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Being A Shrew to My Ex-Husband After Our Divorce

Su Yan had been crushing on Wei Zhou for seven years, only becoming his wife after an accident. Everyone mocked her about her luck, claimed she had married above her station, ridiculed her, and ostracized her. But Su Yan didn’t care. Her seven-year crush had finally blossomed and she felt only bliss. Yet, Wei Zhou had thought she was a scheming woman who used underhanded tactics to win his hand. It was all a misunderstanding! Su Yan tried to explain but Wei Zhou wouldn’t believe her. Eventually, Su Yan stopped trying, believing that time would prove it all. One day, Wei Zhou was on the tabloids, rumored to be having an affair with a female celebrity. Su Yan sought an explanation from him. So long as he explained, she would believe him. But Wei Zhuo never explained. He merely answered coldly, “Just behave as Mrs. Wei and mind your own business.” Mind her own business? Su Yan laughed. Looking back, how much of a fool had she been to assume she could melt his iron heart? Any blazing passion would eventually die out from indifference until nothing was left. Su Yan then realized. She was rich, beautiful, and had a great body. Why must she waste her efforts on a heartless blockhead like Wei Zhou? Su Yan dragged Wei Zhou to the Civil Affairs Bureau to separate their union. From now on, whoever they dated had nothing to do with the other! After their divorce, Su Yan went back to being herself. Excellent as she already was, Su Yan unleashed her dazzling light upon the world once more. Then, once every few days, Wei Zhou would see gossip about his ex-wife on the trending searches. Yesterday, she was having a candlelight dinner with a movie star, today, she had brought home a young hunk to engage in passionate romance?! Wei Zhou threw his phone on the floor. “To hell with your passionate romance! That’s my woman!” Surrounded by gorgeous men and enjoying her life, Su Yan asked, “Mister, who are you?”

Iron Heart · General
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416 Chs

Are You Blind?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Like most people with status, Old Master Lin also liked antique calligraphy paintings, and porcelain. It was said that the value of his private collection alone was several times more than the value of the local cultural museum in Feng City.

"How dare you find trouble with me!" Su Yan shouted angrily as she smashed.

The extremely hard stick smashed onto the antique shelf and immediately broke the wooden board. All kinds of antiques fell from the board, and the crisp sound of breaking could be heard continuously. Within a few seconds, the antiques on it were turned into broken porcelain tiles.

Su Yan saw very clearly that the items on the antique rack on the third floor alone added up to no less than 30 million. However, she didn't hold back at all. She smashed everything that could be smashed into pieces. Every time the stick smashed into a piece of porcelain, the smashing sound rang out. There was an intoxicating sense of violence and beauty.