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."
"I have seen him missing his first love since the day I woke up in this body. At that time, we were more like enemies. Do you think he had bipolar disorder that would make him love and hate the same person? Moreover, don't forget how I looked back in those days," Yu Mei stood up from the chair and walked towards the couch in the living room before slumping on it as she placed her legs on the coffee table.
Shi Luo sat beside the woman, "First of all, how you looked has nothing to do with all these. Especially when the man is Jun Zixuan. I don't think your looks have ever been a barrier between you both."
"Yes, he has always doted on me like this," Yu Mei sighed dreamily as she smiled, "He is an angel indeed. So cute and so nice."
Shi Luo's lips twitched. What exactly is your point here? One moment, you are anxious about who he loves and in the next moment, you are all about how nice he is.