My beautiful CEO wife
Chapter 347: Wife, Divorce in a Month?

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Wife, Divorce in a Month?

"Look at this guy, such quality. Even when misunderstood, he doesn’t defend himself. Truly a great modern man, a real tough guy."

"This kind of man is great, doesn’t hit back when hit, doesn’t talk back when scolded, his wife is really lucky."

"And, he also looks handsome and charming, adored by everyone and flowers bloom at his sight."

"Sigh, never mind, I married the wrong man."

"..."

What the heck, is that even a thing?

The aunties flipped their script in an instant, turning as eloquently charming as ever. It’s a shame they’re not lawyers.

In Xiao Zheng’s heart, it felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a dead toad.

He helplessly said to the nurse, "It’s fine, just a misunderstanding."

Leng Ruobing kept her cool composure but felt a thick wave of emotion surging in her heart. She hadn’t expected Xiao Zheng to show such a tender side.

The old him, well, was unreliable, slick, a rascal, a flirt, it was infuriating, and now, he’s performing quite well, deserving some praise.

Her menstrual pain today, it was fortunate he was there, otherwise, who knows how long the pain would have lasted.

After getting back home, Xiao Zheng was ready to go to his room to sleep.

"Xiao Zheng, thank you for today," Leng Ruobing said, holding him back with deep sincerity.

Xiao Zheng looked deeply into her eyes, annoyed, he said, "We’re already an old couple, what’s there to thank, it’s too formal."

"But..."

Leng Ruobing’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, her voice tinged with a hint of melancholy, "After all, ours is just a marriage of convenience, we can’t truly be together."

"Is that so?"

Xiao Zheng shamelessly smirked, "A month from now, I won’t agree to a divorce no matter what. What can you do about it?"

Leng Ruobing turned her face away, glancing at the bright moonlight, embodying the Guanghan Fairy, full of goddess-like grace.

"Xiao Zheng, I really appreciate that you’re by my side to shelter me from the storm and avert crises, but, after all, we are not from the same world. Just give up on that thought."

"Well then, how do you plan to thank me?"

A trace of profound hurt flashed through Xiao Zheng’s eyes, but soon, he was slick again.

Hehe, not from the same world? You will never escape from the palm of my hand in this lifetime.

Leng Ruobing spoke indifferently, "How about this, I’ll promote your position, how does that sound?"

"No need, am I that type of man obsessed with power? Clearly not," Xiao Zheng directly rejected.

Laozi, the Heavenly Net Evil God, would I care about a minor position? Even if you offered me the vice president role, I wouldn’t take it.

Moreover, working at Qianqiu Group is just a cover for my identity. Once I have captured Leng Ruobing’s heart and collected all the Golden Bones, I will make my move.

Laozi was born a god-like man, how can I mingle with mere mortals?

Leng Ruobing pressed her thin lips together, a flicker of impatience crossed her face, she said lightly, "How about this then, I’ll drive you to and from work every day, how’s that?"

"This!" Xiao Zheng chuckled mischievously, "That’s possible, but it’s still far from enough. Small favours like that, don’t even catch my eye."

"You!"

Leng Ruobing clenched her teeth, feeling an urge to beat him into a pig’s head. This guy was just too greedy; the CEO humbles herself to let him ride in a BMW to and from work and he’s still unsatisfied?

What exactly does he want?

Offer myself in marriage? No way!

"How about, I help you train in management courses? That way, even if I’m not by your side, you won’t starve to death."

"Not necessary!"

Xiao Zheng pompously refused, truly disdaining management studies.

"We can manage Sky Net perfectly fine without it. Management studies? I’ve taught myself, and no one can match me. What’s there to learn about?"

He picked up the civet coffee that his cousin had left and took a sip, Xiao Zheng smirked playfully, "We are legally married after all, you might as well be straightforward. If you want to thank me, just give me money and be done with it."

"You!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Ruobing was furious, her earlier gratitude vanished, her chest heaving violently with righteous indignant.

"If I want to give you something, I will, but if you ask for benefits yourself, hmm, not a penny for you."

"Get lost!"

"Then there’s nothing to discuss, alright, I’m going back to sleep, good night, wife," Xiao Zheng said as he finished his coffee and burped contentedly.

He chuckled indifferently, waved his hand as he turned around, and his swaggering tune still faintly carried on,

"In my pocket, there are thirty-three bucks, not enough my wife, for groceries tomorrow..."

"Hmph!"

Leng Ruobing pointed furiously at the departing Xiao Zheng, her liver aching with anger!

That night, she suffered from insomnia.

And Xiao Zheng was no exception.

...

Zhou Zixiong was recently troubled, as a murder had occurred within his jurisdiction.

If it were just that, there would be no need for concern, but the deceased was no ordinary person.

He had found an ID on Mo Qingyun’s body, a dark leather cover stamped with a blood-red pagoda.

Inside the ID, there were no personal details, only a faint code—Sky 002.

"A pagoda? Sky 002?"

Zhou Zixiong pondered deeply. This must be a code for a mysterious organization, but he didn’t know what exactly it represented.

"Well, I’ll pass it up the chain; this is beyond my authority."

His action of passing it up caused quite a commotion.

As a result, Lianhua Branch was visited by a wave of influential figures, including military bigwigs, police upper echelons, and Jianghu masters, coming one after another in quick succession.

And today, five peculiar individuals arrived, led personally by the director of the Zhonghai Municipal Public Security Bureau.

If Xiao Zheng were here, he would recognize three of them—Zhu Chanji, Black Rose, and Bai Mudan.

As for the other two, they were a uniquely appearing elderly brother and sister, both exuding immense authority.

Their reputations in Jianghu were on par with the Northern Spear King and South Sea Saber Madman.

One was Nine-fingered Divine Claw—Lin Xiaotian, slightly hunched, his white brows over a pair of pale eyes, especially his hands, dark and only having nine fingers, enveloped in a thick aura of bloody evil, like a demon from Hell.

The other was his sister, White-haired Demon—Lin Feiyan, the vestiges of time vividly etched on her face, her hair fixed with a white jade pin, her eyes slightly narrowed, but they couldn’t hide a trace of harshness as she carried an ancient qin on her back, like a vengeful female demon.

The siblings were both top experts of the Jiangcheng Mo Family, known collectively as the Naihe Double Killers.

Upon receiving the news of Mo Qingyun’s death, they were dispatched immediately to investigate the cause of death.

Even Zhu Chanji was profoundly wary of them, as if seeing the shadow of an ancient martial family in them.

After arriving at the morgue, Lin Xiaotian pulled back the white sheet and saw the unblinking eyes of the deceased Mo Qingyun. He became somber, "Young master, your hatred is clear to Uncle Lin, and I will surely avenge you. Rest in peace and reincarnate."

As he spoke, he gently stroked Mo Qingyun’s cheek.

Strangely, Mo Qingyun, whom even the coroner couldn’t close his eyes, now peacefully shut them.