What is it like when, in front of others, a wife blows a flirtatious whistle at her husband?

For a normal couple, this could probably be categorized as part of their marital intimacy.

But as everyone knows, Shang Xinglu and Lin Heng have been married for two years, and their relationship is definitely a plastic marriage.

The reason they got married was simple: they were of age, and their parents knew each other, so they arranged a match between Lin Heng and Shang Xinglu.

The Lin family is a large, wealthy family, while the Shang family was once considered a small wealthy family.

However, due to the current economic downturn, there are some internal issues with the company, and funds are not flowing smoothly.

Even so, the Shang family’s small fortune is still a fortune.

But the internal feudal superstitions within wealthy families are heavier than those in ordinary families, since they actually have a real royal inheritance to pass down.

Lin Heng had no objections to Shang Xinglu, or perhaps he had objections but kept them to himself.

Shang Xinglu, on the other hand, had no objections to Lin Heng, because she was an out-and-out beauty lover, and a handsome CEO like Lin Heng was a rare sight.

From a genetic and social status standpoint, it made sense for them to marry.

It’s often said that marriage is the tomb of love.

Even if there was no love between them, marriage was certainly a tomb.

According to Shang Xinglu’s understanding of novels, Lin Heng, before meeting the female lead, was only interested in work.

In other words, he was a complete workaholic. As for an interesting soul? He was essentially a money-printing machine, and asking for more was too much, right?

Shang Xinglu also deduced, based on clues from novels, that the original Mrs. Lin in the story didn’t even have a name.

There was too little description, so it could only be speculated.

The original Mrs. Lin was a typical spoiled young lady, a rich girl, who, after admiring her husband’s good looks, began demanding spiritual connection.

To demand spiritual connection from a money-printing machine was a bit excessive, don’t you think?

What?

The female lead could make Lin Heng open up, transforming from a money-printing machine into a passionate CEO?

Don’t joke.

A Mrs. Lin who wasn’t even worthy of a name in the original text, compared to the well-developed female lead with 600,000 words of character setting, who gave her the right to make such a comparison?!

The above are the internal reasons for their divorce.

The external reason was that three months later, the Shang family went bankrupt and was liquidated.

Having lost her family’s backing and, under the influence of the female lead’s charm—something like an ABO pheromone—she was about to lose her rich husband, Shang Xinglu felt completely insecure and started… creating chaos.

She was making a lot of trouble!

She was doing it so extravagantly, making you open your eyes to see how someone could cause so many problems.

Before the female lead came into the picture, Lin Heng was still a money-printing machine, but after meeting her, he gained a soul!

Three months later, Lin Heng would be a man with needs, love, and a soul… a domineering CEO and money-printing machine.

He could no longer tolerate Shang Xinglu.

So, Shang Xinglu was kicked out, and Lin Heng pursued true love.

Shang Xinglu reviewed their two years of marriage…

She now felt very embarrassed.

The two years of marriage between Lin Heng and Shang Xinglu were essentially like formal strangers, keeping respectful distance from one another.

Now, Shang Xinglu wanted to reconcile because the Shang family’s capital operations had failed, in simple terms, she just wanted to extract more money from the money-printing machine.

And yet, she still had the nerve to “tease” her husband…

And it was clear that she didn’t even recognize him anymore while doing it…

Shang Xinglu suddenly felt overwhelmed.

But nothing was an obstacle she couldn’t overcome.

Shang Xinglu gritted her teeth, abandoned her dignity, and flitted over to Lin Heng like a butterfly… without any real affection.

Her arms were stiff, and it didn’t achieve the desired effect of being soft and alluring; instead, it felt like a boss patting a capable subordinate on the shoulder in a congratulatory manner.

Lin Heng:…

What was she doing?

When her first attempt failed, she tried again, immediately wrapping her arm around Lin Heng’s and acting coy.

“Honey~~~ I’ve been waiting for you for so long. I really miss you!”

Others:…

Who are you fooling?!

Just a moment ago, you didn’t even recognize him!

Even Marilyn was stunned by her shamelessness!

Lin Heng raised an eyebrow.

Of course, Lin Heng had thoughts in his mind.

He had a lot of thoughts about his current wife, but as long as she didn’t cross the line, everything was within tolerable limits.

He quickly adjusted his expression.

The so-called adjustment meant wearing a poker face, making it unreadable to anyone around.

He said, “Sorry for keeping you waiting. Let’s go eat.”

As he said this, he took Shang Xinglu’s arm and led her to a nearby restaurant where a table had already been reserved.

The location and dishes were all arranged by his assistant.

Every time Shang Xinglu came to see Lin Heng, they went to the same restaurant, sat at the same table, and ate the same food.

The former Shang family’s young lady had plenty of opinions about her husband’s robotic-like choices, but the current Shang Xinglu, eating at a company cafeteria with watered-down soup and ordering takeout with a few discount coupons, had no complaints.

In fact, she thought—damn, rich people really know how to enjoy life!

But now, she was a part of that damn rich crowd!

And that… really felt damn great!

Shang Xinglu ate happily, completely forgetting the reason she came to see Lin Heng in the first place.

Not only did she forget, but she also thought that the Michelin three-star dishes were truly delicious!

From start to finish, Shang Xinglu buried her head in eating, not saying a word.

Lin Heng liked quiet meals and was content with the silence, though it felt strange.

But he wasn’t stupid.

Shang Xinglu had already given up trying to communicate in the first year.

They both went on with their own business, and though they were married, it was an easygoing arrangement.

Lin Heng knew exactly why she had come today.

Before she even arrived, he had already anticipated what requests she might make, thought of responses, reasons to agree, and reasons to refuse.

Lin Heng didn’t fight any unprepared battles!

In simple terms, a marriage was like a business merger—its goal was mutual prosperity and mutual wealth.

While they ate, Lin Heng quietly considered when Shang Xinglu might speak up.

When she reached for the pepper, he passed it to her.

Lin Heng thought, this would be the moment she spoke, right?

She didn’t.

Later, when she needed a napkin, she asked him to pass it to her.

Lin Heng thought, this time, she surely had something to say, right?

They were halfway through the meal.

But she didn’t.

Later, when the server came to refill their tea, she exchanged a few polite words and then turned her gaze back to Lin Heng’s face.

Having gone through countless business negotiations, President Lin was confident this time—Shang Xinglu would surely say it!

…Yet, she still didn’t.

By the time they finished their meal, Lin Heng was gripping his fork so tightly it was about to snap, but Shang Xinglu still hadn’t mentioned a thing.

Lin Heng was anxious.

He was very anxious!

When was she going to say it?

Why wasn’t she saying it?

Why?!

As the master of the household’s financial foundation, Lin Heng decided to give his wife another chance.

As they walked out of the restaurant, Lin Heng casually said, “I’ll head back to Shanhai Residence tonight.”

Shanhai Residence was the villa complex where Shang Xinglu currently lived.

Lin Heng worked downtown and usually stayed in an apartment near his office.

When Shang Xinglu heard this, she froze mid-breath.

She didn’t audibly gasp, but she definitely held her breath.

Wait, why was he moving back home after just one meal?

What happened to their “plastic marriage” arrangement?

More importantly, if he moved back, they’d have to share a room, which implied… you know… that!

Her gaze swept over her conveniently handsome husband once more.

Yes, he was ridiculously good-looking.

Sleeping with him wouldn’t exactly be a loss.

But still… how was she supposed to handle the psychological pressure of randomly sharing a bed with a gorgeous stranger?!

What if President Lin had some… unusual preferences in bed?!

And even worse—what if there was an accident with birth control and they ended up with a child?!

Shang Xinglu started to panic.

Does an abandoned wife need a sex life?

Maybe she does, but definitely not one with her husband.

She immediately waved her hands and said, “No, no, no, no…”

Lin Heng looked at her.

Shang Xinglu was firm. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no… that’s not necessary.”

Marilyn, standing nearby, was stunned.

She tugged on Shang Xinglu’s sleeve, her silent translation: Madam, what are you doing?! Take the chance, Madam!

But current Mrs. Lin was completely clueless.

She didn’t understand hints, nor could she read the room.

Shang Xinglu quickly came up with an excuse and said, “It’s too inconvenient for you! I’m worried it’ll be too exhausting for you to spend an extra hour commuting every day—it’s just not worth it.”

After saying this, Shang Xinglu almost applauded herself.

How considerate of her!

Unfortunately, President Lin, with his calm expression and rebellious nature, didn’t buy it.

Especially after she’d said so many “no”s.

It was his house—why couldn’t he return to it?

Lin, the stubborn young master, said decisively, “It’s not tiring at all. That’s settled then—I’ll move back tonight.”

With that, he left with his assistant to head upstairs for work.

This left Shang Xinglu and Marilyn standing by the car.

Marilyn was thrilled. It turned out Madam was playing hard to get! What a genius strategy!

Shang Xinglu, however, was furious.

She felt cheated!

What happened to the divorce?!

Where was it?!

…

On the way home, Shang Xinglu carefully reflected on what had just happened.

Based on the palace dramas she’d watched, the big pig-headed male leads usually hated it when someone defied them. So, starting with “no” had been her first mistake.

She then reviewed the tragic trajectory of Lin Heng and Mrs. Lin’s “marriage of convenience.”

There were three main reasons for their downfall:

Their personalities didn’t match—one was lively, the other reserved.

The Shang family was going bankrupt in three months, meaning Shang Xinglu would lose her value as a marriage partner.

The now-worthless young lady caused endless drama, depleting Lin Heng’s already limited patience.

So why had she been so considerate just now?

Why hadn’t she stirred up some drama?!

Shang Xinglu regretted her actions deeply.

Her natural tendency to be overly understanding had backfired.

Without causing enough chaos, there’d be no divorce. And without a divorce, she wouldn’t get those billions in alimony.

Resolving to learn from her mistakes, Shang Xinglu decided to make a complete overhaul.

She hadn’t yet figured out how to stir up trouble.

But she resolved to read some novels to study the typical tactics and inner thoughts of the drama-stirring female antagonists. She aimed to embody the role fully, both mentally and physically.

Before she could finish downloading the novels, another thought struck her…

Wait—her family was going bankrupt?!

Didn’t that mean the billions in alimony would be worthless?

And who knew if those billions would even cover the debts!

Having just fallen into the deep pit of luxury and indulgence, she was determined not to climb out.

Bankruptcy was not an option. Not while she was still breathing.

But she still wanted a divorce.

After carefully weighing her options and reviewing her novels, Shang Xinglu came to a conclusion.

It was fine—she could handle it.

Because she knew how to stir up trouble.