After the divorce, my wife wants to remarry, and Mr. Di is crazy.

City B, Dihao Villa Area.

In the Dijia Villa No. 1.

Lan Yuexin looked at the entertainment news on TV with a dull expression.

"International movie queen Lan Yaxin returned to China today, and the president of Dishi Group, Di Beiming, greeted her at the airport in a high-profile manner. The intimate relationship between the two is suspected to have been exposed..."

On TV, entertainment reporters excitedly followed the flow of people, chasing the two slender figures while reporting.

Looking at the screen, Lan Yuexin, the two people who were holding hands and looking at each other affectionately in front of reporters, was breathless.

She covered her aching heart and laughed to herself.

On their wedding anniversary, my husband went to pick up another woman and held hands for a thousand years... Oh, how ironic!

After four years of marriage, Di Beiming had never touched her. She should have known that such a day would come.

In his heart, there is only the woman Lan Yaxin who abandoned him four years ago...

Lan Yuexin's lips became more sarcastic.

A heart that had been covered for four years could not be warmed. What else could she ask for...his love?

He is no longer the little boy who had eyes for her twenty years ago and said he would marry her when she grows up. Shouldn't she let go...

During the four years of being married to him, Lan Yuexin sometimes wondered whether her choice was wrong.

Marrying a man who doesn't love her, giving up her career to become a full-time wife for him, and even giving up her own dignity to seduce him are the only way to become husband and wife...

Thinking of the disgusted look in the man's eyes every time afterwards, and then thinking of the way he looked at Lan Yaxin's gentle eyes on the screen, Lan Yuexin lowered her head and let her tears roll down.

Soon, a woman's very suppressed crying sounded in the villa.

After all, Lan Yuexin couldn't help but cover her face and cry loudly, as if if she just cried loudly, the water in her brain would turn into teardrops and fall out, and she would wake up completely.

After an unknown amount of time, Lan Yuexin regained her composure.

The emotions on her face calmed down quickly, and only the red eyes showed that she had cried.

She glanced at the dinner carefully prepared by herself and then at her watch. It was past nine o'clock in the evening. Even though she didn't feel hungry, Lan Yuexin still picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Today is the fourth anniversary of her marriage to Di Beiming. She has been busy all afternoon preparing this large table of men's favorite dishes and waiting for him.

But he went to the airport to pick up another woman and showed off his love in a high-profile manner in front of so many media reporters.

They had been married for four years, and he had never mentioned her outside. Even if they met outside, he never even glanced at her. The two of them were like strangers.

It's been four years, and outsiders still don't know about the existence of her, the imperial wife. It's really ironic...

Lan Yuexin only felt that she had become a big joke.

The corners of his lips twitched in a sarcastic arc.

"Lan Yuexin, wake up, he doesn't love you..."

It was so late and the food was already cold. The cold food tasted like chewing gum...

Lan Yuexin ate numbly without realizing it until half of the food was gone. She put down her chopsticks and poured the rest of the food into the trash can.

It was late at night, it was almost 12 o'clock, and the man hadn't come back yet.

Lan Yuexin did not turn on the light. She sat silently in the living room and waited in the darkness...

It was midnight, the door opened and there was a noise at the entrance. Lan Yuexin cleared her face and raised her head.

Just then the lights came on. Looking at the tall man approaching, Lan Yuexin bit her lip and stood up and walked over.

As usual, she reached out to take the suit from the man, but the man's big hand held her arm.

"If you still don't sleep at this late hour, I'll do it myself!"

The pleasant bass didn't carry any guilt, and Lan Yuexin lowered her eyes and retracted her hand.

Watching the man put the suit away by himself, her mouth moved.

"Why did you come back so late today?"

She had already guessed what he was doing, but she still couldn't help but ask.

Di Beiming paused and looked at Lan Yuexin's unhappy words with raised eyebrows.

"You're questioning me!"

Lan Yuexin was silent and asked, does she have the qualifications?

Seeing that she stopped talking, Di Beiming's deep eyes were filled with a trace of restlessness.

Pulling on his tie, he took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Lan Yuexin.

"She's back, let's get a divorce!"

One sentence made Lan Yuexin's heart ache, and she gritted her teeth and tried to calm herself down.

Slowly reaching out to take the divorce agreement handed over by the man, she narrowed her eyes and raised her eyes.

"Are we really going to get divorced?"

"Yes, signed~"

The commanding tone was without warmth.

Lan Yuexin's knuckles holding the divorce agreement suddenly turned white. She really wanted to throw the divorce agreement away from the man's handsome face and make a scene to vent her frustration and discomfort.

Just looking at the man's cold eyes, she suppressed the urge to make a scene.

So what if she makes a fuss, this man doesn't love her, and if she makes a fuss, it will only embarrass herself.

Lowering her eyes, her long eyelashes covering up all the emotions in her eyes, she asked very lightly.

"In the past four years, have you... ever fallen in love with me for a moment?"

Di Beiming untied his tie a little irritably, but his tone was still cold.

"No, it's about to be signed."

Hearing this unhesitating answer, Lan Yuexin raised her lips and smiled sarcastically.

Okay, great, just treat her four years of youth as feeding dogs!

No matter how divorced she was, she could accept this man's callousness and coldness, but there was one thing she couldn't accept: he was dirty...

Smelling the faint scent of perfume in the air, the corners of Lan Yuexin's lips curved even wider.

She never wears perfume, and you can figure out where this smell comes from without even thinking.

Di Beiming looked at her and smiled, feeling even more irritated.

Frowning, he suppressed his inexplicable irritability and softened his tone.

"Don't worry, after the divorce I will give you a sum of money and a villa as compensation to ensure that you will have a prosperous life in the future..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lan Yuexin replied calmly.

"Okay, I'll sign!"

As she spoke, she took the pen that the man had not handed over and signed her name.

Seeing her signing so readily, Di Beiming frowned even more.

Didn't she keep saying she loved him before? Why was she so happy when he wanted to get divorced... without crying or making trouble~

A very unhappy mood spread in his heart. Di Beiming pursed his thin lips and picked up a pen and quickly wrote his name.

"This villa belongs to you, I will move out now."

Putting down his pen, he went upstairs to pack his luggage.

Lan Yuexin sat still, looking at the man who couldn't wait to move away. She raised her head and held back the tears that she couldn't hold back.

Her heart felt as if someone had cut it out with a knife. It hurt so much that Lan Yuexin covered her heart and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying.

From now on, she will not shed another tear for this man. He is not worthy...

When Di Beiming came down with his suitcase, Lan Yuexin had already straightened up her facial expression.

She sat there calmly, with her back straight...

After looking at her, Di Beiming frowned and put down a bank card and a bunch of keys.

"There are three hundred million in it, so I won't leave you the key to this villa."

"Mr. Di, go slowly, don't send me off~"

Lan Yuexin's eyes were cold.

Di Beiming looked at those emotionless eyes and felt annoyed. He pursed his lips, picked up his luggage, turned around and strode out of the villa.

He went directly to a villa next door. Looking at the empty and uninhabited villa, he felt increasingly depressed for no reason.

Why does he feel a little uncomfortable after being freed? He should be happy to be single again and fulfill his promise to marry Xinxin.

Di Beiming put down his luggage and went to the bathroom to cleanse himself of the smell. He felt much better without the pungent perfume smell.

Returning to the bedroom, looking at the temperatureless room, he simply walked to the balcony and smoked a cigarette...

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the villa next door. Seeing that the lights were still on there, he frowned slightly...

Lan Yue was delighted to see the man's straight back and immediately slumped down.

She sat leaning on the sofa for a long time before going upstairs. Looking at the big bed that the two of them had rolled on countless days and nights, her stomach suddenly turned upside down, and she hurriedly ran into the bathroom after retching several times.

The next morning.

Lan Yuexin packed up a few pieces of her clothes and left the villa.

She didn't touch the black card and the key that the man left. She wouldn't want any of that man's money.

When she agreed to marry the Lan family, she didn't do it for money, just because he was the man she had always loved.

Now, she has paid the price for her wrong choice. From now on, she will no longer live for someone, she will live for herself...

After leaving the villa area, she called her number one follower, Mo Jingtian.

"I'm divorced, come pick me up at Dihao Villa~"

"Sister Yueyue, you are finally single, wait for me, I will be there soon..."

Soon, a pretty pink Lamborghini stopped in front of Lan Yuexin. Looking at the pink luxury car, the corners of Lan Yuexin's mouth twitched.

After several years, this guy's hobby is still so... special.

Mo Jingtian got out of the car happily, flipping his Barbie-pink hair from his forehead and jumping directly towards Lan Yuexin with a smile.

"Sister Yueyue, hug, we should have divorced a long time ago. That scumbag is eating the food in the bowl and still thinking about the food in the pot. It doesn't matter if you don't want it. Apart from being a little prettier, I'm actually quite good. You should consider me... "

As he spoke, he also gave Lan Yuexin a wink.

Lan Yuexin trembled, resisted his rushing body, and said disgustedly.

"I don't date my sisters. Also, don't mention him in front of me in the future. It's dirty..."

After saying that, he suppressed the urge to vomit and pushed away Mo Jingtian, who had already raised his orchid fingers to act coquettishly, and got into the car first.

Seeing that her expression was always calm and showed no sadness, Mo Jingtian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Sister Yueyue has seen clearly the true nature of that scumbag and has let go...

Lan Hua pointed at him and moved Lan Yuexin's suitcase into the trunk of the car.

After getting in the car and stepping on the accelerator, the pink car left the Dihao Villa area with a "buzz" sound.