After three years of marriage, her wife suddenly asked for a divorce, leaving Luo Zhen stunned. "Ms. Luo, I don’t think we’re a good match." Her wife’s voice was still sweet and soft, yet icy and emotionless. Remembering how she had proudly boasted about her at a friend’s gathering just days ago, Luo Zhen felt as though she’d been slapped in the face— *My wife is sweet, gentle, and perfect for me—too good to bring out for you all to see.* "Ms. Luo, if you refuse the divorce, I’ll file for legal separation instead." The divorce papers lay in front of her, and her wife’s urging voice rang in her ears. Even Luo Zhen, known for being cold-hearted, couldn’t suppress the sting in her chest— "Fine, let’s divorce." No explanations, no fights. Just like that, their three-year marriage ended in confusion. Five years later, they met again. The former young madam of the Luo Group was now a bartender, selling drinks at a bar. Her ex-wife, who had insisted on divorce back then, didn’t seem to be doing well. With a cold sneer, Luo Zhen pinned her against the wall, her stunning face hardening— "You refused a single cent when you left, only to end up selling your looks at a bar?" Just like before, her taciturn ex blushed and stayed silent. Only when Luo Zhen leaned in for a kiss did she turn her head away, whispering softly— "Ms. Luo, please be respectful. If you’re worried my identity will shame the Luo Group, rest assured—I’ve never told anyone about our past." Five years apart, and she’d grown a spine. Luo Zhen’s chest burned with anger. After a pause, she loosened her grip and coaxed, "Why did you ask for a divorce back then?"