His One Love

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Shen Yi’s bedroom had been prepared very early on by the servants.
It was decorated with simple furnishings with dull colors.

He had already spread the bla

nket beforehand.
Taking off his jacket, he said to her while untying his tie, “There are new pajamas in the closet.”

Lu Wanwan was standing still on the spot, her clear eyes staring at him in a daze.
She couldn’t restrain her curiosity and asked: “Don’t you feel sad about those things your father said to you?”

Shen Yi’s expression looked puzzled, his eyebrows wrinkled as he asked rhetorically, “Why should I feel sad?”

He didn’t even listen closely to what his father was saying, it wasn’t worth it.

Lu Wanwan surprisingly was a little upset for him, feeling it was unjust, and complained in a small voice: “As I see it, his attitude towards you isn’t very good, his words are harsh, as if you were just……”

As if he had come to the Shen family to beg for money.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Shen Yi didn’t care much about what other people had to say about him, didn’t care about their opinions, and didn’t care if they treated him well or not.

All these years, didn’t he always live this way ?

Lu Wanwan still had things on her mind to ask, until she could get to the bottom of it, she could never rest.

She kept tossing and turning and didn’t sleep well this night.
She dreamed of weird and monstrous things and woke up very tired.

While Lu Wanwan was sitting on the bed, she began to use her fingers to count the tricks she had done since she transmigrated back into the novel, she had actually done a lot of things.

But at this point Shen Yi still didn’t seem to want to divorce her, and even bribed her lawyer.
Thinking about it, it was quite scary.

Lu Wanwan originally wanted to move forward according to the original plot, so that the male lead would take the initiative to mention divorce, but now it seemed that this method was no longer viable.

Since plan one didn’t work, she had to think of another plan.

Her appearance as she was sitting there on the bed, disheveled with her hair scattered, gave off another type of beauty, her dazed expression looked somewhat silly.

When Shen Yi turned around after he was done changing his clothes, he saw that silly look of hers.

Lu Wanwan who was in pajamas, walked barefooted towards him and tilting her head, she looked at him.
The soft daylight of the beginning of the day illuminated one side of her face, which looked soft.
When she opened her mouth, her throat felt a little sore as she said, “Shen Yi.”

The man’s ears tilted and the corners of his mouth pursed, he could almost guess what she was going to say next.

One strand of Lu Wanwan’s hair was raised up, Shen Yi reached his hand and pressed it down, but not long after, it rose again.

After a long time, Lu Wanwan licked her dry lips and said softly, “Shen Yi, let’s get a divorce.”