Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1: Divorce Agreement

"Housekeeper Zhuo, this is the divorce agreement. I've already signed it. Please pass it on to Huo Lingchen," the young girl said, mustering her courage and placing the signed agreement in front of Housekeeper Zhuo.

Housekeeper Zhuo glanced through it briefly, and when he saw a few words, he sighed heavily. "Ah! Yaxuan, why are you so foolish? Divorce is one thing, after all, you haven't seen the young master for three years. Why would you choose to leave with nothing?"

Yaxuan was still just a university student, orphaned, and choosing to divorce at this time was already unwise. Why would she also choose to leave with nothing?

Nian Yaxuan scratched the back of her head awkwardly, not hiding anything from Housekeeper Zhuo, who treated her like his own daughter. "I want... to drop out of school."

Housekeeper Zhuo was taken aback, "Yaxuan, why would you want to drop out of school when everything is fine? Are you facing some difficulties?"

"No, no, Housekeeper Zhuo, don't overthink it. You know, I... don't like studying, so I don't want to waste time."

Alright, alright, dropping out of school was just an excuse to fob off Housekeeper Zhuo... The real reason was known only to herself.

Also, as of tomorrow, they would have been married for exactly three years.

She still had plenty of youth and did not want this nominal marriage to hold her back.

A husband she had never met, there wasn't much to miss, especially since the marriage was just an arrangement by their parents. "Ah! It seems you've made up your mind, then I'll... I'll hand it over to the young master today... tomorrow." "Thank you, Housekeeper Zhuo." Nian Yaxuan let out a sigh of relief and revealed a lovely smile. Housekeeper Zhuo stood up and said earnestly, "Yaxuan, the young master is a very good person, and I feel that you two are a good match. So, I still hope you will think this matter over carefully. If you change your mind, feel free to call me anytime." A good match? When they got their marriage certificate, Young Master Huo was dining with the president abroad. He didn't even show up in person, yet the marriage certificate was processed. The photo of them together was also photoshopped. He spent three years proving that he didn't want to marry her, what use is being a good match? Pulling her thoughts back, Nian Yaxuan took a deep breath, "I..." She had already made up her mind, but she didn't say the last few words. To avoid worrying Housekeeper Zhuo, she changed it to: "Okay." All the way until the next afternoon, Housekeeper Zhuo had not received a call from Nian Yaxuan. With a helpless sigh, he took out his phone and dialed a number, "Young master, I have a document here that needs your signature." "What document?" The man's voice was indifferent. Housekeeper Zhuo hesitated for a moment, "Divorce agreement."

"..." The hand that was processing the documents paused for a moment. Oh, he still had a wife. If it weren't for the reminder from Butler Zhuo, he wouldn't have remembered. "The agreement is in my office, I'll be back in Yuecheng these two days." "Yes, young master." Yuecheng Blue Night Bar As night slowly fell, more and more young men and women entered the bar. Room 501 Dozens of bottles of beer, liquor, champagne, and many snacks were cluttered on the table. Nian Yaxuan, who was known as 'Brother Nian', was wearing a super ladylike light pink lace dress today because it was her birthday, which was really rare! Several people took out their phones and clamored to take a photo with her. After narrowly escaping the clutches of a few crazy selfie-taking women, Nian Yaxuan happily clinked glasses with a dozen classmates. The birthday gifts everyone gave filled up an entire corner. The slightly drunk Han Huiming hugged a buddy and sang loudly, "Love and hate are just a moment, raising a glass to the moon, feelings are like the sky..." That shrill voice made several girls cover their ears. "Come on, come on, stop singing, let's play a game together," Zheng Xiaoke, who had a straightforward personality, called out to the two singing. Zheng Xiaoke was the 'big sister' in Nian Yaxuan's dormitory, and the so-called 'big sister' meant the oldest in age.

After she shouted, the private room finally quieted down. A dozen men and women gathered around two long tables, looking forward to Zheng Xiaoke with anticipation. Zheng Xiaoke was always the best at playing games! "Truth or Dare!" Zheng Xiaoke said mysteriously. Then, the other dozen men and women looked at her disdainfully, "Sister Zheng, this game has been played to death!" Han Huiming, the second-generation rich kid, glanced at Zheng Xiaoke with contempt. Even his play style was already very conservative when hanging out with these people, but he had not expected that the play style could be so limitless! Zheng Xiaoke glared back at him, "Today is Ya Xuan's twenty-first birthday, let's play something exciting!" Then, she smiled mysteriously. Since they were all students and still considered law-abiding citizens, the usual rule was that the loser had to tell the truth, and the dare was nothing more than singing the high-pitched song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau," carrying a member of the opposite sex around the room, or singing a love song with a friend of the opposite sex. The first dare began amidst everyone's anticipation. Zheng Xiaoke glanced at Nian Yaxuan, who was looking at the red wine in her hand, and gave everyone a look, which they immediately understood. "The person who loses this round must turn right when going out, kiss the first member of the opposite sex they encounter! It must be on the lips! If they are unwilling to take the dare, they must punish themselves with ten cups of white wine!"

This is stirring up trouble! The atmosphere has become lively again, and in their eyes, this is even more thrilling. Han Huiming sneered and said nothing more, after all, he knew the character of these people. After the rock-paper-scissors game ended, everyone turned their attention to the bewildered Nian Yaxuan. Looking at her scissors and then at Zheng Xiaoke's smug hammer, it was indeed she who lost! "Zheng Xiaoke, I hate you!" Recalling the content of the dare, Nian Yaxuan was on the verge of tears. She could barely walk in a straight line now; she couldn't possibly drink ten glasses of baijiu again! Amidst everyone's laughter, they watched Nian Yaxuan sway her head and walk to the door, take a deep breath, and then open it. The first person of the opposite sex to the right. There was only one tall man across from her, wearing a simple white casual shirt tucked into black suit pants, with shiny black leather shoes elegantly stepping on the carpet. Those dark and profound eyes, thick eyebrows, high nose bridge, and beautifully shaped lips all proclaimed his nobility and elegance. However, those profound eyes were filled with coldness and indifference, making the fearless Nian Yaxuan somewhat hesitant to approach.

“Damn, what a handsome man, Nian Ge, hurry up! We’re all watching!” Zheng Xiaoke, hiding at the door, whispered to her. However, the man looked very familiar; where had she seen him before? Hearing her urging, Nian Yaxuan took a deep breath, ignoring the dominant aura emanating from his entire body, and stopped the man’s elegant strides. Up close, she felt as if she had seen this man somewhere before. But with a shake of her body, she dismissed the thought. She boldly walked up to the man, smiled slightly, tiptoed, and wrapped her arms around his neck, immediately inhaling his pleasant masculine scent. Huo Lingchen, who was about to go to the side to make a phone call, was stopped halfway by a little girl. Feeling her sudden closeness, he frowned, his handsome brows creasing. But... why did the girl’s eyes seem so familiar? Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Nian Yaxuan gently kissed the man’s slightly cold lips.

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