Reborn as the ex-wife of the paranoid male lead Chapter 123 Extra 1

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Past Life.

The first time Shen Cheng saw Jian Shiwu was when the latter was not aware of it.

It was in the fifth grade, just after the start of the school year. Because Gao Can had defaulted on the school tuition, the class teacher was urging him to pay, telling him that if he did not pay, he might be expelled from school.

The class teacher said helplessly, "You're the only one in the class who hasn't paid. It's been a week already, and there's nothing I can do."

At this age, children could already understand what discrimination and contempt were.

All the children in the class turned to look at the outstanding class representative sitting in the first row.

Shen Cheng sat down on his chair and replied, "I see."

In fact, children of this age are all sensible, so not all of the people's glances were mocking and malicious, but the silent prying was more upsetting.

In contrast to his stretched and wretched condition, another young boy in the class, Jian Shiwu, stood out. The boy was chubby, and even though he often fought or put on airs, he did not suffer. With his family spoiling him, he had no worries about food and clothing, and he was generous with his money.

The turning point came on a sunset evening when a hungry Jian was buying food at a school roadside stall but was ridiculed by the other students passing by.

"Can you stop overcrowding?"

"Yeah, you're fat as hell!"

"Hahahahaha, he really does look like a pig, a fat pig."

Such mocking and contemptuous gazes greeted him, as Shen Cheng had seen from time to time. If it was him, he would naturally ignore it if he could, but Jian Shiwu's reaction was beyond his expectation.

"Ouch!" A painful cry came.

The leader of the mockers was knocked to the ground and beaten by the Jian Shiwu who looked simple but was very aggressive when beating them up, until they were driven away.

It was quite impulsive, quite vicious, and brave.

Such ardent and reckless behaviour was something Shen Cheng could never do. He stood on the side of the road looking at Jian Shiwu on the other side, the evening sunlight falling on the child's body, making him look dazzling like a sun.

Of course, the words "brave" were quickly put away again by Shen Cheng after half an hour. The environment at home was so chaotic that he would go to the gazebo in the park to do his homework, and this time, that place he often went to was already occupied by another figure, a somewhat familiar figure.

Jian Shiwu sat on the pier of the gazebo, crying.

Yes, that little bully who had just fought and still had a proud face, this time was shrinking into a ball of grievances, looking psychologically fragile and huffing, as if he had suffered greatly, and muttering while in pain, "Where's the fat pig, I'm a human being, not a pig..."

It turned out that the little tyrant in the class who flaunted his strength and no one dared to laugh at him, looking strong and tough, would actually cry secretly.

As if sensing that someone might be there, Jian Shiwu turned his head towards the direction where Shen Cheng was, and for some reason, Shen Cheng subconsciously hid behind the rockery.

That afternoon, he listened to the chattering and crying for half an hour, and saw the child gradually walking away with his own eyes. Perhaps they did not cross paths due to Jian Shiwu's influence, but in Shen Cheng's world, they seemed to have inexplicably formed a karmic bond. By mistake, he found out that he was not the only one holding strong. It turned out that even that pampered young master could have such a vulnerable side.

He began inexplicably to notice and observe Jian Shiwu. He saw that, although he was a bit dumb, he was particularly pleasant in character.

It was a bit novel, watching him learn all sorts of little games and tricks, watching him look chubby and thick, but climbing a tree to save a kitten and then crying out in pain from the fall, watching him continue to fight back bravely after being taunted by some people, watching him…... secretly wipe his tears.

Most of the time, he was a bystander. Watching it all with cold eyes, like an observer. WWithout any purpose or intention, just unaware that such a habit seemed to be engraved into his bones.

Until ......

"Hello, Shen Cheng." The chubby boy in front of him was blushing red, his eyes darting about, unable to say a complete sentence, "I like you."

A love letter was delivered to him with crooked words on it.

Shen Cheng looked down, a little surprised, but appeared calm, as he said, "Sorry."

He had said many words of refusal before, but only Jian Shiwu's wounded look and eyes made him feel most strange. He did not know why he had paid more attention to this person in front of him, but what could not be denied was that, some time ago, this person, Jian Shiwu, had entered his life and vision in an unquestionable way.

He thought that even with Jian Shiwu's character, this enthusiasm would not last long. This childish nature, maybe after a while, he would forget and give up.

But he did not expect that Jian Shiwu would play with somewhat surprising persistence and perseverance in this matter:

"Shen Cheng..."

"Shen Cheng..."

"Shen Cheng, I like you."

"Hello, we're actually in the same class again!"

……."

Some people are like weeds in the wilderness, not thinking of them when they first grow, but only realising their growth when they have already spread wildly and taken root.

He always looked at Jian Shiwu as an outsider and decided that he was not in love with him. Then the unexpected happened, and he and Jian were engaged to be married.

At the time of the engagement, Jian Shiwu seemed apprehensive, thinking he might feel humiliated. After all, it was a backwards marriage. He was surprisingly calm at that moment, looking at the two names on the black and white paper. His name and Jian Shiwu’s were written together, defining a legal marriage relationship from then on.

Jian’s eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at him with a slightly expectant gaze, "We'll be husband and wife from now on."

Wife and husband

Marriage.....

In his impression, Gao Can and Shen Dashan were always arguing, and couples in his neighbourhood were always quarrelling over having mistresses, cheating on them and their tea and rice. He didn't understand what life as a couple should be like, and no one would teach him.

Maybe there are also loving couples, glued with love, but these are not suitable for him and Jian Shiwu. He had no way to give Jane Shiwu that kind of life, like other couples in general, but he understood the responsibility. He knew that if couples wanted to live well, they needed a lot of money so that they would not fight over money like Shen Dashan and Gao Chan. And to keep an eye on their wives, because if a better man appears, it is easy for a mistress to appear to destroy the family.

So he felt that he could handle the marriage problem.

Of course, the fact was that he handled it too well. He started his own business, opened his own company, slowly got his own savings and earned a lot of money. He and Jian Shiwu never argued over money matters, which was good.

The only problem was that when they first got married, everything was fine, but in recent years, inexplicably, Jian Shiwu seemed to slowly lose weight, he became better looking, and people around him began to gradually look at him differently, but unfortunately, his own wife did not have any self-awareness.

Even one day, when Jian Shiwu was in the shower room bathing, Shen

Cheng saw a colleague sending too many messages. It was also at that moment that Shen Cheng's alarm bells blew up. He looked at Jian Shiwu's mobile phone, silent thinking for a long time. He did not want to argue with Jian Shiwu, because he knew every time a couple quarreled, the wife would cry very badly.

He knew that a good man could not let his wife cry. He can't argue, and it certainly wasn't his wife's fault. It would only cause Jian Shiwu to be unhappy if he quarrelled. It didn’t matter what the "why" was, the solution was what mattered. Every time Shen Dashan could get the money and give it to Gao Can, she would be so happy. So, it was easy to figure out what to do.

Therefore, when Jian Shiwu came out of the bath room, he met Shen Cheng's gaze.

His husband was sitting in the living room and saw him come out, lifting his eyes to look at him, the slightly sharp eyes sliding over his body. His gaze made Jian Shiwu inexplicably shy. They have been married over the years, but remained respectful of each other. He bought a special pair of sexy-looking pajamas. Could it be that Shen Cheng would like this type?

Thinking about this, Jian Shiwu was a little shy: "Is it nice?"

The man sitting on the sofa spoke, "Come here."

He was just about to say something when he saw his husband expressionlessly push out a card and opened his lips, "This is my supplementary card. I have recently concluded a business deal and there is some money in it."

What?

Jian Shiwu was confused and hesitated, "Is it for me? What's it for?"

Shen Cheng didn't know what to buy. He just wanted Jian Shiwu to be happy. He couldn't think of anything, so he glanced at Jian Shiwu and said casually, "Clothing, pajamas, anything."

What?

Jian Shiwu felt like a pot of cold water had been thrown over him. He was trying out a new style, but what’s with this reaction? Is it really so ugly that you give me a card to buy new pyjamas right away?

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