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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nHowever, the sunny youth that she fell in love at first sight with was no longer the same. The current Ji Jingchen was so domineering that she almost felt suffocated.

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n“Aren’t you even going to ask me why I wanted a divorce?”

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n“The reason is not important.” Ji Jingchen shook his head. What was important is that he would not agree to a divorce.

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nDu Jiuyuan felt frustrated. She truly wanted a divorce. She wanted to escape from the cold prison of the Ji family.

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n“If you don’t sign, we will meet in court then.” Although Du Jiuyuan’s tone was firm, she did not want to make things so awkward with him.

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nJi Jingchen’s facial expression was terrible. Those who were familiar with him would know that he was about to lose his temper.

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n“In the entire Hong Kong City, which lawyer would dare to accept my divorce case?”

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nHearing Ji Jingchen’s words, Du Jiuyuan fell silent. She could not find any words to refute him.

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nWith Ji Jingchen’s wealth and status, not many people in Hong Kong dared to go against him.

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nJi Jingchen turned his head away and didn’t look at her anymore. He closed his eyes tight and his entire body tensed up, as if he was enduring something.

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n“Madam, CEO Ji hasn’t rested for two days in a row. You should let him rest for a while!” Jiang Cheng, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly spoke, interrupting Du Jiuyuan’s train of thought.

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nThe Ji family’s grandmother had once commented about this grandson of hers, Ji Jingchen. “Jingchen is like a king. He’s the kind of person who can conquer anything that comes his way single handedly!”

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nJi Jingchen was a true workaholic. Once he started working, he would not care about anything else. The Ji Corporation, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, had only been in his hands for half a year before it came back to life. In just three years, it had opened up an overseas market.

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nThe car slowly drove into the Ji residence. Du Jiuyuan was forcefully pulled through the door.

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nMadam Ji and Tang Yingxue were not at home. The maid was a little surprised to see Ji Jingchen who had suddenly returned.

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nJi Jingchen entered the house and took off his shoes. In a low voice, he said, “Help me prepare the bath water.”

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nThese words were clearly directed at Du Jiuyuan. Ji Jingchen was a germaphobe. Earlier, he had grabbed Wang Xiaoxiao’s hand merely for a few seconds yet proceeded to wipe it for a few minutes.

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nNormally, other than Du Jiuyuan, no one was allowed to enter his room. It was the same for Madam Ji and Tang Yingxue.

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n“We’re going to get a divorce soon. You can let the maid do it!” Du Jiuyuan kept repeating the resolution of divorce to herself.

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nJi Jingchen was akin to a sugar-coated cannonball. The extremely seductive sugar-coated exterior made people addicted and they would be unable to extricate themselves.

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nBut how long could this sugar coating last?

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nJi Jingchen’s suppressed emotions exploded at this moment. His eagle-like eyes stared fixedly at Du Jiuyuan’s body, like a sharp dagger that was about to slice her into pieces.

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nThe temperature in the entire living room continued to drop. Seeing this, Jiang Cheng kept winking at Du Jiuyuan. At this point of time, only she could appease CEO Ji’s wrath.

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nDu Jiuyuan sighed helplessly. She expected such an outcome. Someone like Ji Jingchen would certainly not sign the divorce papers easily.

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nShe did not say anything. Instead, she went upstairs to prepare his bath water and placed clean clothes on the shelf. She then turned around and saw Ji Jingchen standing at the bathroom door. She lowered her head and was about to walk past him, when a deep voice rang in her ear. “The gift is at the head of the bed.”

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nDu Jiuyuan did not stop. She walked out resolutely.

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nHowever, the moment she walked out of the bathroom, Du Jiuyuan peeked a glance at the head of the bed nonetheless. There was a rectangular velvet box quietly sitting there.

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nInside the velvet box was an exquisite anklet. Although Ji Jingchen hadn’t taken her to heart all these years, he still provided her some gifts during the holidays. Most of them were clothes, bracelets and anklets.

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nIn the past, she had always thought that he was single-minded. Now she realized that he was the type of guy who preferred to use money to solve all of his problems or perhaps he was just mentally ill.

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nDu Jiuyuan did not want to stay in his room. The room was filled with his unique scent.

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nWhen she went downstairs, Mrs. Ji and Tang Yingxue had just returned. The moment they saw Du Jiuyuan, Mrs. Ji thought of the bowl of sticky bird’s nest and did not do anything to hide her disgust.

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n“Why are you back? Who let you in?” Tang Yingxue acted like the Ji family’s mistress of the house.

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nMrs. Ji was about to speak when she was interrupted by a cold voice.

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n“I brought her back.” Ji Jingchen stood at the second-floor stairway, his hair still dripping with water.

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n“Brother Jingchen…” Tang Yingxue’s voice immediately became tender when she saw Ji Jingchen.

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n“You’re back?” Obviously, Madam Ji was a little surprised by Ji Jingchen’s sudden return.

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nJi Jingchen’s indifferent gaze swept across Madam Ji, completely ignoring the existence of her and Tang Yingxue.

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n“Why are you still standing there? Come up and help me dry my hair!”Ji Jingchen said in a domineering and unquestionable tone.

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nDu Jiuyuan did not hesitate to go upstairs. She did not wish to face any more humiliation by these two women.

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n“Jingchen, didn’t she tell you? She wants to divorce you. She has already signed the papers.” Mrs. Ji’s voice was a little anxious.. She was afraid that Du Jiuyuan would play some tricks.

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