“It’s just a car accident. I don’t have time. If I die, just tell me which morgue I’ll need to go claim….”
In the emergency room, Su Xingnuo’s wounds bled heavily, yet she remained terrifyingly calm. Those words echoed in her ears—they were from her husband of three years.
After her wounds were treated, a nurse brought a wheelchair and helped her sit.
“Miss Su, do you have any other family?”
Su Xingnuo placed her hands on the wheelchair, the cold metal sending chills through her. Her lips carried a hint of blood, her face calm.
Her foster parents had all passed away three years ago.
And today, she had just received news that her biological parents were still alive. Her father was the richest man in Harbor City, and the Liu family’s assets were estimated to exceed tens of billions.
She had gone out today to meet her birth parents but ended up in a car accident.
She took out her phone and made a call.
Soon, a man in equestrian attire appeared, out of breath.
Su Xingnuo spoke calmly, “Accompany me for a checkup.”
The man wheeled her past the ultrasound area. Su Xingnuo raised her hand, signaling him to stop, and moved to the corner.
Xie Ran emerged from the ultrasound room holding another woman, both wearing happy smiles.
Xie Ran placed his hand on her abdomen.
“This one will definitely be a son. My mother will be so happy. Qingya, you’re a great contributor to the Xie family.”
Shen Qingya blushed and said, with a hint of grievance, “Xie Ran, you don’t blame me for suddenly going abroad three years ago, do you? I had my reasons…”
Xie Ran held Shen Qingya’s hand tightly.
“Qingya, I don’t blame you. I’ve been thinking about you all these years. My marriage with Su Xingnuo was just a formality. Wait a little longer, I’ll divorce her. You’re the eldest daughter of the Shen family. I’ll give you a grand wedding.”
Less than two meters away, Su Xingnuo clutched her own palm tightly.
Three years ago, she and her foster parents had gone to a resort. The resort caught fire unexpectedly. Xie Ran had saved her, but her foster parents didn’t survive.
Shortly after, the Su family went bankrupt, and her brother disappeared.
That period had been the darkest time in Su Xingnuo’s life. She had nearly given up, but Xie Ran had broken down her door late at night and pulled her back from the edge of death.
Xie Ran had proposed to her on one knee, promising to care for her forever.
Now, he was turning to another woman, promising her a complete family.
The mystery that had troubled her for three years was finally clear—no wonder after marriage Xie Ran slept in another room. He had a white moonlight in his heart, preserving his purity for her.
Su Xingnuo released her grip, leaving the man behind, and wheeled herself in front of the couple.
Xie Ran was stunned, “What are you doing here?”
He told Shen Qingya to wait in the car, then turned to shout at Su Xingnuo.
“You’ve been following me?”
Su Xingnuo almost laughed with anger.
“Are you blind? Can’t you see I’m injured? I should thank the driver who hit me for sending me to the hospital. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have seen you two lovebirds here. It’s disgusting.”
Xie Ran glanced at her leg.
“It’s not broken, is it? Why are you here acting crazy instead of going home to cook? Save your words for later; I still need to take Qingya home.”
Su Xingnuo raised her head, “If you take one step forward, I’ll have your legs broken.”
“Su Xingnuo, have you had enough? Do you still want to fight me?”
“Look at yourself—you’re a shrew. Compare that to Qingya’s gentleness.
Qingya is the eldest daughter of the Shen family. Harbor City’s Shen family is no lower than the Xie family. Meeting her is my fortune in this life.
What have you done for this family since marrying me? You think you’re the Su family’s heiress? I married you for three years, and you’ve taken all my wealth.
Without me, you’re nothing. I’ve even spared you the shame of divorce.”
Su Xingnuo’s eyes were icy.
“What have I done? I cared for your mother day and night, looked after your sister and brother-in-law who stayed in our house, drove your nephew to school every day, tutored him at night, massaged your mother’s legs for forty minutes before sleep. In your eyes, that’s ‘nothing’?”
She had once believed Xie Ran saved her and that they would have a good future.
Now, it was all an illusion.
“In that case, let this Shen family lady do all that for you. We’re getting a divorce.”
Su Xingnuo wheeled away.
In the hospital room, the man asked,
“So, what are your plans now?”
Su Xingnuo clenched her fists, her knuckles white, her voice cold.
“I will take back what belongs to me and divorce him.”
“But he’ll never agree to the divorce. Even if he does, he’ll make sure you only get half the assets.”
“Half?” Su Xingnuo sneered.
“Without me, he’d still be a poor man who couldn’t even reach a modest living standard.”
Three years ago, Xie Ran had been a struggling low-income man, not even worthy of carrying her shoes.
To outsiders, Xie Ran had risen in three years to become Harbor City’s new elite, entering the circle of wealthy families—a true grassroots reversal.
Only Su Xingnuo knew how he had acquired his status and achievements.
Knowing Xie Ran, he would make sure she walked away empty-handed—no company, house, or car for her.
“Do you need my help?” the man asked.
“No. Draft a divorce agreement. I’ll settle the rest with him slowly.”
The man left a bodyguard to accompany Su Xingnuo.
A week later, Su Xingnuo was discharged.
She took out her phone.
“Uncle Li, Uncle Han, Uncle Zhao, when are you free? Let’s meet at Yunjing Club. I have something to discuss.”
After marrying Xie Ran, she had provided the funds for him to open a small company, backed by these three Harbor City tycoons.
Now, she planned to cut the foundation from under him.
After the call, Su Xingnuo arranged her next week fully—appointments at a beauty salon, hair salon, and nail salon.
At the Xingchui Mansion, Shen Qingya sat beside Xie Ran, holding his arm and wiping away tears.
“Xie Ran, it seems Sister Xingnuo is really angry. It’s all my fault…”
Xie Ran gently wiped her tears, voice soft.
“Qingya, don’t feel guilty. It’s not your fault. Don’t let this affect the baby. I’ll handle Su Xingnuo. Just focus on your pregnancy.”
A dark glint appeared in his eyes.
He had been married to Su Xingnuo for three years. His goal was not yet achieved. Now was not the time for divorce.
Su Xingnuo cared for him so deeply; she wouldn’t easily bring up divorce.
He had expected her to come running in one day to show submission.
Unexpectedly, she had held out for seven days.
“Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding!”
Xie Ran’s phone suddenly rang with multiple notifications.
He opened it and exploded in anger, dialing immediately.
“Su Xingnuo, are you crazy? Spending 3,800 on a manicure? Why does a beauty treatment cost 100,000?”