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The Pampered Wife Has Decided to Divorce

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Chapter 15 - You are simply shameless! Filthy!

The Pampered Wife Has Decided to Divorce

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With the anxiety in his heart settled down, Jiang Xiucheng had a rare bit of extra patience. “You should also settle down earlier. Isn’t your mother always urging you?”

“Is my mother living the life or am I? Jiang Xiucheng, I think you have completely lost your mind to find such a stupid…”

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Jiang Xiucheng immediately grew nervous. “He fell? Where did he fall? Is he hurt?”

Shao Wenxing: “No, I…”

For some reason, he inexplicably thought of the tactile sensation on his lips just now. If someone fell and started crying, then kissing them probably would carry a bit of salty bitterness.

Shao Wenxing instantly felt that his brain might have also been affected by that idiot. “He didn’t fall down, I grabbed him up in time.”

Feeling that he must have short-circuited just now, he quickly added, “Too stupid. Whatever, maybe you just like stupid ones.”

This sentence was said with a bit too much emotional agitation, waking up the person currently sleeping on him.

Sang Li blinked open eyes that still contained a bit of sleepiness, rubbed them with his hand, and looked around in a daze. “You actually like stupid ones?”

Shao Wenxing lowered his head.

The gaze Sang Li cast over carried a trace of thin pity. “Your taste is quite special, huh? No wonder you don’t like me.”

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Even across the phone, Jiang Xiucheng could hear Sang Li’s voice. “Awake?”

“Just woke up, acting up the moment he opens his eyes.”

Shao Wenxing seemed to have reached the limit of his patience. “You can chat with him. Wait until I send him back to you. I beg you never to let me see him again; it’s pure damage to my lifespan.”

The car temporarily pulled over by the roadside. Shao Wenxing tossed his phone to Sang Li, got out of the car himself, and went back to the front passenger seat.

A lighter flickered on and off, and the scent of nicotine from the front seat drifted back.

Sang Li spoke in a sweet, coquettish voice, just as he started: “Husband. Cough, cough, cough!”

Jiang Xiucheng’s heart immediately trembled along with his little drama queen. “Why are you coughing? Are you cold?”

Shao Wenxing: “…”

The cigarette he had only taken one drag of was stubbed out in the ashtray as he turned around. “Sang Li, I am not Jiang Xiucheng. I will give you three minutes at most, and after three minutes my phone must be returned to its rightful owner.”

Sang Li made a very provocative face at him.

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Then he got to listen to the number one idiot in the entire world acting coquettishly from the back seat.

“Husband, let me tell you, that vegetable market is so big, but I walked through all of it. And I even learned how to bargain, and bought longans for my husband.”

Sang Li hugged Shao Wenxing’s phone and chattered away, using a tone he thought was very quiet, but because the inside of the car was so quiet, everyone could hear it clearly. “That thing is so ostentatious!”

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Shao Wenxing told himself to endure.

Sang Li’s voice was soft and sweet, cloyingly sweet like cheese lava. “Husband’s friend is also very good, he wasn’t fierce. Husband, I even learned how to do live streaming, and I already have tens of thousands of followers.”

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Sang Li still wouldn’t stop. “Husband, take me to…” after you come back.

Shao Wenxing could no longer endure. “Jiang Xiucheng! Stop holding my phone and flirting with your wife!”

Sang Li immediately puffed out his cheeks and glared fiercely at Shao Wenxing, looking just like a baby cat puffing its cheeks, completely devoid of offensive power while overflowing with cuteness, and at the same time raised a middle finger.

“He just has that kind of personality. If you don’t like it, just ignore him.”

Jiang Xiucheng laughed. “Be good, husband is about to board the plane. Wait for me to come back.”

“Mn!”

Sang Li nodded once. “Husband, kiss-kiss!”

“Kiss-kiss.” Jiang Xiucheng’s voice was magnetic and deep, a vocal tone that Sang Li loved very much.

After hanging up the phone.

Sang Li immediately loudly criticized Shao Wenxing, “You are simply narrow-minded! You are too terrible! Meanie, go drink cold water!”

For some reason, after hanging up the phone, Shao Wenxing’s mood suddenly improved quite a bit. Not only did he not lower himself to Sang Li’s level, but he even said leisurely, “I’m terrible? Then why didn’t you go complain to your husband?”

Sang Li sullenly shrank into the furthest corner of the back seat, and after a long while said, “Because you are my husband’s friend, and I don’t want my husband to think he makes bad friends.”

“My husband is super excellent.”

Sang Li’s voice was soft, like a piece of candy that could be kneaded at will.

The temper Shao Wenxing had just smoothed out became un-smooth again.

It was just in time for the midday rush hour, and the car moved in stop-and-go increments.

Shao Wenxing only felt the stuffiness was severe, so he rolled down the car window, spinning his McLaren car keys around his finger in circle after circle. “Sang Li, do you know who I am?”

“You are a male.”

Sang Li said honestly.

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Shao Wenxing rolled down the back window for Sang Li as well, pointing a finger outside. “See that office building over there? Xingshi Media, the largest entertainment company in all of Asia is mine.”

Sang Li: “Oh.”

“What is oh?”

Shao Wenxing frowned in dissatisfaction.

Sang Li clapped like a little seal, his eyes round and bright. “Amazing, amazing, you’re so amazing?”

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Irritated, Shao Wenxing fetched another cigarette, didn’t light it, and held it between his thin lips. “The hottest annual artists all come from here, and the most popular A-list actors and actresses are also here. Do you have any favorite artists?”

Sang Li immediately remembered the history of being tortured by Jiang Xiucheng all night because he came home late from a concert, and shook his head like a rattle drum.

However, after a moment, he cautiously hugged the cushion inside the car, crept closer, and patted Shao Wenxing’s shoulder like a cat’s paw. “Then is Xuxu in your company too?”

“Who is Xuxu?”

Shao Wenxing hesitated for a moment. “You mean Chi Xu?”

Sang Li’s eyes lit up. “Right, right! I’ve been watching his TV shows recently! His action scenes are so cool! Is he here too?”

Shao Wenxing: “He is here too.”

Shao Wenxing said, “However, he is filming recently, so you won’t be able to see him until next month.”

Sang Li looked a little happy. “Can I really see him next month? Then can I shake his hand? Can I get an autograph?”

“Of course you can, I am his boss after all.”

Shao Wenxing looked smug. “Why aren’t you asking your husband to help arrange it for you this time?”

Sang Li’s previously sparkling eyes dimmed again. “Husband won’t allow me to meet male celebrities right now, I can only do it in secret. Can you really help introduce him to me?”

Shao Wenxing met Sang Li’s gaze looking up at him.

In the flickering sea of stars, he caught a fleeting glimpse of the admiration Sang Li had shown earlier during his conversation with Jiang Xiucheng.

Yet it was just too short a glimpse.

Making Shao Wenxing feel increasingly unsatisfied.

He rolled his Adam’s apple. “I’m not narrow-minded anymore?”

Sang Li had zero firmness of stance. “You’re a good person.”

Shao Wenxing: “Then what should you call me?”

Sang Li hesitated. “Respected President Shao?”

Shao Wenxing took a deep breath. “I’m not sixty yet.”

Sang Li: “…”

Shao Wenxing: “Call me Brother Wen.”

When good things happened to him, Sang Li was great at acting cute, so he called out softly, “Brother Wen, then when can I see my idol next month?”

“Accompany me back to the company to pick up a document first. Next month I’ll have my assistant contact you.”

Shao Wenxing said, looking as if it were casual. “You have WeChat, right? Add me.”

But husband said you would take me to eat tiramisu and ice cream… Why do we have to go to your company…

For the sake of his idol.

Sang Li unlocked his phone and reluctantly sent over his code. “Then after going to your company, can you take me to eat ice cream? I only get to eat ice cream once in a blue moon.”

This time, Shao Wenxing readily agreed.

As the industry leader, Xingshi always occupied the highest prominence in the entertainment circle, so the office building’s location was naturally prime as well.

However, Sang Li had zero interest in any of this.

He tried his best to cooperate by listening as Shao Wenxing inexplicably and personally introduced Xingshi’s presidential office, secretary’s office, planning department, publicity department, public relations department, project department, recruitment department, and artist planning department, and even went to take a look around the dance studio.

His feet, which were already hurting, hurt even more.

Sang Li felt despair, looking at Shao Wenxing with pitiful eyes like he was about to cry. “Have we still not found your document?”

Shao Wenxing: “…”

Although Shao Wenxing didn’t say it, Sang Li still felt that he somehow got inexplicably angry again.

This anger persisted until Sang Li happily sat on a hanging chair seat, digging into a three-scoop ice cream to eat.

Shao Wenxing said, “Are you a kid? You love eating these things.”

Sang Li used his other hand to push the ice cream further toward himself, biting his spoon and ignoring him.

Although sitting with someone who wasn’t his husband felt a little weird, the ice cream was just too delicious.

Ice cream can occasionally conquer husband too.

The spoon brushed past the corner of Sang Li’s mouth, leaving a bit of cream behind.

The table was very small, so Shao Wenxing reached out and wiped it away for him smoothly.

Sang Li froze for a moment. “I…”

“Just wiping off some ice cream. We’re both guys, can you not overthink it?”

Shao Wenxing’s expression was calm, looking like he thought the other person was overcomplicating things.

Sang Li fell into a bit of deep thought.

Actually, Jiang Xiucheng had told him many times that he wasn’t allowed to let other people touch him, but guys in high school and college also often ate and messed around together.

He had stayed at home for too long.

He had somewhat lost track of what was right and what was wrong.

Sang Li was feeling a bit dazed, and before he could puzzle out an answer, a burst of rapid, sharp high heel clicks sounded by his ear.

The next second.

A crocodile-skin Ma family handbag slammed onto the table.

A young and pretty female voice rang out: “I was wondering why your assistant kept stalling and you weren’t in your office! Not only did you find a new one so fast, but you even found a guy!”

Sang Li raised his eyes and locked gazes with the girl’s beautifully made-up face. It was none other than the popular group starlet, Zhilan.

“You male mistress!”

The girl cursed right off the bat. “A man acting as a third party, you’re really shameless!”

Ah, me?

Sang Li made a round “ah” shape with his mouth, pointed at himself, and then looked at Shao Wenxing.

“Zhilan, calm down, we’ve already broken up.”

Shao Wenxing’s expression was exceptionally impatient. “I’ve given you all the resources I should have, I don’t owe you anything, so stop making a scene.”

Sang Li: “…” Well, talk about a classic scumbag speech.

But for a girl, such words were far too hurtful.

Zhilan burst into tears instantly. With her red eyes, she looked at Shao Wenxing, then turned to glare at Sang Li. “You… you…”

“Actually, you deserve better.”

Sang Li blinked his eyes, picking up her words. “Pretty sister, Shao Wenxing is completely useless, only lasts six minutes, and can only go once. His down-there is so small, he doesn’t deserve you at all.”

Shao Wenxing: “???”

Zhilan froze.

Having probably never heard such uninhibited language before, the first second she registered it, her entire face flushed bright red. “You are simply shameless! Filthy!”

Sang Li: “?”

How so?!

Lili was clearly trying his best to comfort her!

Sang Li grew a bit angry too, curling his lip. “Then what can you do? Go call the police then.”

He spread his hands toward the girl with extreme unhappiness, saying in a muffled voice, “Go call the police and get the cutest Lili in the world arrested.”

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