Chapter 3: 3

When he was a student, Duan Xiuze was a model of self-discipline.

How clean was he? Ordinary adolescent boys would often hand wash, but he himself rarely does it. Instead, he’d go to Taobao to order a service and ask others to do it for him. What’s more, he’d order once a month, ordering 30 in each go.

Once, in a righteous and strict manner, he hadn’t hand-wash for a whole month, scaring several clerks to death. Finally, the shopkeeper closed the Taobao store crying. 

 

It’s not that Duan Xiuze was deliberately trying to be pure, but sometimes his common sense was different from that of normal people. He believed in the conservation of energy. As long as he doesn’t go down, he could only go up. Therefore, he could grow to 1.9 meters.

 

But when he woke up in the hospital, he went to the bathroom and found this change.

 

It’s not that the pink looks good, but Duan Xiuze felt that he was still quite innocent. He could count it with one hand when he was still in puberty. And so as soon as he woke up, it hit him like a truck when he saw that it had changed.

 

Duan Xiuze wanted to question Jiang Wangshu when he was in the hospital, but he held back because the topic seemed embarrassing. However, after staying in the hotel suite to take a bath, he finally couldn’t keep it in and directly called Jiang Wangshu to question him.

 

As a result, Jiang Wangshu hung up on him again.

 

To be fair, this was a common occurrence for the two. Occasionally, he would ask to borrow Jiang Wangshu’s homework to copy it, and just after he finished his appeal, Jiang Wangshu would immediately hang up the phone.

How rude. It seemed that after five years, this man still carried the same virtue. He’s a lost cause.

 

Duan Xiuze thought again that there was something strange about this whole thing. Although he wasn’t enlightened and barely had interest in neither men nor women, it could not prove that he was gay. And how could he marry Jiang Wangshu, of all people? Unless…? Did Jiang Wangshu save his life?

Duan Xiuze pondered about it, and finally sent a message to him, “Did you save my life?”

 

Jiang Wangshu exhaustedly replied, “If you have something to say, just say it.”

He should’ve gotten used to his nonsense, shouldn’t he?

 

Duan Xiuze continued, “Why else would I marry you?”

 

Jiang Wangshu subconsciously frowned when he saw the text. He put down his phone and ruffled his hair before replying, “Then ask yourself.”

 

“How would I know? I lost my memory.”

He then said, “Let’s get a divorce, or I’ll feel even more uncomfortable.”

 

Jiang Wangshu blankly looked at this sentence and didn’t reply for a long time. He never expected that their divorce would happen like this.

 

Duan Xiuze saw that he didn’t reply, and went on to say, “To tell you the truth, I want to go home. I have forgotten all the things I’ve done in the past five years. The 23 year old Duan Xiuze who married you must’ve been bewildered by Gu. It has nothing to do with the pure-high-schooler me. So, yeah, what if we just get a divorce and go back to each of our families?”

 

Jiang Wangshu stared at Duan Xiuze’s text. His heart was rapidly beating, but his fingers were still steady. He replied, “It doesn’t matter to me, but I’m afraid you’ll regret it later.”

 

Duan Xiuze asked, “What do you mean by that?”

“I said it before, I’m not the one who wanted to marry you. You did.”

 

After a pause, he added, “And we signed a prenup. If you ask for a divorce, you have to pack up and leave everything.”

 

Duan Xiuze: “???”

“How much money do I have?”

 

“A billion.”

Duan Xiuze: “….”

 

“If you want to leave, sure. I won’t mind.”

 

Duan Xiuze: “….”

Is he sick?? Leave everything after the divorce???

 

Maybe he really was poisoned by Jiang Wangshu??

 

One billion yuan was also a huge sum for Duan Xiuze. When he was 17, he was still a minor and could not get the company’s share dividends. He could only spend what was given to him by his parents and grandparents, that is, 8 million a month. He was honestly quite frugal and basically had no big expenses. Therefore, at the age of 17, he had about 100 million yuan in savings.

It would’ve been different once he became an adult. The money he could control should’ve been more than double that amount. He was the only successor, the sole prince of the Duan family. He was an only child too, so the property of the Duan family would’ve all been his in the future. 

But right now, he only had his 17-year-old memory and is not yet an adult. Naturally, he felt that a billion yuan was a cosmic sum of money. He thought that only when he comes of age could he see that kind of money.

 

Duan Xiuze asked suspiciously, “…What if you’re lying to me?”

Jiang Wangshu calmly said, “I’ll show you when I get home.”

 

Duan Xiuze waited for half an hour before Jiang Wangshu sent him the agreement. He saw that it wasn’t only that if he asked for a divorce, he’d have to leave, but also that Jiang Wangshu had the right to divorce him and make him leave if he saw any signs of cheating.

 

Although Duan Xiuze was sure that he’s not the type of person who would cheat, he also felt that this agreement was simply too much. It made it seem like Jiang Wangshu had some ulterior motives.

 

Just when he came up with the thought, Jiang Wangshu added, “The agreement was drafted and notarized by you. I never interfered.”

 

Duan Xiuze: “… I lost my memory. You could be saying whatever you want.”

 

Jiang Wangshu clenched his fist in silence. The changes in each stage of a person are very big, aren’t they? Before Duan Xiuze was 20, he was a completely different man. He indifferently asked, “Then you want to stay?”

 

Maybe the 23-year-old him didn’t care too much about money, but he did. It was somewhat painful to think about, but compared to marrying someone who he couldn’t get along with, it was still much better.

Duan Xiuze contemplated and said, “No! I’ll leave.”

 

Jiang Wangshu looked at the text and slowly typed out, “You can think about it again. You just lost your memory–”

But before he finished, he deleted the sentence word by word, and finally replaced it with, “Then we’ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau when you’ve recovered.”

 

“No, it’d take at least a month for the wounds to heal. Leave quickly. If I do, I could just go home to recover.”

 

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Jiang Wangshu felt his nose becoming sour as he read the reply, but his slender fingers continued on, “OK, just pick the time.”

 

“Tomorrow, then.”

“Tomorrow is the weekend. The Civil Affairs Bureau wouldn’t be opened.”

 

“What time does it open on Monday?”

“Nine o’clock.”

 

Duan Xiuze curiously asked, “It’s so late? Meng Wen said that we waited several hours to queue up in the early morning.”

 

Jiang Wangshu said, “We went at five in the morning and waited for four hours for them to open the door.”

 

It was mind-boggling, but if he and Jiang Wangshu actually did that, once he recovers his memory, it probably wouldn’t end well.

Though Jiang Wangshu doesn’t seem to care much about him. He agreed to the divorce in a breeze. What if it was a one-sided love? If the 23-year-old Duan Xiuze was reluctant to cut it off, let’s do him a favor and end it!

 

With that in mind, Duan Xiuze told him, “Then don’t forget. Nine o’clock sharp on Monday. Don’t be late.”

 

Jiang Wangshu curled his lips as he replied, “Don’t worry. I want a divorce more than you do. I’ll get a lot of money, after all.”

Duan Xiuze: “…”

 

“Did you marry me purely for the money or something?”

“Yep, I like money. Who doesn’t like money?”

 

“You used my feelings?”

“Mhm, you are so stupid, I could easily make use of your feelings.”

 

Duan Xiuze: “….”

It really wouldn’t have been hard to use him. But although he was a bit innocent in this aspect, it was still hard to believe that he would like Jiang Wangshu.

Duan Xiuze’s heart was tangled. He wasn’t completely black or white, he and Jiang Wangshu didn’t deal well with each other before, and it’s the same now. It was important to quickly clear up the relationship.

 

Duan Xiuze once again reminded him, “Remember, I’ll see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 9 o’clock on Monday.”

 

Then he thought of something and asked, “How should it be handled? What papers would we need?”

“You’re supposed to bring your ID, marriage certificate, registered permanent residence and divorce agreement. Your ID and everything else is with me. I’ll bring it for you.”

“OK, OK, OK.”

 

After a while, Jiang Wangshu received another message from Duan Xiuze, “Anyways, you’re the bottom, right?

Jiang Wangshu: “…” 

 

“I have to at least make sure, you know.”

 

Jiang Wangshu: “Go away.”

Duan Xiuze: “Okay.”

 

–

At nine o’clock, Monday, Jiang Wangshu and Duan Xiuze arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau exactly on time.

 

Jiang Wangshu first took the divorce agreement to Duan Xiuze, who took it and asked, “Where’s the pen?”

Jiang Wangshu paused and said, “I don’t have one.”

 

“Let’s go inside to sign it,” Duan Xiuze suggested.

After borrowing the pen from the service desk, Duan Xiuze quickly signed the paper and handed the pen to Jiang Wangshu, “Hurry, sign it.”

 

Jiang Wangshu took the pen, looked at him and asked, “Are you sure you want to leave? You’ll regret it in the future.”

 

“What can I regret? The doctor said that the recovery period would take one year. I can’t play husband and wife with you for one year. Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps,” he said as he jokingly hugged his arms in a disgusted manner.

 

Jiang Wangshu tightened his grip on the pen, “Alright, I hope you won’t suddenly recover your memory and kneel down to ask me to remarry. I won’t agree.”

 

Duan Xiuze was stupefied, “How could that be? Even if I hit my head really hard right now, I wouldn’t ask you to remarry, okay?”

 

Jiang Wangshu nodded, “Sure.”

He took the pen and signed his name.

 

Jiang Wangshu was exquisite and beautiful. His hands were already fair and slender, but they became even paler in the sun. It was enthralling. Duan Xiuze couldn’t help but stare.

 

After signing, Duan Xiuze breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Jiang Wangshu.

Seeing that the shadows beneath his eyes seemed to be much heavier, he said with concern, “You should have a good rest. Look at your dark circles, soon enough you’ll be on par with a giant panda.”

He then took a closer look, “Why do I feel like your eyes are a little red and swollen? Did you cry?”

 

Jiang Wangshu said in a flat tone, “Yesterday I lost sleep counting the money in my card.” He then added, “I have never seen so much money in my life.”

Duan Xiuze: “….”

 

The staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau asked them a few questions. After confirming that they weren’t being impulsive, they happily gave them a divorce certificate.

 

As Duan Xiuze held the green book, his mood became complicated. “I was a good high school virgin, but when I woke up, I became a promiscuous divorced man.”

 

Jiang Wangshu: “….”

He said, “Go ahead and arrest me, then.”

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