It was initially thought that Jiang Jingyu lived a happy and joyful married life with Tong An'an, but now it seemed that was all a facade.
The ancients truly did not deceive me; marriage is indeed the graveyard of love. Do not yearn for marriage. Get a divorce quickly.
While lost in thought, Shang Jincheng called.
Could it be that he was even more eager to divorce than she was? Had he suddenly come to his senses?
Ge'er lazily picked up the phone.
Unexpectedly, Shang Jincheng said, "Not tomorrow. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow."
Ge'er knew he had his own career, but it wasn't anything particularly remarkable. To this day, she still didn't know what he did.
She couldn't help but be curious, "What are you so busy with? How could it be such a coincidence? Are you doing this on purpose, Shang Jincheng?"
Shang Jincheng inwardly rejoiced, but outwardly retorted, "Who's doing it on purpose? Then were you doing it on purpose today too? You can have something to do, but I can't?"
She had to admit he had a point, and Ge'er was momentarily speechless.
"Then when will you be back?"
Shang Jincheng didn't say, just chuckled.
"What, you can't bear to part with me before I've even left? If you really can't bear it, I'll take you with me."
"Go to hell! Who can't bear to part with you? I just hope you come back quickly, and then..."
"Alright, alright, you want me back quickly, I know you miss me. How about this, if you miss me, call me. As long as you need me, I'll rush back as soon as possible, even if I have to abandon my work."
She shouldn't have wasted her breath on such a shameless person. Ge'er angrily hung up the phone.
The next day, life went on as usual.
Jiang Jingyu and Tong An'an seemed to have reconciled and no longer sought her help.
The next few days were peaceful, until Friday afternoon. After a busy morning, she opened her phone to browse WeChat Moments and saw photos from a party the previous night posted by a mutual friend.
In the crowd, who else was the tallest, smiling the brightest, and posing for the camera if not Shang Jincheng?
Ge'er was furious.
This damned Shang Jincheng, had he not gone on a business trip at all, deliberately lied to her, or had he already returned?
He hadn't even bothered to tell her he was back, and instead went to someone else's party. He had no integrity at all!
She immediately called him.
Shang Jincheng answered, his voice languid, as if he had just finished some debauchery.
"Hello."
"Hello your head! Shang Jincheng, you shameless man, didn't you say you were on a business trip? How come I saw you in Tong Mengmeng's Moments? You're fooling around all day and pretending to be busy with me. You're deliberately playing dumb and don't want to divorce, are you?"
"Don't think that means you can't do anything to me. I was willing to part amicably because we're friends. If you insist on making a scene, I'll just get scolded by Mom and Dad. Let's make a scene! We'll see who's worse off, you or me!"
Shang Jincheng hadn't expected her to be so angry.
It seemed she truly had no affection for him. He regretted this move a little.
"Big sister, can you at least find out the situation before scolding me? Yesterday was Tong Mengmeng and her husband's birthday, and they rushed me to come back, saying the party wouldn't be fun without me. I only got back late last night."
"I didn't even go home. They dragged me straight from the airport to their place with my luggage. If you don't believe me, ask them."
"They got me drunk, and my head is still pounding. How can I look for you? You're really making me suffer unjustly."
He sounded so convincing that Ge'er was starting to doubt herself.
"You're still making excuses for hanging out with your scoundrel friends all day? I don't care. While there's still time, get up quickly. Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now!"
"Big sister, it's past four o'clock, and the Civil Affairs Bureau closes at five. Even if we grew wings, we wouldn't be able to get there."
Ge'er said, "Don't you know a lot of people? Now's the time to use them! Ask them to work overtime for us!"
Shang Jincheng gave a wry smile, "Do you know any man who would ask acquaintances for help in such a matter?"
"I've only been married to you for seven days, and you want to ask acquaintances to work overtime for a divorce? Are you afraid I won't be enough of a laughingstock?"
Ge'er scoffed, "You know about shame now? What were you doing before?"
Shang Jincheng felt a bit hurt by her scolding.
"Zhan Jingge, you're being unreasonable. Did I hold a knife to your neck and force you to get married? Or did I kneel and beg you?"
"Although this matter was a bit rushed, you agreed to it yourself, didn't you? And now you're blaming me entirely? Talking like this is really unpleasant."
This bastard, he was quite eloquent when it mattered.
Ge'er was rendered speechless by his words and could only resort to threats.
"Then I'll see you on Monday. If you find another excuse to postpone it then, I'll expose everything. Just you wait and see!"
Shang Jincheng could only soften his tone over the phone, "Alright, alright. See you Monday, see you Monday."
"Since my attitude is so good and I've agreed, can you do me a favor?"
"Your attitude is good? Was that attitude you just had considered good?"
Shang Jincheng pleaded with her, "Please, I'm begging you, come and save me. I drank too much last night, and my stomach hurts terribly. I haven't eaten all day and I'm feeling awful. Please take pity on me and buy me some medicine."
Ge'er had no sympathy for him, "Go to hell! You were acting all tough when you were drinking, and now you're playing the victim? Where are your scoundrel friends? Tell them to send it!"
Shang Jincheng shamelessly replied, "You know they're scoundrels. They were the first to run when we were drinking, and now they're nowhere to be found after drinking. You're my only true friend, Ge'er, save me. Please, if you don't come, I'll die."
Although Ge'er hated his glib tongue, she was genuinely afraid something would happen to him.
If he died, wouldn't she become a widow?
What kind of situation was this!
She left work early, bought medicine for her stomach, and went to his place.
When the door opened, Shang Jincheng was clutching his stomach, looking pitiful.
"Thank you. If you really don't want to see me, you can just leave the medicine and go. I'll get a cup of water from the kitchen myself."
Ge'er raised an eyebrow, "Get a cup of water from the kitchen? Are you planning to drink it cold?"
"It hurts too much. It even hurts to walk. I don't have the strength to boil water."
"Then get yourself to bed, and I'll boil it for you!"
Shang Jincheng secretly chuckled.
This sharp-tongued but soft-hearted person really could only be dealt with using a sob story.
He pitifully went to lie down on the sofa, curled up there.
Ge'er looked at his large frame, seeing him in such a state, and irritably went to his room to get a blanket for him.
Shang Jincheng was wrapped up like a zongzi, his tail almost wagging with delight.
"This blanket is the one you used that day. It still carries your scent, it's so fragrant. I haven't had the heart to change it all these days. Wife, you have no idea how charming you are."
Ge'er got goosebumps all over.
"Are you trying to die? Who are you calling wife? You're so cheesy!"
"Shang Jincheng, I don't care how other women react to your sweet talk, but I can't stand it. If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me again, I'll cut out your tongue!"