Lin Fan tiptoed to the bedroom door, took a deep breath, and suddenly pushed it open.
Just as he was about to smash the vase in his hand, he froze.
The person inside wasn’t a thief at all… it was his wife, Chen Yuanyuan.
At that moment, she was wearing a sexy silk nightgown, exposing a stretch of fair, slender legs. Her face was delicately made up, and her wavy hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders, adding a touch of alluring charm.
A faint fragrance lingered in the air, and Lin Fan even noticed a lit scented candle on the bedside table.
“You’re back,” Chen Yuanyuan said softly, her lips curling into a gentle, captivating smile, as if nothing had ever happened between them.
Lin Fan frowned, his voice turning cold. “Chen Yuanyuan, what are you playing at this time?”
Facing his indifference, she showed no anger. Instead, she took his hand and led him into the kitchen. “Lin Fan, let’s not fight anymore, alright? Look, I prepared a nice dinner for you.”
Sure enough, on the table were four dishes and a soup, with a bottle of red wine placed beside them.
It was clearly a carefully arranged candlelight dinner.
Looking at the exquisite dishes, then at Chen Yuanyuan’s seductive figure, if it had been the Lin Fan from his previous life, he would have already been completely drawn in.
But now, having seen through her true nature, how could he be fooled by such a scene?
A woman who had never even held a kitchen knife before—how could she suddenly cook a full meal like this?
Lin Fan’s gaze flicked toward the trash can nearby. As expected, it was stuffed with takeaway containers.
No need to think further—the food had been bought from outside.
He sat down calmly, his tone indifferent. “Go on. What do you want?”
Chen Yuanyuan brought over two glasses of red wine, then sat directly on his lap, her expression soft and alluring. “Lin Fan, we’re husband and wife. What do you think I want?”
As she spoke, she raised the wine glass to his lips, her eyes filled with affection, while her other hand slowly wandered over his body.
She clearly knew how to handle men. Feeling the warmth of her body against his, Lin Fan’s breathing quickened slightly.
But the moment he recalled everything she had done in his previous life, a wave of disgust rose in his chest.
He pushed her away abruptly. The force was too strong, and the red wine in her glass spilled all over her.
“Chen Yuanyuan, cut it out!” Lin Fan said as he stood up and walked toward the window.
After repeatedly lowering her pride and trying to please him, only to be ignored, Chen Yuanyuan felt a surge of grievance well up inside her. “Lin Fan, I’ve already gone this far begging you—what more do you want from me?” The source of this chapter is NovelPing.
“Wasn’t it you who said it? We’re getting divorced,” Lin Fan replied without even turning his head.
Chen Yuanyuan bit her lip, her face full of grievance. “Lin Fan, are you really so heartless that you insist on divorcing me?”
“Or is it that… you’re no longer interested in me at all?”
She stepped closer, making one final attempt.
But his next words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head.
“Chen Yuanyuan… you and I… our fate has ended.”
Hearing this, all the restraint she had maintained finally shattered.
“Lin Fan, you heartless bastard!”
“Did I just waste three years of my youth for nothing?”
“Let me tell you, when we divorce, I must get half of that lottery prize!”
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A cold sneer rose in Lin Fan’s heart. So, the fox’s tail is finally showing.
“You know I won the lottery?” he asked, feigning surprise.
Chen Yuanyuan crossed her arms, looking smug. “So what if I do? Do you really think anything can escape my notice?”
Lin Fan turned around, a hint of mockery on his lips. “Then do you know that the one who claimed the prize was my father?”
“I only accompanied him.”
Chen Yuanyuan’s expression froze, clearly not understanding what he meant. “What are you saying?”
Lin Fan spread his hands. “I’m sorry, but the prize money—1.6 million yuan—has already been transferred to my father’s bank account.”
“You probably won’t see a single cent of it.”
Hearing this, Chen Yuanyuan trembled with anger, her face twitching. “Lin Fan, I didn’t expect you to stoop this low just to keep all the money for yourself!”
“You really have no shame.”
She took a deep breath and continued, “But it doesn’t matter. I won’t give up.”
“There are surveillance cameras in the lottery shop. As long as I find evidence that you bought the ticket, I can still claim my share.” This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
To be fair, she could still think clearly even at a time like this.
But Lin Fan had already prepared for this.
“I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed,” he said calmly. “The ticket was bought by my father. He paid for it.”
“And he was the one who scratched every single ticket.”
“I only accompanied him the whole time.”
Chen Yuanyuan’s eyes widened in disbelief. His words completely caught her off guard, and suspicion crept into her voice. “Impossible. Your father is just a migrant worker—he can’t even bear to buy a bottle of water when he goes out. Why would he buy lottery tickets?”
“Stop trying to lie to me.”
Lin Fan rolled his eyes and let out a cold snort. “See for yourself.”
He tossed his phone over.
Hesitantly, Chen Yuanyuan picked it up. A video was playing on the screen—it showed the entire process of Lin Fan accompanying Lin Zhigao to the lottery shop.
It clearly showed that Lin Zhigao had paid for the tickets, and he was the one who scratched them, while Lin Fan stood by the entire time.
“I got a copy of this from the shop owner,” Lin Fan said. “It proves the ticket was bought by my father.”
“You want half the prize money? That’s impossible.”
He had prepared this as a precaution. If things escalated to a legal battle during the divorce, this video would serve as solid evidence.
By the time she finished watching, Chen Yuanyuan’s hands were trembling, and her heart sank completely.
She had never imagined that the prize she had been dreaming about would slip away like this.
“Lin Fan… is this your way of taking revenge on me?”
“I don’t even know what I did wrong to make you hate me so much!”
As she spoke, she slowly sank to the floor.
Lin Fan snorted inwardly. A person like you, selfish and self-centered to the core—how could you ever realize your own faults?
“Lin Fan, I hope you won’t regret what you’ve done today.”
Their conversation had once again ended in failure. Knowing there was no point in staying any longer, Chen Yuanyuan didn’t even bother changing her clothes. She grabbed her bag from the sofa and stormed out, slamming the door behind her!