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After Divorce, I Became a Heartthrob
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When I arrived at the recording site with Li Zexuan, the other couples were already there. The camera turned to us just in time to capture me walking ahead, holding an ice cream cone and carrying a small bag. Meanwhile, Li Zexuan was dragging two suitcases behind him, with my oversized sun hat perched on his head.
The comments section erupted with criticism.
"Seriously, eating ice cream so early in the morning? Isn't she freezing?"
"Li Zexuan is so unfortunate, those two big suitcases must be filled with Lin Biao's stuff."
"The production team won't let them bring assistants, so they just make her husband do all the work."
"Why did they even get married? Did Lin Yue cast a spell on him?"
This wasn't the first time I had been criticized. As a scheming internet celebrity ridiculed across the web, my mismatched marriage with Li Zexuan had become a hot topic among netizens. Every time we appeared together, the comments were filled with lamentations about how this high-profile flower had gone astray, falling into the hands of a bad woman at such a young age.
Ah. I am that bad woman who makes the Best Actor do all the heavy lifting.
As soon as we set down our luggage, Chen Xing approached with a smile: "Yueyue, it's been a while since I last saw you."
I forced a smile and replied, "Please don’t say that; I really don’t want to see you."
Chen Xing and her husband Zhao Yu were known as a model couple in the entertainment industry and were one of the biggest highlights of this season's show. However, I didn't have much fondness for her because...
Chen Xing didn’t take offense at my jab and turned to Li Zexuan with an affectionate big sister tone: "Zexuan, you should come over for dinner next time; Qiqi misses you too."
Feng Qi is Chen Xing's cousin.
Leaning against my cousin, the Best Actress, I made my debut as a leading lady. I had hinted at my feelings for Li Zexuan more than once.
Li Zexuan nodded and said, "If Yueyue has time, I will bring her along to visit." His polite yet distant tone left no room for criticism.
The comments flooded in.
"He really is so loyal; I'm crying."
"Li Ge, you’re definitely the only man in the entertainment industry who wouldn’t be scolded for cheating!"
"Does he owe Lin Yue money or something?"
To be honest, there was indeed a debt relationship between Li Zexuan and me. The year he graduated from college, he urgently needed money due to family issues. I lent him fifty thousand from my savings to help him through the tough time, with the condition that he would marry me.
On the night we received our marriage certificate, the slender and tall Li Zexuan stood before me, his thin lips pressed tightly together and his complexion slightly pale. After a moment of exchanging glances, I asked him, "Aren't you going to?"
"Going to what?"
"Me."
Li Zexuan was clearly taken aback by my blunt words. He stood frozen for a while before hesitantly reaching out to unzip my dress. The light flickered all night long. His expression was as serious as if he were writing a thesis, yet his ears were flushed red.
After that night, we never had another encounter like it; that scene occasionally appeared in my dreams. Five years into our marriage, Li Zexuan took care of me meticulously. Even though I knew he didn’t love me, there was nothing I could really complain about.
On the way to the first recording location, I leaned against Li Zexuan's shoulder and slept the whole way. The comments were filled with insults directed at me.
The first travel destination was a coastal city nearby. The production team had rented a villa by the sea. After settling into our rooms, it was already evening.
As soon as we entered, Li Zexuan took the initiative to unpack and organize our luggage. When he reached the bundle of intimate clothing, he paused and turned to look at me. "You can handle this one yourself," he said.
I deliberately replied, "We have to sleep together tonight; it’s good for you to get familiar with it in advance." Watching his ears turn red made me smile.
But after the laughter faded, a sense of sadness crept in. In the five years of our marriage, the number of nights we had spent together was few and far between. If it weren't for that Prenuptial Agreement I had forced him to sign, which stipulated that he would leave with nothing in case of divorce, he would have long since said goodbye to me.
Now, here we were, recording a variety show, and he was reluctantly sharing a bed with me.
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