Wanzhen Nightclub.
The VIP room on the seventh floor was rather quiet. The rich aroma of red wine mingled in the air, and dim yellow light fell over the Alpha in the corner of the sofa.
Light and shadow interplayed, his pronounced brow casting shadows that concealed his dark, brooding eyes.
His long fingers held a glass. His skin was cool and pale, his knuckles well-defined and strong, and the wedding ring on his ring finger stood out.
"President Xie actually asked us out for drinks. Now that's rare." Shen Che took the opportunity to open a bottle of Romanée-Conti he normally couldn't bear to drink.
He raised his glass toward Xie Yanci.
Xie Yanci didn't respond.
He couldn't drink, and all his friends knew it.
"What are you doing at a bar if you don't drink?" Shen Che asked. "Did you get dumped?"
At that, Song Zhixing laughed so hard he kept slapping Xie Yanci's thigh. "He and his wife are getting divorced. Our President Xie is about to get dumped!"
What wonderful news.
Song Zhixing announced a secret everyone knew.
"..."
Xie Yanci said nothing and discreetly moved farther away from him.
"That's great." Shen Che tipped his head back and took a sip. "Once you're divorced, you'll be free. That's something to celebrate!"
Xie Yanci had once thought so too. He had only married Xu Shi because of an agreement between their parents and Xu Shi's mother's dying wish.
He and Xu Shi had different values, and naturally, there were no feelings between them either.
Once he was divorced, he would be free...
No one would ever sway his emotions again, and he wouldn't have to consider anyone's feelings when he spoke or acted.
Xie Yanci lowered his eyes to the still, rich red wine, his fingers