My Loyal Husband After Our Divorce

“Well, let me see what’s inside here,” Chui Ming said with a taunting laugh, “Is it some kind of software?”

“Chui Ming, give me back my stuff, it’s mine!” Xiao Mo yelled angrily. He almost broke free through sheer force of rage.

The more he struggled, the better Chui Ming felt.

He squatted down and spat into his face, “What do you mean it’s yours? Everyone here saw you steal this from me so how dare you say that it’s yours?”

There was deep-seated rancor in Xiao Mo’s eyes.

Chui Ming said almost the same thing when he took over the software he designed so many years ago.

What do you mean it’s yours? This is mine. You stole this from me and you have the audacity to claim ownership over it? Would you believe I have a hundred ways of making your life hell?

The thing was his, he designed the software.

But somehow, overnight it became Chui Ming’s and he was branded a thief. Thanks to Chui Ming, he was forced to spend one month in jail. Needless to say, Chui Ming had greased some palms to make sure his month in prison was the darkest period of his life.

Xiao Lin begged Chui Ming to let her precious brother out of prison. Chui Ming agreed on the condition that she sold him her body. For the sake of her brother’s freedom, Xiao Lin agreed.

Chui Ming rape her day after day, he rented her out as a gift to his men

silenced her inner self and suffered quietly. But little by little,

was granted his early release, there was simply nothing left in Xiao Lin. There was no fun f*cking a puppet that wouldn’t respond so Chui Ming eventually cut her

Xiao Mo knew what had happened, he was ready to kill

the price his sister had to pay for

and realized he needed to first

didn’t let them off so easily. He ruined Xiao Mo’s prospect around the city, basically starving them to

officially take over his software once

Xiao Mo left the city and set up a life

kill Chui Ming every

morning, knowing that his dream would

he had a breath in him, he believed revenge would eventually

heard his prayers and

him a hope

materialized and compacted into

once again, it had fallen into Chui Ming’s

hope then so heartlessly wrenching it away. Was history going to repeat