Chapter 2: Burning All Over

A scoundrel? The term in this era is quite particular; it must mean a heartless man.

The original owner had a unique talent for jewelry design. In the two years since marrying Chu Yifan, she had been designing jewelry for Chu Corporation without charge, enabling the company to thrive in the industry.

This engagement, from beginning to end, was nothing but a calculated scheme.

On the day of the wedding, the original owner’s close friend, Qin Wan’er, came to attend. Perhaps intending to sabotage the marriage, she staged a fall down the stairs.

Worse still, Qin Wan’er broke her leg in the fall.

Suddenly, the original owner became the target of widespread blame. Everyone believed she had pushed Qin Wan’er down out of jealousy, suspecting too close a relationship between Qin Wan’er and Chu Yifan.

As a result, Chu Yifan despised her venomous nature, grew to detest her deeply, and turned his affections toward Qin Wan’er instead.

Shi Yi took a premarital agreement from the bedside drawer and sneered, “Chu Yifan, get out quickly. From today on, this house belongs to me, Shi Yi.”

“What?” Chu Yifan was stunned, as if he had misheard.

Before he could react, Shi Yi slammed the premarital agreement right into his face.

She lifted her crimson lips with a provocative smile. “This agreement clearly states that I provide jewelry design blueprints to Chu Corporation unconditionally. If we divorce, this villa belongs to me, Shi Yi.”

Signing this premarital agreement was probably the smartest move the original owner ever made. More importantly, at her request, the property deed for the villa was in her name.

It seemed the original owner was not foolish—just blinded by love.

Hearing this, a chill flickered in Chu Yifan’s eyes. “Shi Yi, do you really want to burn bridges? Divorce me, and we’ll see who would want you afterward.”

Shi Yi laughed lightly, “No need for you to worry, Mr. Chu. I can find someone a hundred times better than you very easily.”

Chu Yifan was utterly enraged; veins bulged on his forehead. “Shi Yi, who do you call useless? I just despise you for being filthy and refuse to touch you.”

“Heh, really? If you were any use, why would you be so indifferent to having such a beauty like me by your side?” Shi Yi raised her brow teasingly.

“What nonsense are you spouting? Shi Yi, you’re finished! I’ll show you how powerful I am right now.”

Chu Yifan stepped forward, ready to deal with Shi Yi on the spot.

But in the next instant, Shi Yi landed a punch to his abdomen, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Shi Yi, since when did you learn martial arts?” Chu Yifan coughed up more blood.

Her moves were fierce, each strike aimed at vital points—obviously well trained.

“You don’t know half of it,” Shi Yi glanced at him with contempt. “Too bad you won’t have the chance to find out.”

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Shi Yi was too weary to argue with a mad dog and grabbed the broom by the door, beating and driving Chu Yifan down the stairs.

She planned to buy some handy weapons for self-defense in the coming days.

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