Aquaduck's Book and Story
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Love and Turmoil in a Marriage of Convenience
When Xie Heng brought a woman home for the fourth time, I finally couldn't hold back and slapped her. She was wearing a deep V-neck jacquard dress, her cleavage prominent, pouting her hips and crying as she complained. Xie Heng impatiently pushed her away and retorted, "Lin Xi, didn't you say you wouldn't care about me?" I held my forehead, my anger giving me a headache. Xie Heng and I had been in a cold war for a month. He accused me of being indifferent and emotionally cold, trying various ways to seek a sense of existence in our practically non-existent marriage. If it weren't for the hundred thousand yuan he deposited into my account every month, I would have definitely slapped him too and signed the divorce papers without looking back!