Após o Divórcio, Desfrutando da Beleza Sozinha, o Presidente He Chora os Olhos Vermelhos de Arrependimento
Após o casamento forçado bem-sucedido (segundo homem dominante + marido suplicando por reaparelamento + mulher protagonista calma e lúcida), Jiang Shuyu foi enviada diretamente para o palácio frio por
In country D, the elevator of a seven-star hotel stopped on the thirty-ninth floor.
Jiang Shuwei, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, kept her head down, replying to messages from clients.
Today was her first day since arriving in country D, and also the honeymoon trip she had planned for herself.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
As she entered, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure beside her—a man with an East Asian face, dressed in a black long coat and also wearing sunglasses.
“Bang…” Suddenly, a loud explosion-like noise echoed from somewhere.
The elevator, which had been descending smoothly, suddenly jolted violently, transforming into a free fall straight down.
“Ah…” Jiang Shuwei screamed, her heart pounding wildly.
“I don’t want to die here,” she cried out in terror.
At that moment, the elevator was abruptly halted by a sudden force. Jiang Shuwei’s legs went weak, and she collapsed to the floor, unable to straighten herself, fear spreading throughout the pitch-dark, powerless elevator.
“Heaven enjoys playing tricks. You don’t want to die, yet you might still perish here,” a man’s voice came from the other end of the elevator.
“I won’t die,” Jiang Shuwei gritted her teeth and believed. “Heaven wouldn’t let a genius like me die at twenty.”
“A genius?” the man scoffed. “In what way?”
“Why would I tell you?” Jiang Shuwei was already shaken to her core and now faced mockery from a man. She didn’t want to engage.
“If we die here, what’s the one thing you’d most want to do?” After a