Chapter One

"Mr. Xia, these are the matters prepared in the prenuptial agreement. Mr. Su asked me to show it to you. If there is no problem, you can sign it."

The quartz watch on Secretary Lu's wrist pointed to 3 o'clock in the afternoon. There was another meeting to be chaired at 3:30. He was nervous, but he didn't show the slightest urging look. His empathy was his forte.

Xia Ting fiddled with the pen in his hand for a while, and then threw it aside. He was like a cat who was at a loss. After a while, he turned his attention to the rose garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window. He lowered his head and bit his nails, but he didn't. Go open the thick stack of documents in front of you.

He turned his head sideways, revealing only the left side of his face.

The afternoon sun shone on the fine white skin, coating the fine fluff on his face with light gold.

Even from a male perspective, Xia Tingwan's beauty is often breath-taking.

Su Yan wrote a lot of love letters when he was pursuing Xia Ting five years ago. Later, one of them was dug up by the media for some reason, and it was talked about by people for a long time, saying, "You are juicy and sweet on the branches. "Peach" hit the headlines

The rich and powerful are often not good at writing love poems, so it's not surprising to write earthy love words.

The public roared and teased, but they thought it was lively and fun, but they laughed at Su Yan, but no one laughed at Xia Tingwan.

Perhaps from the perspective of that time, Xia Tingwan's beauty was beyond doubt, worthy of any compliments and withstanding all the smoke.

But that is in the past.

"Won't he come?"

Xia Tingwan finally spoke. He turned his face to look at Secretary Lu. There was a hideous scar on his right face, which went straight down from his forehead, pierced through the handsome eyebrows, and reached the corner of his eye.

"You know, sir, is very busy."

"Then I don't need to read it." Xia Tingwan lowered her head, turned to the last page of the document, and signed her name hastily: "Anyway, I'm going out of the house, I already knew it."

After he finished speaking, he stopped his gaze on the clear jade ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and he did not look away for a long time.

Su Yan is many years older than him, and his style is old-fashioned.

Five years ago, when Su Yan held his hand and put on this jade ring for him, he said, "You have a pale skin, and you always feel a little bad when you wear anything else. This jade is the most suitable for you. I heard that people raised After three years of jadeite, jadeite will support you for a lifetime. Tingting, you can wear this ring for the rest of your life."

He was less than twenty at the time, and he had no concept of a lifetime. He just heard it and felt uneasy, so he didn't feel relieved.

This marriage wasn't what he wanted to get married, so it didn't matter what he wore.

I just didn't expect that it was only five years, only five years.

"Mr. Xia, I have something to do, so I'll go first." Secretary Lu stood up and put the documents in the briefcase, "Mr. Su said he won't come back these days, you can pack it slowly and ask the driver to take you off at that time. Also, there will definitely be a lot of questions from the media, what Mr. Su means—it’s better to say less.”

Seeing that Xia Tingwan was ignoring him, Secretary Lu didn't care. She bowed slightly and was about to turn to leave when she suddenly heard Xia Tingwan speak.

"You said he was busy, what was he busy with?"

Xia Tingwan raised his head. He didn't seem to hear what Secretary Lu said just now, and then gently replied, "I haven't seen him for a long time."

Secretary Lu looked at Xia Tingwan, the boy's light brown eyes had an animal-like innocence and were misty.

Secretary Lu felt his stomach tighten for a moment.

They are already divorced.

This is not a simple word, this is a separation from physical to psychological, from now on, it has become a stranger.

Xia Tingwan only knew that they were divorced, but didn't really understand the meaning of it.

This made Secretary Lu feel a little sad.

...

Xia Tingwan stood under the shower, and the water slid down from him in a hurry, like a rushing caress.

He looked up and watched the night through the huge skylight above the bathroom.

The light pollution in the metropolis is becoming more and more serious. Su Yan once told him that the entire H City and surrounding areas can only see stars on this Fragrant Hill.

Xia Tingwan remembered the expression on Su Yan's face when he spoke, it was light.

He has always hated Su Yan like that a little bit, and he took on the disgusting attitude of the son of the powerful, as if he could even have the starry sky at will.

Maybe it's because he is always willing to put himself in a forced position, so he and Xing Xing also feel pity for each other - Su Yan forced him to marry, forced him to have sex, forced him... In fact, he himself has nothing else to list. Out.

But as soon as Su Yan had a dispute with him, he immediately raised the sword of Shang Fang, forcing Su Yan to retreat silently over and over again.

In these five years of short-lived marriage, in fact, most of the time, Xia Tingwan felt that she had the upper hand.

But the one who prevailed did not win.

Before he could react, Su Yan didn't want him so suddenly, like throwing a stray cat out of the house.

Xia Ting turned off the shower late, walked out naked, stood in front of the mirror and stared at his face.

The person in the mirror was pale and haggard to the extent that he felt unfamiliar. He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the scar on his right face. The rough touch made him shiver involuntarily.

Half a year ago, he was driving a supercar while driving under the influence of alcohol and speeding. He slammed into the bumper at the junction of 308 Avenue and Bima Road, and fell unconscious on the spot.

In addition to the fracture of his left forearm and multiple bruises on his body, the shattered windshield left a 6.5 cm long scar on his right face. The doctor told him that the glass was only a short distance from piercing his eyes. Less than a centimeter away, he only left this scar, which is already a fortune in misfortune.

On the second day, the headline of the entertainment page of the United Daily was astonishingly, "The actor Xia Ting was in a car accident after drinking and driving late, leaving a 6.5 cm scar on his face and disfiguring it".

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Not only was he a disfigured star, his reputation was shattered by drunk driving.

But for career, in fact, he didn't care much about it for a long time, and he was going through a very fragile time.

This incident casts a much bigger shadow on him than he imagined. Even now, he is still very resistant to riding in the car. He will tremble when he sees the reflection of the glass, his feet will be soft when he hears the sound of the brakes, and the speed of the car will be full. Cold sweat on the back. But more than that, what frightened him more from the bottom of his heart was—

He felt that Su Yan no longer loved him.

They only had sex for the first time five months after the accident.

He originally wanted to hide his right face in the pillow, but perhaps because of his stubbornness, the more uneasy he felt, the more he refused to turn his head away, and he wanted to let Su Yanming look at the ugliest appearance.

Su Yan also watched without hesitation, he clearly remembered that Su Yan's eyes were very cold, looked at it, and suddenly said: "It turns out that once there is a scar on the face, the person who was originally good-looking will become an eyesore. , change your posture."

After he finished speaking, he turned him over, and then inserted himself in from behind.

Xia Ting thought about it late, and almost bit his lip to bleed.

He turned around and strode out of the bathroom, opened the bedside table in the master bedroom, and threw out the stuffed letterhead and postcards one by one and scattered them all over the floor.

When he took out the postcard in the deepest part of the cabinet, Xia Tingwan inadvertently saw the words written on it.

At that moment, he suddenly felt powerless, and he knelt down on the floor slowly and slowly.

"I am waiting for you under the tree,

Summer is here, so is the rain,

You are a juicy and sweet peach on the branch. "

On it was written three sentences neatly and neatly written with a pen.

No longer, he is no longer the sweetest thing in the world in that person's eyes.

He was in a car accident, and he always felt the same pain as a needle stick after taking painkillers. He had nightmares every night.

But Su Yan doesn't love him anymore, will never feel sorry for him, will not let him, will not freeze his movies frame by frame and make them into emojis, and won't make love After that, called him the little prince holding his face.

Xia Tingwan buried her head between her knees and whimpered.

He never knew that it was so embarrassing when love passed away.

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Writing an introduction is too difficult for me, and the attributes of attack and attack are also difficult to summarize.

For example, Su Yan, although introverted and deep

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Feng, but also like to write earthy love stories, which is really nerve-racking.