In the end, even Shen Chengyan didn’t come out unscathed.
The driver was a burly man with accomplices, and he also ended up with injuries on his face.
On the drive back to his apartment, he didn’t say a single word.
That was the first time Jiang Yu went to his place—but in such a miserable state.
She was completely soaked when she arrived at his apartment and refused to go in at first. He forcibly dragged her inside.
He looked furious. He took off his equally wet coat and threw it on the floor, then went to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and tossed it onto her head, telling her to dry herself.
From the very first day they dated, Jiang Yu had always listened to him, followed his lead, and never once lost her temper in front of him.
Even on her birthday, when he said all those harsh, mocking things in the car, her anger had still been mixed with more grievance than rage.
That was the first time she truly lost her temper in front of him.
She threw the towel back at him, her hands trembling, and questioned him:
“You were the one who suddenly insulted me on my birthday. You were the one who disappeared for two months without a word. And you’re still the one who came back without any explanation. What exactly did I do to deserve being humiliated by you like this?!”
Shen Chengyan pressed his lips tightly together, breathing unevenly, but he said nothing.
He simply went to get a first-aid kit, sat down in front of her, and grabbed her hand to treat her injuries.
But suppressed emotions, once released, could never be contained again.
Jiang Yu had already given up on him at that point. For once, she refused to back down, shook off his hand, and tried to leave.
But in the next second, Shen Chengyan pulled her back.
He pressed her into the sofa and kissed her fiercely.
After nearly a year of dating, that was the first time he had kissed her so aggressively.
Before that, it had always been Jiang Yu who took the initiative—linking arms with him, pretending to accidentally brush against his waist.
He, on the other hand, always acted as if he noticed nothing, indifferent to her subtle flirtations.
Even when they were alone, he never made a move on her, behaving like a completely traditional gentleman.
Of course, she had once wondered if he had some issue—or if she simply wasn’t attractive enough.
Only that night did Jiang Yu finally see the aggressive side of Shen Chengyan.
All that politeness, restraint, and gentlemanly demeanor—
it had all been fake.
He was like a beast that had been suppressing itself for far too long, shedding its disguise and revealing the dominance buried in his bones.
Their rising body heat nearly dried their soaked clothes.
When they became fully intimate, Jiang Yu noticed that he had lost a lot of weight.
It seemed that in those two months, while she had suffered, he hadn’t been doing well either.
That night, she felt his intense possessiveness toward her.
They did it many times. The first two times, he didn’t even have time to use a condom. Later, he slowed down, becoming gentle and patient.
Each careful touch and kiss made Jiang Yu briefly believe he might actually have some feelings for her.
The next morning, when she woke up, Shen Chengyan was already awake.
He lay quietly beside her, staring at her for a long time.
After she said “good morning,” he placed a velvet box into her hand.
Inside was a diamond ring.
Looking into her eyes, he said:
“I’ll take responsibility.”
And just like that, they got back together.
Why he blocked her, why he disappeared—none of it was ever mentioned again.
They silently ignored those serious issues and, in a haze, got their marriage certificate.
But buried problems never disappeared.
One day, they would erupt like a volcano.
……
Jiang Yu met LUCK star in a café with a nice atmosphere.
She hadn’t expected LUCK star to be someone she knew.
Xu Xing also hadn’t expected SCY big idiot to be Jiang Yu.
After a long silence, Xu Xing finally said softly:
“What a coincidence… sister-in-law.”
The Shen family was large.
Shen Changyuan had three siblings.
Xu Xing’s mother, Shen Shufang, was Shen Chengyan’s aunt.
Xu Xing only visited during holidays, so she was a bit reserved in front of Jiang Yu.
After half a cup of coffee, Jiang Yu finally remembered to ask politely:
“How is Aunt’s waist now?”
Last year, Shen Shufang had injured her back and didn’t return home for the New Year.
“She’s fine now, full of energy,” Xu Xing said cheerfully.
Her eyes rolled slightly as she added,
“Sister-in-law, does my cousin know your online username?”
Jiang Yu: “……”
Xu Xing leaned closer.
“I’ll keep it a secret for you. Can you lower the price a bit?”
Jiang Yu cleared her throat.
“Why are you buying second-hand bags?”
The Xu family was also extremely wealthy; she didn’t seem like someone who lacked money.
“My mom cut off my allowance,” Xu Xing said sadly. “She wants me to work, but I don’t want to.”
“She’s so strict,” Jiang Yu said.
“She told me to go work in the company. I refused, so she froze my card. Who in their right mind works when they can just enjoy life?”
Jiang Yu couldn’t relate.
A life where money problems never existed, where parents supported everything—she couldn’t imagine it.
“You can have the bag,” Jiang Yu said. “Your cousin paid for it anyway. I don’t feel bad about it.”
More importantly, she didn’t dislike Xu Xing.
The girl was a little spoiled, but at least polite.
Xu Xing was overjoyed.
“Sister-in-law, why are you selling bags anyway?”
She had seen multiple listings on Jiang Yu’s page.
Before Jiang Yu could answer, Xu Xing suddenly asked,
“Is what Brother Zhaolin said in the group chat true?”
Shen Zhaolin had a family group chat Xu Xing was in, though neither Jiang Yu nor Shen Chengyan were added.
“What did he say?” Jiang Yu asked.
“That you and my cousin are getting divorced.”
Xu Xing studied her.
“Is it fake?”
Jiang Yu blinked.
“Guess.”
“I can’t,” Xu Xing said honestly. “I can’t think of any reason you’d want to divorce him.”
In Jiangcheng’s elite circles, Shen Chengyan was considered the top marriage prospect.
Handsome, clean reputation, capable, disciplined—perfect husband material.
Only a fool would divorce him.
Xu Xing suddenly slapped the table.
“I got it!”
“What?”
“I know why you’re divorcing.”
“Why?”
She leaned in and whispered:
“Is it because my cousin… can’t perform?”
Jiang Yu froze.
“…Can’t perform?”
“Yeah,” Xu Xing nodded seriously. “There’s a rumor in the social circle that he’s not… functional.”
Jiang Yu paused.
“I feel like his kidneys are fine though.”