Chapter 3 Divorce? The Queen Wife Throws Out a Contract
Chapter 3 Divorce? The Queen Wife Throws Out a Contract
Lin Zhou looked at the thick document and a self-deprecating sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.
really.
A superstar is a superstar; she acts decisively and efficiently, even her way of throwing people away is so standard.
"Finally couldn't hold back anymore?"
Lin Zhou felt a sense of relief. He reached out and pressed down on the document, his fingertips trembling slightly at the impending freedom. "Su Qingge, you're ruthless. Divorce is fine, who's afraid of who? Where's the pen? I'll sign it now, and then I'll leave. Let whoever wants to live off me have it!"
As he made his tough remarks, he flipped the cover open with an extremely dashing gesture.
With just a signature, he could soar freely like a bird in the sky and leap across the vast ocean like a fish in the sea. He was going to find his Chu Yuwei and restart his passionate life!
however.
When Lin Zhou saw the bold, large Song typeface on the first page of the document, his tragic expression froze instantly, like a low-quality silent film that had been paused.
There was no "divorce" and no "agreement".
Those were two contracts stacked together:
**Contract for Guests of the 7th Season of the Large-Scale Parent-Child Outdoor Reality Show "Where Are We Going, Dad?"**
And an attachment that caused his blood pressure to spike:
**"500 Codes of Conduct for Mr. Lin Zhou During Variety Show Production (Revised Edition)"**
"What is this thing?"
Lin Zhou's vision blurred, and he looked up in disbelief. "Not a divorce agreement? You're going to take me on a variety show? Su Qingge, have you lost your mind?"
Watch your wording.
Su Qingge crossed her arms, her cold eyes devoid of any warmth, only the shrewdness and calculation of a businesswoman. "We were photographed at the hospital yesterday. Don't you know what the public opinion is like now? Didn't you check your phone?"
She didn't even bother waiting for Lin Zhou's reply and simply shoved her phone screen in front of him.
#Top trending topic: #Su Qingge secretly married and gave birth to a daughter; her husband is actually unemployed#
Second on the trending list: #The whole internet is petitioning for Su Qingge to divorce#
"See? Because of you, my commercial value dropped by 30% overnight. Three top luxury brand endorsements that were in talks were all suspended, and the company's stock price went down as soon as the market opened."
Su Qingge's voice was as cold as if she were reciting a eulogy, "The only way to salvage this situation is to appear on this parent-child reality show. We need to present the public with an image of a 'normal but happy' family in order to stabilize our public image and clear our name about this relationship."
Lin Zhou found this amusing, but his anger turned into a laugh, and he slammed the contract on the table.
"A happy family? Just the two of us? Su Qingge, do you even believe that yourself? You want me to act? Sorry, my biggest weakness is my sincerity; I can't act out this kind of pretentious stuff."
After saying that, he turned to leave, saying, "I'm not going on this variety show, and I'm definitely getting a divorce. Just name your price for breach of contract, and I'll pay you back even if I have to sell a kidney."
He couldn't stand this awful place for even a second longer.
"Three hundred million."
Su Qingge's light, airy voice came from behind.
Lin Zhou abruptly stopped, nearly doing the splits on the expensive Persian carpet. He stiffly turned around, picking at his ear: "How much?"
"Three hundred million."
Su Qingge walked to the table and tapped a line of small print at the end of the contract with her slender fingers. "This is the penalty for breach of contract for the variety show we're going to be on. The company signed the contract for us six months ago. If we are unable to record due to unilateral reasons, we will have to compensate the production team and the title sponsor for all losses totaling 300 million RMB."
She looked up at Lin Zhou with a half-smile: "You said you're going to sell your kidney? You'd probably have to grow into an octopus to make up for it."
Lin Zhou felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck the top of his head.
Three hundred million...
Forget selling a kidney, even if you chopped him up and sold him by weight, you wouldn't be able to scrape together a fraction of the money! He can't even pay off his Huabei (a Chinese online credit service) now, and he's already burdened with five million yuan in debt. These three hundred million yuan are like a mountain pressing down on him, crushing him completely.
"You...you're scamming me!"
Lin Zhou's face flushed red, and his hand trembled as he pointed at Su Qingge. "How can the penalty for breach of contract be so high? I don't believe it! I'm going to find a lawyer!"
"The legal department is downstairs; you can go there now."
Su Qingge glanced at the Jaeger-LeCoultre diamond watch on her wrist, her tone returning to its initial coldness. "The production crew will be here in an hour to start the live recording. Lin Zhou, I don't have time to waste with you. Either you obediently cooperate with me and finish this charade, and the appearance fee will help pay off your messy debts; or you can wait to receive a court summons and spend the rest of your life in jail working on a sewing machine."
After saying that, she didn't give Lin Zhou a chance to react at all. She picked up the Hermès handbag on the table, turned around and walked out.
The high heels clicked crisply and decisively on the marble floor.
As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and, without turning her head, added:
"By the way, shave your beard and change into some decent clothes. Don't let the whole internet think that I, Su Qingge, am truly blind."
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut.
In the huge living room, only Lin Zhou remained, along with the contract that seemed to weigh a ton.
At that moment, he felt like a salted fish thrown onto a chopping board, with no strength left to even turn over.
This is what you call being unable to get help from anyone.
Want a divorce? No money.
Don't want to act? You'll lose money.
"What a disaster! Did I transmigrate or come here to undergo tribulation?"
Lin Zhou slumped onto the sofa, covering his face in despair. This start was absolutely hellish, with a huge debt in front, a glamorous actress forcing him to step down, and a daughter who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere in the middle.
Just when he was utterly despondent and contemplating whether he should actually learn to operate a sewing machine—
**【bite!】**
A crisp electronic notification sound rang out abruptly from the depths of his mind.
Immediately afterwards, a cold, mechanical synthesized voice boomed out like heavenly music:
**[The system has detected that the host is currently experiencing extreme despair, meeting the system activation requirements...]**
**[The All-Powerful Daddy System is loading... 10%... 50%... 100%!]**
**[Binding successful!]**
Lin Zhou suddenly raised his head, and the deadness in his eyes instantly reignited.
system?!
That's a system?!
As a former immature teenager who was addicted to online novels, he knew all too well what this meant! This was the standard equipment for transmigrators, a cheat code to defy fate!
**[This system aims to help the host become the most perfect father and husband in the world.]**
**[Core Function: The host can earn "Happiness Points" by caring for their daughter, pampering their wife, or receiving astonishment and praise from the outside world in their family life.]**
**[Points can be used to redeem money, skills, attribute points, and future cutting-edge technology in the in-game store.]**
**[New player gift pack has been distributed. Want to open it now?]**
"Open it! Open it now! I'm going to die if you don't open it!"
Lin Zhou screamed wildly in his heart.
**[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: God-level Culinary Skills (Grandmaster Level), Body Enhancement Potion x1, and 1000 million RMB in cash (the source has been legitimate and will be distributed through lottery winnings).]**
Ten million?!
Lin Zhou felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest. This system is amazing; it really does give money when it comes to it!
Although the 300 million yuan penalty is still far from enough, 10 million yuan is enough to solve his urgent problem of 5 million yuan in debt and leave him with a lot of savings!
and……
Can you become stronger and make money just by taking care of kids and pampering your wife?
Lin Zhou glanced at the closed door, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, revealing a somewhat perverted smile.
Su Qingge, didn't you want to act?
Row.
Then I'll put on a big show with you! Don't blame me for being such a good actor that you'll fall for it!
Just as Lin Zhou was rubbing his hands together, preparing to study how to use that "god-level cooking skill", the phone that had been tossed in the corner of the sofa suddenly lit up again.
This time, it wasn't a debt collection text message, nor was it a cyberbullying private message.
It was a phone call.
A contact name flashed on the screen, making his heart skip a beat, carrying a hint of distant, youthful excitement and bittersweetness:
**"My Favorite Yuwei"**.
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