Green Tea Enters The Story Of Abuse [Book] Chapter 6
byChapter 6: Divorce Agreement
An Yu, who was enjoying a sunbath by the window, suddenly shivered.
It must be due to living in a north-facing room for too long, causing a buildup of cold energy in his body.
The three An Family brothers all lived on the second floor of the villa.
An Shi and An Ming occupied the large, south-facing bedrooms, each with a south-facing study and activity room. Since the south-facing rooms were taken, the Original Host could only live in the north-facing one.
Rumors claimed the Original Host had a gloomy personality, even choosing to live in a north-facing room.
Gloomy personality, my foot. It was clearly a group of petty people engaging in covert bullying.
An Yu sighed, flipped over, and continued basking.
He had Transmigrated after an all-nighter, most likely dying from overwork.
A person couldn’t be lucky enough to keep being reborn.
An Yu decided he would no longer strive like a dog being chased, as he did in his previous life. He needed to focus on wellness and aim for a long life.
Wellness, after all, meant eating well, sleeping well, getting plenty of sun, and worrying less.
When Xing Zhan arrived, An Yu was sleeping sprawled out, his eyelashes softly drooping, his cheeks tinged with a faint pink, giving him the air of a well-behaved child.
Xing Zhan looked down at him, thinking darkly that despite his pure appearance, his heart was black.
His answer to Xing Anbang at the wedding was both appropriate and managed to hint at their pre-existing emotional entanglement—a very sharp mind.
To sleep so soundly after pulling off a marriage scam showed considerable nerve.
Black-hearted, bold, and sharp-minded—such a person could not be indulged. Forget indulging him; if he wasn’t suppressed slightly, he would cause chaos.
Xing Zhan went to the study to draft a divorce agreement, then returned to the living room.
He couldn’t wake An Yu, so he leaned down.
He reached out, cupped the soft cheek with the web of his thumb and forefinger, causing the tender skin and rosy lips to pout. It was incredibly soft.
Xing Zhan paused, then shook An Yu’s head none too gently a couple of times.
Seeing the person open his eyes, he withdrew his hand and straightened up.
The soft sensation on his fingers seemed to linger.
Xing Zhan clenched his fist and tossed the divorce agreement to An Yu: “Either sign it, or go back where you came from.”
When he decided to go through with the wedding with the imposter, Xing Zhan had already planned how to handle the aftermath.
He had told Madam Xing he wouldn’t marry, and he meant it.
Plans change.
After deciding to marry for the sake of Old Master Xing, Xing Zhan reminded himself that he must shoulder the responsibilities and duties of marriage, and absolutely must not bring endless pain and trouble to his family like Xing Anbang did.
Responsibilities and duties were reserved for a genuine spouse; an imposter was only fit to be used.
In fact, Xing Zhan felt a degree of relief that it was an imposter who showed up.
Emotional matters were too troublesome and the risks uncontrollable. A purely cooperative relationship was far more reassuring.
An Yu subconsciously hugged the document that landed on his stomach and sat up in a daze.
He had a nightmare.
He seemed to have turned into some kind of fragile animal, and a large carnivore… bit his head off?
The dream felt so real; his cheeks felt uncomfortable.
He got up too quickly and felt dizzy.
His current state of health was worrying; he slept deeply but often felt unrested.
He hadn’t clearly heard what Xing Zhan had just said.
Xing Zhan was so tall, and his legs were impossibly long. An Yu looked up and asked, “What did you just say?”
Perhaps it was because the person curled up on the sofa was too small, too fragile.
Only twenty-two, he still looked like a teenager, whether due to his fair skin or his thinness.
Not only youthful, but seemingly innocent and harmless.
Even though the truth was right there, Xing Zhan couldn’t help but say, “Explain.”
An Yu: “Explain… what?”
Xing Zhan: “Your parents said you threatened suicide to force An Shi to stay home and have you substitute for him at the wedding.”
An Yu hadn’t expected the accusation of forcing An Shi to give up the marriage by threatening suicide to circle back around.
Was the original plot impossible to resist?!
No…
He couldn’t scare himself.
The original plot, where the Original Host was scolded and mocked for being a toad wanting to eat swan meat, had indeed changed.
Those old turtledoves told Xing Zhan that he threatened An Shi with suicide…
What benefit did that bring them?
An Shi’s reputation was preserved and even enhanced, while Xing Zhan’s anger over the switch at the wedding was transferred to him; as the substitute, his reputation was ruined and he was left without support.
Killing three birds with one stone.
His enemies were intelligent and malicious; he couldn’t let down his guard.
With his thoughts clear, his heart calmed. An Yu said, “There’s nothing to explain.”
The recording on his phone could expose the An Family’s lies.
But now was not the time.
If he exposed them now, Xing Zhan would settle the score with the An Family, and he certainly had the power to do so.
But what about himself?
Most likely, he would be sent back to the An Family.
That was no different from returning to a wolf’s den.
Looking on the bright side, Xing Zhan might still keep him for the sake of Old Master Xing.
But what would Father An do, knowing he had recorded evidence?
In the original novel, Father An was already terrified when the Original Host merely revealed the truth about being forced into the marriage after being slandered.
He subsequently prepared several times to burn the evidence concerning the Original Host’s background, which was hidden in his study.
If he, who dared to record evidence, were to be exposed, Father An might be scared into burning down the entire study.
The evidence of the Original Host’s background was a trophy to Father An, kept only when he didn’t feel threatened.
As long as he didn’t provoke Father An, those items were safe.
Safe enough for him to find an opportunity to go to the study and retrieve them one day.
That would be the time for reckoning.
The Original Host’s parents had long passed away. Aside from that evidence, An Yu had no way to prove his identity.
An Yu’s calmness, in Xing Zhan’s eyes, was simply the numbness of someone who had committed too many bad deeds.
He said coldly, “The document in your hand. Sign it, or leave this place.”
An Yu looked down.
The original novel did not lie to him.
The four large characters “Divorce Agreement” on the file cover looked truly festive.
Signing the divorce agreement early meant he would be free when the time came, which was reassuring and relaxing.
In this world, same-sex couples could openly pursue relationships.
An Yu had already planned it out.
Once the An Family’s mess settled down, with money and leisure, he wanted to date. Date extensively! Make up for the dating he missed in his previous life.
Upon closer inspection of the agreement’s contents, the little person in An Yu’s heart nodded in satisfaction.
The original novel only mentioned that Xing Zhan required the Original Host to sign a divorce agreement, effective one year later, but didn’t mention divorce compensation.
The document stated that An Yu would receive fifty million yuan as a divorce settlement after one year, along with a residence in a high-end community.
Life was unpredictable, and An Yu couldn’t be certain he would successfully reclaim the family fortune.
If his attempt to turn the tables failed, the severance pay and property provided by Xing Zhan would be his and Fatty’s fallback.
This wasn’t a divorce agreement; it was clearly a second life for him and Fatty. An Yu had to try very hard not to beam with delight.
An Yu looked stunned by the divorce agreement.
Xing Zhan hardened his heart and announced mercilessly, “During the marriage, you will receive a monthly living allowance of three million yuan. This amount will fluctuate based on your performance.”
He needed An Yu to cooperate in keeping his grandfather happy.
The living allowance was the bridle placed around An Yu’s neck.
Xing Zhan was certain An Yu would sign.
If he schemed against his own brother but failed to secure the marriage, and his reputation was ruined, he probably wouldn’t be able to stay in Haicheng.
An Yu hadn’t expected a living allowance as well. His husband was truly generous!
However, it was a divorce agreement after all.
Signing it gleefully wouldn’t be appropriate.
He tried hard to moisten his eyes, and a watery sheen appeared in his beautiful peach blossom eyes: “Can I not sign it? I promise to live well with you. I’m very likable…”
Author’s Note:
An Yu: [Starry eyes]
Xing Zhan: [Eye roll]