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."
The question was asked but there was no response from Han Jian Yu.
''It was pretty good,'' He said after a long time, without mentioning anything more.
Mia walked towards him looking into his eyes deeply.
For a split second, Han Jian Yu felt like there was something more to her gaze that he could not comprehend. He has always been good at judging people, their thought processes from their faces. Being in politics had honed that skill of his but this lady in front of him was... unreadable.
And unpredictable.
He added in his heart and she proved him right as she suddenly hugged him. One of her hands had settled on his muscular waist while the other went to wrap itself around his neck. ''That's great,'' She whispered.
'Thump'
The sound of his heart skipping a beat sounded loud and clear in his ears. And he wondered if she heard it too.