The Contract Marriage by Winter Love

Chapter 392: Chapter 391 Let’s Get Divorced (23)

Shen Qian listened to Xiao Zhao’s words, but the more he listened, the more puzzled he became. What did it mean that Shi Che and Xiaxia’s relationship had always been cold?

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by that? Weren’t Shi Che and Xiaxia always very affectionate?"

Shi Che had always liked Xiaxia and later married her as he wished. In the early days of their marriage, they were so sweet, where did this coldness come from?

Seeing the confusion in Shen Qian’s eyes, Xiao Zhao replied, "Young Master Shen, you haven’t been in the country these past few days, so naturally you aren’t aware. Apart from the first few months of marriage, the relationship between President Shi and Young Madam has been almost terrible. It’s only slightly improved during the months since you’ve returned."

"What?" Shen Qian’s eyes widened with surprise and disbelief, unable to comprehend.

During the months he had returned, although he had noticed that the relationship between Shi Che and Chuxia was a bit stiff, he had thought it was just the occasional spat that couples have, not realizing it was not like that at all.

really loves Young Madam, but why their relationship has turned out like this, you’ll have to find out

took on a serious look,

Qian to a door. Shen Qian reached out to turn the

took only a few steps before he saw Shi Che sitting against the wall, holding a bottle of liquor and taking swigs from it. Around him, numerous empty bottles lay scattered, filling the air with the heavy scent

knitting his brow, cold sweat beading on his forehead, veins on his temples subtly throbbing, his complexion extremely unsightly, and yet he continued to drink

the bottle from Shi Che’s hand, and forcefully yanked it away, "Che, have you lost your mind? Your head is aching

lifted his eyes, glanced at Shen Qian, his expression unchanged, and simply reached out, his voice low and hoarse, "Give it back to

stepped forward again and kicked all the bottles in front of him

staggered toward the liquor

and tranquil, reserved and steady Shi Che, when had he ever been so disheveled, so self-destructive?

the hospital, and you’re here drowning your sorrows in