Just got divorced and immediately got seduced by the stunning senior sister

Zhao Xinlian seriously doubted whether she was seeing things wrong due to too much pressure lately.

Could it be that the man who was always arrogant and made her feel disgusted wasn't Han Zhiming, but Chen Wei?

Was Han Zhiming the actual person who saved the old man's life?

With this thought, Zhao Xinlian fiercely pinched her waist.

"Hiss!" She instantly opened her mouth and sucked in a breath of cold air.

She felt that under such pain, she should be sober now, right?

But when she looked up, Chen Wei was still Chen Wei, Han Zhiming was still Han Zhiming.

It wasn't an illusion! Chen Wei truly possessed medical skills, and his skills were even more powerful than Han Zhiming's!

Why? Why had he never mentioned it to her?

Wasn't he a useless loser?

Zhao Xinlian could not accept this!

"Old sir, please don't forget to take your medicine with you next time you go out," Chen Wei kindly reminded.

"Young man, I really owe you this time. I don't know how I could ever repay you for saving my life," the old man said excitedly to Chen Wei.

"As a doctor, it's my duty to save people from peril. You needn't overthink it, nor did I save you expecting any repayment," said Chen Wei, and then glanced at Lin Yibai, who was still distracted by Chen Wei's excellent medical skills, "Let's go."

Hearing Chen Wei's voice, Lin Yibai quickly came back to her senses and hurried to catch up, responding, "Okay!"

Soon after, the ambulance arrived and, to be safe, the girl decided to still take the old man to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up.

As for repaying Chen Wei, she was determined to do so. She had memorized Chen Wei's face and was certain they would meet again someday—they had to!

"Stop!" Chen Wei had only walked a few steps when he heard Zhao Xinlian's familiar voice again.

He stopped and asked with impatience in his tone, "What is it?"

"You clearly have medical skills, so why didn't you tell me before?" Zhao Xinlian asked with an accusatory tone.

"Not only do I have medical skills, but I'm also quite good at cooking. However, in your eyes, didn't I still amount to nothing?" Chen Wei retorted.

"If you had chosen to be a dedicated doctor, perhaps we wouldn't have divorced!" Zhao Xinlian said.

"We're already divorced. Talking about what-ifs is meaningless. Just like what you said when we first met, you married me purely as a shield, to fulfill the old master's last wish. Now, all we need to do is treat each other like passersby in life," he said.

After saying that, without giving Zhao Xinlian a chance to respond, Chen Wei grabbed Lin Yibai's wrist and led her into the elevator.

"Wait!" Zhao Xinlian wanted to follow, but the elevator doors had already closed.

"..." She felt an unpleasant sensation in her heart.

With Chen Wei's medical skills, he certainly could have achieved something significant, yet he chose to stay at home, being a househusband and letting her believe he was useless.

"Ah..." With a sigh, Zhao Xinlian lamented, "Even with Heavenly Medical Skills, can't he change his inherently loser mentality?"

It's just like those who don't use their talents and gifts for good.

"Xinlian..." Suddenly, the voice of Han Zhiming, which disgusted her, rang in her ears.

"Han Zhiming! I'll say it one last time, there will be no future between us. Please stop bothering me from now on!" After speaking, she left without looking back.

"..." Han Zhiming froze on the spot; it was the first time he had seen Zhao Xinlian so resolute and decisive in rejecting him.

Then, his expression gradually changed from blank to angry!

He firmly believed that this outcome was all thanks to Chen Wei. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be so repulsive to Zhao Xinlian.

"No! I absolutely cannot let him off easily! No!" Han Zhiming swore that he would make Chen Wei pay the price.

Chen Wei couldn't read minds and was unaware of Han Zhiming's thoughts; likewise, he was uninterested.

This sort of insignificant character wasn't even worth taking into consideration.

As long as Chen Wei was willing, it would only take half a day's effort to casually ask a passerby for guidance, and his medical skills could easily trounce Han Zhiming's!

To care about such a person would be simply a waste of time.

"Ma—," Lin Yibai began to say something amiss, then corrected himself, "Mr. Chen, you're really amazing. Not only are you good at driving, but you also know medical skills. I really don't understand why someone like you, so outstanding, would ever get divorced."

He couldn't wrap his head around it, Lin Yibai really couldn't.

"It's all in the past," Chen Wei said with a resigned smile.

He admitted that he had once had feelings for Zhao Xinlian, but Zhao Xinlian had always treated his love for her as if it were a manifestation of worthlessness, and gradually… his heart had died.

Zhao Xinlian didn't realize that not just anyone deserved to be treated by Chen Wei in that way.

Even the Royal Family of Gentleman Country had to make an appointment in advance to taste the food he cooked, and even when it was time for their reservation, it still depended on whether Chen Wei was in the mood to cook or not.

And yet, that kind of top-tier cuisine was something Zhao Xinlian had been able to eat every day without repeats!

Knowing that he had stirred up unpleasant memories for Chen Wei, Lin Yibai did not probe further.

The two of them left the elevator together and went into a clothing store.

Without bringing up those heartbreaking things, Lin Yibai started to pick out new clothes suitable for Chen Wei.

Money was no issue at all, the card Su Yumei gave Chen Wei had a whopping one billion in it!

She had even sent him a message specifically, saying that if it wasn't enough, he could ask her for more.

Chen Wei felt so pampered by his senior sister that he thought he must have saved the Milky Way in his past life.

Meanwhile,

Zhao Xinlian, who had intended to go shopping to lighten her gloomy mood, left the mall feeling a bit hungry. She walked into a four-star hotel, hoping to eat something to ease her gloom.

"Come to think of it, it seems that I've been eating what he cooked for me for the past three years, breakfast, lunch, dinner..."

Every noon, Chen Wei would ride his electric scooter, regardless of the weather, steadfast as thunder, to deliver a steaming, hearty lunch to Zhao Xinlian, who had just finished her work and started to rest.

Despite some privately mocking Zhao Xinlian for having a good-for-nothing husband, most were envious.

She remembered once when River City was hit by a historic downpour, a once-in-a-century event!

Just when Zhao Xinlian had given up waiting, a man in a raincoat appeared in the torrential rain, his figure blurry, smiling as he carefully handed the tightly-guarded lunchbox to her.

That smile, as she recalled it now, still felt vividly fresh to Zhao Xinlian.

"Miss, this is our hotel's signature set meal, which has won..." the waiter began to describe the various prestigious and authoritative awards the set meal had won.

Zhao Xinlian, however, had no interest in listening and gestured for him to go away.

Then she picked up her knife and fork, cut a piece of steak, and put it into her mouth, aiming to turn her sorrow into appetite.

That kind of man wasn't worth thinking back...

"Pfft!" But just as the steak reached her mouth, Zhao Xinlian couldn't help but spit it out.

Only four words remained in her heart: It was like chewing wax!

And you call this a signature dish?