On Jian Zhi and Wen Tingyan’s fifth wedding anniversary, Wen Tingyan’s unforgettable first love returned to the country.
That night, Jian Zhi discovered Wen Tingyan in the bathroom, masturbating while murmuring the other woman’s name.
So, this was the reason Wen Tingyan had never touched her in their five years of marriage.
Wen Tingyan: “Jian Zhi, Cheng Cheng is pitiful, all alone now that she’s back. I’m just helping her as a friend.”
She: “Understood.”
Wen Tingyan: “Jian Zhi, I promised Cheng Cheng I’d celebrate her birthday with her on an island. I’m just fulfilling a promise I made in the past.”
She: “Okay.”
Wen Tingyan: “Jian Zhi, this banquet requires a presentable assistant. Cheng Cheng is more suitable than you.”
She: “Mmm, go ahead.”
When she no longer got angry, no longer cried, and no longer threw tantrums, he found it strange and asked her, “Jian Zhi, why aren’t you angry?” Of course she wasn’t angry anymore. Because she was leaving too.
Long weary of a marriage as stagnant as dead water, she had been secretly studying English, taking the IELTS, and quietly submitting applications to study abroad.
The day her visa was approved, she threw the divorce papers at him.
Wen Tingyan: “Stop joking. How will you survive without me?” She turned around, bought a plane ticket, and flew to Europe, never to be heard from again.
The next time he saw news of her, it was in a viral video. Dressed in a crimson gown, she performed a dance against a foreign sky, a stunning display of Chinese red… He gritted his teeth, “Jian Zhi, I’ll hunt you to the ends of the earth and drag you back!”
