with some seriousness. As if he hadn’t expected her to agree so readily and suspected that there might be some trick.
He sneered and chuckled coldly. Hadn’t Ruan Tian spent a lot of time and effort trying to marry him back then? So why didn’t she cry or make trouble during the divorce? Could it be that she had some other trick?
Ruan Tian was frightened by his strange gaze and blinked her eyes innocently.
Shen Shu asked: “You have no opinion?”
Ruan Tian shook her head, “None!”
As long as the money was in place, everything else was easy.
Shen Shu had given her seven-figure compensation. When she saw the six zeros after the number on the divorce paper, Ruan Tian suddenly felt as if she had become a living bodhisattva who could forgive the whole world.
When she agreed, Shen Shu didn’t say much anymore, he just lightly over at her, casually took out a pen, and neatly signed his name on the divorce papers.
Ruan Tian followed suit and wrote her name in the woman’s column with a single stroke.
After she signed the paper, Ruan Tian asked: “Then…when will we get the divorce certificate?”
In fact, what she was more concerned about is when her money would arrive.
When Shen Shu saw her heartless yet expectant look, he felt a bit unhappy.
“Today is Saturday so the Civil Affairs Bureau is closed. Let’s meet another day.”
Ruan Tian stood up and said, “Alright, you can tell me when you’ve picked a day and we’ll go get the certificate.”
She didn’t have any other work except for being on the crew of that garbage costume drama, and she didn’t have that many scenes, so she wasn’t busy.
After she walked out of the Shen residence, Ruan Tian received a call from her agent Jiang Lili. Her first sentence was: “You’re finally getting the hang of it!!! Now you know how to post hype!!!”
Ruan Tian’s little head was filled with great confusion. It had already been two years since her debut and she hadn’t been on hot search once.
“What do you mean? What did I do?”
“You’re on the hot search.” Jiang Lili was silent for a few seconds before she continued, “You and Xu Jing were secretly filmed while you were working on the crew, and people are saying that you two are in love.”
Ruan Tian subconsciously blurted out: “When did I go blind? When did a hole develop in my brain? Am I so sick that I would fall in love with Xu Jing?”
After hanging up the phone, she opened Weibo and her directly froze after being overwhelmed by thousands of private messages.
After the phone recovered, Ruan Tian found that she had gained 20,000 followers, and her private messages and comments were full of insults and ridicule.
“Where did this 18th tier pheasant come from to try to leech some of Lord Jing’s heat? Disappear bloodsucker.”
“Xu Jing doesn’t even follow her Weibo, so what kind of thing is she?!”
“Heat is something metaphysical, but we don’t need the nth-tier woman who only thinks about fame trying to stick herself to Lord Jing. Us fans of Lord Jing are not vegetarians.”
“NMSL! You’re really garbage!”
“You stay away from Xu Jing!!! My brother is kind, simple, and gentle. He is kind to everyone so don’t try to take advantage of his kindness.”
Ruan Tian swiped through hundreds of comments and felt extremely frustrated. Even among so many people, not one of them spoke for her! ! !
tl note: NMSL means ‘your mom is dead’ in chinese internet slangspeak