The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Chapter 5: "What I need is you!"

 

       He looked at Jiang Wanwan's unbridled gaze at him, and the ambiguous "You're quite a naughty boy". Xi Heming's face turned green. He looked at Jiang Wanwan with gritted teeth, but Ginger Wanwan didn't look scared at all, smiling as she watched his anger flare up.

    

        Seeing Jiang Wanwan's look of interest, Xi Heming calmed down. He could see that this woman was deliberately pissing him off, and if he really got angry, he would fall into her trap.

    

        After taking a deep breath, Xi Heming quickly adjusted his expression and cut off a piece of steak and put it in his mouth as if nothing had happened, but his brow furrowed as soon as the meat entered his mouth.

    

        When he was arguing with Jiang Wanwan, she hadn't forgotten to eat, stuffing the meat into her mouth as she riveted him, but his plate of steak hadn't moved much, and it was already cold and had lost its original flavour.  

        

        Looking at Jiang Wanwan's happy face as she ate, Xi Heming felt the veins on his forehead throbbing with pain. He pushed the steak aside and called out to the maid who was hiding in the kitchen, "Aunt Wang, serve me a bowl of rice too."

    

        The maid gave Xi Heming a dumbfounded look. Although she prepares rice every day, Xi He Ming usually eats only a steak and some vegetables and fruits in the evening, and it was the first time he had ever eaten rice.

    

    When the maid brought the rice to Xi Heming, she couldn't help but look at Jiang Wanwan one more time, and admired her with all her heart. On the first day of marriage, she could make her husband so angry and changed his eating habits. This girl  is really a talent!

   

        The steaming rice was served to him, and Xi Heming also put a piece of steaming beef in the bowl. The rich sauce wrapped around the steaming rice in his mouth gave him an unexpectedly satisfying feeling of happiness.

    

       Xi Heming gave Ginger Wanwan a sidelong glance, thinking that he must have been so hungry because of her that he would only find a bowl of ordinary rice delicious.

    

    As they both chose to eat Chinese food at the same time, their chopsticks soon ended up on the same plate. Originally, they each had their own side of the dish and no one was affected. But the two, who had just quarreled, were fighting like chickens and had to fight for the same prawn.

          

      Jiang Wanwan laughed coldly and held on to her shrimp tail. She grew up in an ordinary family, and has suffered a lot both in her studies and when she started her own business. She has eaten fast food and big pot rice. The young master like Xi Heming, who grew up in a honey pot, wants to compete with her for food, he has to see if he has the skills!

    

        At the same time, Xi Heming looked at his plate with bitterness and hatred while clutching the shrimp's head, and while he was mentally complaining that his behaviour was extremely childish and unbecoming of him, he wouldn't let go of his hand.

    

       For some reason, he just didn't want to see this woman's triumphant expression.

    

        When Jiang Wanwan saw that Xi Heming did not let go, she twisted her wrist and pulled off the entire tail of the shrimp, leaving only the bare head of the shrimp for Xi Heming.

    

        Xi Heming stared at the shrimp head on his chopsticks and frowned: "............"

    

        Rascal!!!

    

        Jiang Wanwan smiled brightly like a flower, peeling the shrimp while she was angry at Xi Heming: "President  Xi is really considerate. Knowing that I don't eat shrimp heads and even pulling them off for me. Thank you so much."

    

        "You're Welcome!" Xi Heming threw the shrimp heads onto a paper towel and his face took on an expression of disgust: "How can a girl eat so much, Did you not have enough food when you were at home? "

    

        Jiang Wanwan wiped her lips elegantly with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "After all, I'm young. My metabolism is faster, so I have a better appetite. Unlike Mr. Xi, who is older, he may feel indigestion when he eat too much."

   

    For the first time in his life, the talented young man, Xi Heming, felt a sense of doubt. He looked at her incredulously, and his voice rose instantly : "I'm not even thirty yet!"

    

        Jiang Wanwan smiled: "You are indeed a bit old, I am only twenty-three."

    

        Xi Heming: "............"

    

        Both of them stared at each other, their eyes glowing with defiance.

    

        The maid, who had been watching the whole battle, looked at the two people with trepidation and cautiously reminded them, "Sir and Madam, the rice will get cold soon."

 

       Xi Heming snorted softly. He picked up his bowl and continued to eat, but the more he ate, the more his stomach felt clogged. Noticing that his brow was furrowed, Jiang Wanwan asked thoughtfully, "Mr. Xi, do you think you're having trouble digesting?"

    

        Recalling Jiang's comment about his age, Xi Heming firmly denied it, "No, I'm just angry with you."

    

    "So you're angry." Ginger Wanwan shook her head, "You're too small for a big president. If it weren't for the business you inherited, you might not have been able to become president."

    

       Xi He Ming sneered. If he hadn't inherited the family business, he could have built a more perfect business empire with his ability, instead of having to deal with the legacy of his old man and being forced to marry a woman with a sharp tongue who would kill him.

    

        "Jiang Wanwan, do you think that you can't win my heart by taking the soft route, so you've found another way to get my attention by arguing?" Xi Heming narrowed his eyes and looked at her with suspicion, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became: "The contrast between you before and after marriage is a bit too great, if I didn't know you didn't have a twin sister, I would have thought there was a different person."

    

        Jiang Wanwan's heart jumped for a moment, but the experience she had gained over the years at the negotiation table made her expression not change in the slightest, and she remained calm: "Although Mr. Xi is quite old, he still has a rich imagination, but It's a pity you think too much."

    

        "A young girl's feelings are always poetry! A young girl like me, who has just graduated and has seen no men and has little social experience, is naturally happy to have a fiancé who is handsome, has a good figure, has a good presence and is rich. Although it's easy to find a man with two legs, everyone wants to find a good-looking one, it's human nature. But after getting along with you for a while, I found that you are too bad. For your benefit, you can marry a woman you don't like, but I don't want to waste my youth on you."

    

        Jiang Wanwan got angrier and angrier as she slammed the table and looked at him, "I don't owe you anything, so why should I bend and coax you to confess to you? I am not guilty."

    

        "Owed!" Xi Heming retorted calmly, "You owe me fifty million."

    

    Jiang Wanwan glared at him irritably: "You are a big CEO with billions of yuan, can you not always put 50 million on your lips?"

    

        "No!" The corners of Xi Heming's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a very charming smile, "You've already said that I'm an old man, and old men always hold a grudge."

    

        Jiang Wanwan: "............"

    

    Looking at Jiang Wanwan's speechlessness, Xi Heming felt so refreshed, and felt that even the exhaustion and unhappiness brought about by the wedding had disappeared.

      

        "Now that you know I'm your debtor, can you honestly be an obedient Mrs. Xi as I asked you to be?""

    

        "No! I said I'd pay you back, and then again ......" Jiang Wanwan glanced at him, "Haven't you heard the saying that it's the one who owes the money who's the grandfather now! (Notes: whoever owes money become a boss.) Or else we'll make a deal, you get the 50 million back and let my dad go bankrupt."

    

 

        Although Jiang Wanwan was a stranger to both her father and mother, after all, she had taken over the original owner's body and still had a sense of gratitude and compensation for them. The comment about bankrupting the Jiang family was not a matter of self-interest, but she felt that relying with her entrepreneurial experience and her brain's sophisticated codes and procedures, she could soon bring the Jiang family back to its peak.

 

        If she could, she would not want to get involved with this man, Xi Heming. She doesn't want to waste her time with this man, who will end up being a green tea lady and has nothing to do with her.

    

        Seeing that Jiang Wanwan was actually thinking about the possibility of bankrupting Jiang's father, Xi Heming was furious with her: "Jiang Wanwan, who do you think I am, Xi Heming? Do you want me to become the laughing stock of the business world if I take out the money and ask for it back?"

        

        Jiang Wanwan thought for a moment and advised in a serious manner, "In the bloodless business world, your face is just a floating cloud and  profit comes first. If you take the 50 million yuan and invest it in a more promising industry, won't you still be able to make more money? Even if you don't invest it, you can just save it for financial management, and you can still earn a lot of interest on a fixed term deposit."

    

        Xi Heming's eyes flicked around Jiang Wanwan's face, and looking at her sincere words, he suddenly asked. "Aren't you afraid that your father won't be able to bear the blow and will be devastated from now on, or even go to the end of his rope?"

    

        Jiang Wanwan hesitated. She had started out with the intention of giving her father a new life of prosperity, but had not really taken into account his own character and thoughts. Although the money had been exchanged for her marriage, she owed the original owner a life after all, and she couldn't see the original owner's father going to his deathbed because of it.

    

        "I have arranged for the money to be paid to your father, and he has probably already started to use the money to pay off his debts." At this point, Xi Heming suddenly looked at Jiang Wanwan and smiled, "But what you said just now reminded me of something."

    

        An alarm bell rang in Jiang Wanwan's ears and she looked at him warily, asking, "What is it?"

    

        Xi Heming leaned back in his chair and tapped his long fingers on the table, "Jiang Wanwan, are you determined to pay me back 50 million and then divorce me?"

    

        Jiang Wanwan nodded firmly: "Yes!"

    

        Xi Heming's finger tapped twice more: "But in fact you don't have enough money to pay me back now, so you said you would try to pay me back within three years, right?"

    

        This was indeed the case, and Jiang Wanwan continued to nod, "That's right!"

    

        The smile on Xi Heming's face deepened as he looked at Jiang Wanwan, "This money is, in all honesty, for your five years of marriage, and a divorce within five years means the deal is invalid, right?"

    

        Jiang Wanwan always felt that there was a hole in this statement, but on reflection, Xi Heming was right.

    

        "What are you trying to say?" Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming with some impatience, "A big man, don't be so stubborn when you have something to say."

    

        Xi Heming withdrew his fingers from the table and looked at Jiang Wanwan's face with his deep eyes, slowly repeating what she had just said: "Fifty million yuan can be invested in promising industries to make more money; even if you don't invest it, you can still earn a lot of interest by saving it in a financial bank or a fixed-term deposit. Since it will take you three years to return the 50 million yuan, do I have to charge you some interest?"

    

        Jiang nodded, "Yes, I'll give you the interest on the loan at the same time."

    

        "NO!NO!NO!" Xi He Ming wagged his finger, "Do I look like a man who is short of money to you? What I need is you!"

    

        Jiang Wanwan was silent as she stared at Xi Heming's handsome face for long time, and then involuntarily dropped her gaze to his abdomen. Even though she was wearing a shirt, she could still recall the firm, tight and attractive eight-pack abs.

    

        It's normal for men and women to have these kinds of things, and she's not at a disadvantage with his face and body. It's just that Xi Heming is a bit too hypocritical. He was righteously saying before that he didn't want to sleep with someone he didn't have feelings for, but only a few hours later, his true nature was revealed.

       

        Men are animals that think with their lower bodies!

    

        Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath: "If you have to sleep with me ......"

    

        XI Heming: "!!!"

    

        "Jiang Wan Wan put away your filthy thoughts, I don't want to sleep with you!" Xi Heming gritted his teeth and yelled, "I just want you to cooperate in the appropriate occasions to show love. What's in your head all day long?"

  

        "So that's how it is." Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and her whole body relaxed, "Who told you to be so unclear, causing me to do half a day of mental construction for nothing."

    

        Xi He Ming glared at him, too tired to say anything.

    

        "Everything is fine as long as we don't go to bed." Jiang Wanwan nodded her head in a rare moment of good manners, "Showing affection is quick, a few more times and we might even get divorced sooner. I will definitely cooperate with you this time."

    

    Although he had achieved his goal, Xi Heming felt that he was even more upset. It was the first time in his life that he had been so disliked by a woman.

    

        Jiang Wanwan, when the five-year period is up, the first thing I'll do is divorce you!

Chapter 5: "What I need is you!"

 

       He looked at Jiang Wanwan's unbridled gaze at him, and the ambiguous "You're quite a naughty boy". Xi Heming's face turned green. He looked at Jiang Wanwan with gritted teeth, but Ginger Wanwan didn't look scared at all, smiling as she watched his anger flare up.

    

        Seeing Jiang Wanwan's look of interest, Xi Heming calmed down. He could see that this woman was deliberately pissing him off, and if he really got angry, he would fall into her trap.

    

        After taking a deep breath, Xi Heming quickly adjusted his expression and cut off a piece of steak and put it in his mouth as if nothing had happened, but his brow furrowed as soon as the meat entered his mouth.

    

        When he was arguing with Jiang Wanwan, she hadn't forgotten to eat, stuffing the meat into her mouth as she riveted him, but his plate of steak hadn't moved much, and it was already cold and had lost its original flavour.  

        

        Looking at Jiang Wanwan's happy face as she ate, Xi Heming felt the veins on his forehead throbbing with pain. He pushed the steak aside and called out to the maid who was hiding in the kitchen, "Aunt Wang, serve me a bowl of rice too."

    

        The maid gave Xi Heming a dumbfounded look. Although she prepares rice every day, Xi He Ming usually eats only a steak and some vegetables and fruits in the evening, and it was the first time he had ever eaten rice.

    

    When the maid brought the rice to Xi Heming, she couldn't help but look at Jiang Wanwan one more time, and admired her with all her heart. On the first day of marriage, she could make her husband so angry and changed his eating habits. This girl  is really a talent!

   

        The steaming rice was served to him, and Xi Heming also put a piece of steaming beef in the bowl. The rich sauce wrapped around the steaming rice in his mouth gave him an unexpectedly satisfying feeling of happiness.

    

       Xi Heming gave Ginger Wanwan a sidelong glance, thinking that he must have been so hungry because of her that he would only find a bowl of ordinary rice delicious.

    

    As they both chose to eat Chinese food at the same time, their chopsticks soon ended up on the same plate. Originally, they each had their own side of the dish and no one was affected. But the two, who had just quarreled, were fighting like chickens and had to fight for the same prawn.

          

      Jiang Wanwan laughed coldly and held on to her shrimp tail. She grew up in an ordinary family, and has suffered a lot both in her studies and when she started her own business. She has eaten fast food and big pot rice. The young master like Xi Heming, who grew up in a honey pot, wants to compete with her for food, he has to see if he has the skills!

    

        At the same time, Xi Heming looked at his plate with bitterness and hatred while clutching the shrimp's head, and while he was mentally complaining that his behaviour was extremely childish and unbecoming of him, he wouldn't let go of his hand.

    

       For some reason, he just didn't want to see this woman's triumphant expression.

    

        When Jiang Wanwan saw that Xi Heming did not let go, she twisted her wrist and pulled off the entire tail of the shrimp, leaving only the bare head of the shrimp for Xi Heming.

    

        Xi Heming stared at the shrimp head on his chopsticks and frowned: "............"

    

        Rascal!!!

    

        Jiang Wanwan smiled brightly like a flower, peeling the shrimp while she was angry at Xi Heming: "President  Xi is really considerate. Knowing that I don't eat shrimp heads and even pulling them off for me. Thank you so much."

    

        "You're Welcome!" Xi Heming threw the shrimp heads onto a paper towel and his face took on an expression of disgust: "How can a girl eat so much, Did you not have enough food when you were at home? "

    

        Jiang Wanwan wiped her lips elegantly with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "After all, I'm young. My metabolism is faster, so I have a better appetite. Unlike Mr. Xi, who is older, he may feel indigestion when he eat too much."

   

    For the first time in his life, the talented young man, Xi Heming, felt a sense of doubt. He looked at her incredulously, and his voice rose instantly : "I'm not even thirty yet!"

    

        Jiang Wanwan smiled: "You are indeed a bit old, I am only twenty-three."

    

        Xi Heming: "............"

    

        Both of them stared at each other, their eyes glowing with defiance.

    

        The maid, who had been watching the whole battle, looked at the two people with trepidation and cautiously reminded them, "Sir and Madam, the rice will get cold soon."

 

       Xi Heming snorted softly. He picked up his bowl and continued to eat, but the more he ate, the more his stomach felt clogged. Noticing that his brow was furrowed, Jiang Wanwan asked thoughtfully, "Mr. Xi, do you think you're having trouble digesting?"

    

        Recalling Jiang's comment about his age, Xi Heming firmly denied it, "No, I'm just angry with you."

    

    "So you're angry." Ginger Wanwan shook her head, "You're too small for a big president. If it weren't for the business you inherited, you might not have been able to become president."

    

       Xi He Ming sneered. If he hadn't inherited the family business, he could have built a more perfect business empire with his ability, instead of having to deal with the legacy of his old man and being forced to marry a woman with a sharp tongue who would kill him.

    

        "Jiang Wanwan, do you think that you can't win my heart by taking the soft route, so you've found another way to get my attention by arguing?" Xi Heming narrowed his eyes and looked at her with suspicion, the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became: "The contrast between you before and after marriage is a bit too great, if I didn't know you didn't have a twin sister, I would have thought there was a different person."

    

        Jiang Wanwan's heart jumped for a moment, but the experience she had gained over the years at the negotiation table made her expression not change in the slightest, and she remained calm: "Although Mr. Xi is quite old, he still has a rich imagination, but It's a pity you think too much."

    

        "A young girl's feelings are always poetry! A young girl like me, who has just graduated and has seen no men and has little social experience, is naturally happy to have a fiancé who is handsome, has a good figure, has a good presence and is rich. Although it's easy to find a man with two legs, everyone wants to find a good-looking one, it's human nature. But after getting along with you for a while, I found that you are too bad. For your benefit, you can marry a woman you don't like, but I don't want to waste my youth on you."

    

        Jiang Wanwan got angrier and angrier as she slammed the table and looked at him, "I don't owe you anything, so why should I bend and coax you to confess to you? I am not guilty."

    

        "Owed!" Xi Heming retorted calmly, "You owe me fifty million."

    

    Jiang Wanwan glared at him irritably: "You are a big CEO with billions of yuan, can you not always put 50 million on your lips?"

    

        "No!" The corners of Xi Heming's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a very charming smile, "You've already said that I'm an old man, and old men always hold a grudge."

    

        Jiang Wanwan: "............"

    

    Looking at Jiang Wanwan's speechlessness, Xi Heming felt so refreshed, and felt that even the exhaustion and unhappiness brought about by the wedding had disappeared.

      

        "Now that you know I'm your debtor, can you honestly be an obedient Mrs. Xi as I asked you to be?""

    

        "No! I said I'd pay you back, and then again ......" Jiang Wanwan glanced at him, "Haven't you heard the saying that it's the one who owes the money who's the grandfather now! (Notes: whoever owes money become a boss.) Or else we'll make a deal, you get the 50 million back and let my dad go bankrupt."

    

 

        Although Jiang Wanwan was a stranger to both her father and mother, after all, she had taken over the original owner's body and still had a sense of gratitude and compensation for them. The comment about bankrupting the Jiang family was not a matter of self-interest, but she felt that relying with her entrepreneurial experience and her brain's sophisticated codes and procedures, she could soon bring the Jiang family back to its peak.

 

        If she could, she would not want to get involved with this man, Xi Heming. She doesn't want to waste her time with this man, who will end up being a green tea lady and has nothing to do with her.

    

        Seeing that Jiang Wanwan was actually thinking about the possibility of bankrupting Jiang's father, Xi Heming was furious with her: "Jiang Wanwan, who do you think I am, Xi Heming? Do you want me to become the laughing stock of the business world if I take out the money and ask for it back?"

        

        Jiang Wanwan thought for a moment and advised in a serious manner, "In the bloodless business world, your face is just a floating cloud and  profit comes first. If you take the 50 million yuan and invest it in a more promising industry, won't you still be able to make more money? Even if you don't invest it, you can just save it for financial management, and you can still earn a lot of interest on a fixed term deposit."

    

        Xi Heming's eyes flicked around Jiang Wanwan's face, and looking at her sincere words, he suddenly asked. "Aren't you afraid that your father won't be able to bear the blow and will be devastated from now on, or even go to the end of his rope?"

    

        Jiang Wanwan hesitated. She had started out with the intention of giving her father a new life of prosperity, but had not really taken into account his own character and thoughts. Although the money had been exchanged for her marriage, she owed the original owner a life after all, and she couldn't see the original owner's father going to his deathbed because of it.

    

        "I have arranged for the money to be paid to your father, and he has probably already started to use the money to pay off his debts." At this point, Xi Heming suddenly looked at Jiang Wanwan and smiled, "But what you said just now reminded me of something."

    

        An alarm bell rang in Jiang Wanwan's ears and she looked at him warily, asking, "What is it?"

    

        Xi Heming leaned back in his chair and tapped his long fingers on the table, "Jiang Wanwan, are you determined to pay me back 50 million and then divorce me?"

    

        Jiang Wanwan nodded firmly: "Yes!"

    

        Xi Heming's finger tapped twice more: "But in fact you don't have enough money to pay me back now, so you said you would try to pay me back within three years, right?"

    

        This was indeed the case, and Jiang Wanwan continued to nod, "That's right!"

    

        The smile on Xi Heming's face deepened as he looked at Jiang Wanwan, "This money is, in all honesty, for your five years of marriage, and a divorce within five years means the deal is invalid, right?"

    

        Jiang Wanwan always felt that there was a hole in this statement, but on reflection, Xi Heming was right.

    

        "What are you trying to say?" Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming with some impatience, "A big man, don't be so stubborn when you have something to say."

    

        Xi Heming withdrew his fingers from the table and looked at Jiang Wanwan's face with his deep eyes, slowly repeating what she had just said: "Fifty million yuan can be invested in promising industries to make more money; even if you don't invest it, you can still earn a lot of interest by saving it in a financial bank or a fixed-term deposit. Since it will take you three years to return the 50 million yuan, do I have to charge you some interest?"

    

        Jiang nodded, "Yes, I'll give you the interest on the loan at the same time."

    

        "NO!NO!NO!" Xi He Ming wagged his finger, "Do I look like a man who is short of money to you? What I need is you!"

    

        Jiang Wanwan was silent as she stared at Xi Heming's handsome face for long time, and then involuntarily dropped her gaze to his abdomen. Even though she was wearing a shirt, she could still recall the firm, tight and attractive eight-pack abs.

    

        It's normal for men and women to have these kinds of things, and she's not at a disadvantage with his face and body. It's just that Xi Heming is a bit too hypocritical. He was righteously saying before that he didn't want to sleep with someone he didn't have feelings for, but only a few hours later, his true nature was revealed.

       

        Men are animals that think with their lower bodies!

    

        Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath: "If you have to sleep with me ......"

    

        XI Heming: "!!!"

    

        "Jiang Wan Wan put away your filthy thoughts, I don't want to sleep with you!" Xi Heming gritted his teeth and yelled, "I just want you to cooperate in the appropriate occasions to show love. What's in your head all day long?"

  

        "So that's how it is." Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and her whole body relaxed, "Who told you to be so unclear, causing me to do half a day of mental construction for nothing."

    

        Xi He Ming glared at him, too tired to say anything.

    

        "Everything is fine as long as we don't go to bed." Jiang Wanwan nodded her head in a rare moment of good manners, "Showing affection is quick, a few more times and we might even get divorced sooner. I will definitely cooperate with you this time."

    

    Although he had achieved his goal, Xi Heming felt that he was even more upset. It was the first time in his life that he had been so disliked by a woman.

    

        Jiang Wanwan, when the five-year period is up, the first thing I'll do is divorce you!