share time: 2025-10-20 12:37:43
Lin Xiaowan had been Gu Jingshen's 'invisible wife' for three years—this cold CEO never ate the hot congee she cooked, even spent their wedding anniversary with clients, and once even took her in the kitchen in a drunken fit, calling her 'just a substitute'. When she, having had enough of disappointment, handed him the divorce papers, Gu Jingshen still sneered, 'Who do you think you're fooling?' It wasn't until he saw her squatting at the entrance with her dowry celadon bowl waiting for a taxi, until there were no more polished leather shoes or warm soup in the pot at home, that he suddenly panicked—those late-night moments of covering him with a quilt, those little acts of slipping throat lozenges into his briefcase, had long become a part of his breath. By the time he rushed downstairs like a maniac, Xiaowan's taxi had already turned the corner, leaving him clutching the torn divorce papers, tasting 'loss' for the first time.
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