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Married to his secret crush

Enigmatic and wealthy, Jun Zixuan is the epitome of perfection. He has everything and that includes a suicidal and scheming wife whom he hates to the core until one day when she pours a glass of juice on him, her poison-laced words and countless insults following behind. That's where it starts. He could not take his eyes off her. Was he a masochist? What just happened?! With beauty, brains, and an endless bank balance, she has been living her best life until she is assassinated on her birthday. Waking up in the body of a scheming and penniless woman was more unacceptable for her and to top it off, she has a husband who happens to be her old friend. Just that, he acts like an entirely different person now. She settles on a master plan. Lose weight first, make money, get a divorce, settle the people who killed her, and find a way to go back to her brother. But wait...why is this cold and unapproachable husband acting like a white lotus? What is she going to do with her plans if this stunning husband refuses to let her go? ... "I want a divorce," She indifferently said. "Fine," the man coldly responded without any shift in his expression. One month later: "When are we getting divorced?" She asked calmly, not wanting to deal with a moody husband anymore. She just wanted to be done with her revenge first, then find her brother and live a carefree life like before. His gaze darkened, "The procedure is going on." Three months later: "Jun Zixuan, where the heck is our divorce paper?!" She finally lost her patience and snapped at him. One of his arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her closer, "Are you that eager to leave me?" he asked, sadness flickered on his face despite that indifferent look. "Yes." "Oh? So sad," The man narrowed his eyes, his lips tilted up in a crafty smile before he continued, "The lawyers said that our case is a complicated one, it might take them a lifetime to draft the divorce papers."

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500 Chs

Homeland

Jun Manor, Amaranthine.

Yu Mei nonchalantly gazed at the Old Lady standing in front of her. Prim, proper and elegant, Old Madam Jun was exactly like what she appeared in her pictures. If only she was not an old witch who treated Jun Zixuan harshly back then.

How long has been since she last stepped her foot on her homeland. Yu Mei could not describe her emotions at this moment. But before she could live in the moment, she had to inhale the polluted air of this grand mansion. 

"This is....?" Old Madam Jun frowned, not being able to hide the hint of disgust in her eyes as she looked at the indecently dressed woman standing in front of her. 

The servant beside her leaned closer to her before whispering something in her ear. 

The old lady's expression changed slightly as she glanced at Jun Zixuan, "She is not staying here." 

Yu Mei leaned her head on the man's shoulder, "And who are you to decide that?"