The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

next second.

Two wealthy women who were calling each other sisters just a moment ago are now wrestling together.

The living room was in complete chaos.

The two women standing nearby wanted to intervene but couldn't help laughing, so they could only try to break up the fight while looking at the sky.

The entire planet Blue Star believed that it was Long Aotian who wrote that letter of divorce.

Even Leng Xixi, who was sitting in the car, thought so.

Her fingertips gripped the armrest of the seat tightly.

Divorced?

How could Leng Xixi be divorced by that man?

absurd!

But just then...

On the sky, Aikun let out a long sigh.

"Ugh."

"If the Dragon King really divorced that woman, the anchor wouldn't be so emotional today."

The comments section paused for a moment.

What?

[What do you mean by "cloth right? Master, what do you mean by that?"]

[Holy crap! Streamer, are you trying to extinguish the last bit of goodwill I had for the Dragon King?]

Oh my god, no way...

[Host, please stop talking!!!]

Aikun closed the folding fan, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"This letter of divorce was not written by the Dragon King."

"It was written by Leng Xixi to the Dragon King."

boom!

These words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone on the head.

【No--】

That can't be right!

[What makes that woman dare to divorce the Dragon King? Could it be that she's hooked up with the God of War?]

inside the car.

Will my future self divorce Long Aotian?

Leng Xixi's breath caught in her throat.

The anger in her eyes dissipated for a moment, replaced by a faint trace of guilt.

But she quickly suppressed that bit of guilt.

Even if I divorce him, so what?

So what if he's the Dragon King?

If he wasn't wrong, why would my future self make this choice?

Leng Xixi raised her chin, her eyes hardening again.

She can't be wrong.

At least, she wouldn't allow herself to be wrong.

Inside the Leng family villa.

Leng Lan and Liang Huizhi, who were tangled together, stopped at the same time.

Liang Huizhi, with her hair disheveled and a red mark on her face, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Leng Lan, oh Leng Lan!"

"You've raised a wonderful daughter!"

"Now I don't need to poach them anymore, they've kicked the Dragon King out themselves!"

Leng Lan's face was covered in scratches, but she couldn't care less about the pain.

She shoved Liang Huizhi aside and rushed out like a madwoman.

"Old Yang!"

"Get the car ready!"

"Let's go to Jinling Wuzhong!"

She ran while screaming.

"Leng Xixi, you brat! Are you trying to ruin the Leng family?!"

Liang Huizhi sat on the ground, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down her face.

She waved to the other two ladies.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Sisters, let's go see a show!"

Jinling Wuzhong.

Class 9, Grade 12.

Yan Cong's smile froze on his face.

Lu Changming's lips twitched.

Principal Gu Shanhe also fell silent.

Long Aotian lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and his shoulders were shaking violently, as if he was being suppressed by something and was about to break through.

"Old...Old Dragon?"

Yan Cong opened his mouth.

He was the kind of person in the class who could always find something to talk about, but at this moment he didn't know how to start a conversation.

The seats at the back of the classroom, near the window.

Ye Chuhao rested his chin on his hand, a faint golden light flashing in his eyes.

A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

In his vision, deep within Long Aotian's soul, thin black lines were trembling.

Those black lines are entangled with guilt, obsession, blindness, and self-deception.

They were like invisible hooks, dragging Long Aotian down a wrong path.

But now.

The sky will tear open the future in a bloody way.

The dragon energy that had been dormant within Long Aotian for many years finally surged forth.

Click.

The first black line broke.

Click click click!

The second one.

The third one.

More and more black lines were torn apart by the dragon's energy.

Ye Chuhao glanced at the whole class.

Lin Fan has it.

Zhuge Wang also had it.

Ye Chen also had it.

Even Xingyao herself was wrapped in a very faint wisp of hair.

Everyone is affected by these external black lines to some extent within their body.

Ye Chuhao smiled slightly.

"interesting."

Ai Kun's voice rang out again from the sky.

"The host knows that the girls don't believe it."

"Come, look at the evidence."

He waved his hand.

The photo on the screen scrolls down.

The so-called letter of divorce was presented in its entirety to everyone.

The translations by later generations are also thoughtfully noted next to it.

[Unearthed document: Letter of divorce]

[Translated Title: Notice of Dissolution of Marriage]

Our marriage was, from beginning to end, nothing more than a transaction.

I'm using you as a shield to deal with my family's pressure to get married.

The prenuptial agreement clearly states: after marriage, we will live together but in separate bedrooms; you will sleep on the floor, and we will not have sexual relations.

[After the three-year term expires, I will pay you the full amount of five million as agreed.]

I have never breached my contract, nor have I ever owed anyone anything.

[Now that the three-year contract has expired, I am formally informing you that our marriage is to be dissolved immediately.]

For the past three years, all you've done is cook and do housework, complacent and lacking any ambition.

You are safe and obedient, that's all.

You offer no help, improvement, or value to my career, life, or future.

Over the past three years, I have single-handedly led the Leng Group out of its predicament, and in terms of career, resources, and vision, I have surpassed you.

We are no longer from the same world.

I have identified a new marriage partner; he is the chairman of a multinational corporation.

This marriage will boost my career and provide me with greater resources; it's a truly good match that can help me reach a higher level.

[And you, you're stuck in the mundane details of daily life, unable to keep up with my journey.]

[Transaction complete, both parties agree and leave.]

From now on, let's have nothing to do with each other, let's not entangle ourselves, and let's each find our own peace.

[Author: Leng Xixi]

【XNUM X Year X NUM X Month X NUM X Day】

The entire internet fell silent for a few seconds.

Ai Kun tapped on the table.

"Have you all finished watching, kids?"

"Don't you think there's anything wrong with it?"

He spread his hands.

"A contractual marriage, three years in length, after which the woman pays the remuneration."

"Now she can stand on her own two feet and has found a good partner who can help her."

"It's a classic story of a strong, independent woman finding a successful man, and ultimately, a powerful alliance."

Is it reasonable and legal to divorce a contract husband who can only cook?

The comments started scrolling hesitantly.

【Forehead……】

Although, it seems, that's indeed the case, isn't it?

[What Leng Xixi said doesn't seem to make any mistakes, and besides, she doesn't owe the Dragon King anything...]

Even the Dragon King has his faults; he hid his identity so well.

Why not just reveal your identity directly?

Aikun opened the folding fan by brushing the floor.

"This kid has hit the nail on the head."

"The Dragon King also bears responsibility for this matter."

"He hid his identity too well, and he was too foolish to give his heart away."

"Do you remember the question we asked at the beginning?"

"Why is the vice class monitor of Class 9 in the third year of high school, who skips class every day, the Dragon King?"

The screen immediately filled with comments.

【Um……】

Based on what the host said, I guess the Dragon King skipped class to handle matters in the Dragon King's Palace!

Yes! It must have been an order given secretly.

[Such a large underground force can't just be ignored, can it?]

In the classroom.

Long Aotian's shoulders trembled even more violently.

Yan Cong's expression changed.

"No way, Old Dragon..."

On the sky.

next second.

Aikun continued what he hadn't finished saying.

"The Dragon King skipped class to deliver food to Leng Xixi!"