Fated to My Billionaire Husband

With this in mind, Yan Yue curled her lips and threw her phone aside, lying on the bed and humming a tune.

Especially when she thought about the fact that Ruan Tianling and Jian Yufei were now divorced, her mood became more prideful and happy.

She hardly slept the whole night.

The following morning, Jian Yufei woke up early, waiting at home for Ruan Tianling to come find her.

What happened that night was like a thorn in her heart, causing a pang of pain with every breath she took.

If she didn’t remove the thorn, she would never truly be happy for the rest of her life.

Jian Yufei sat nervously on the sofa, only waiting for ten minutes, but it felt like an eternity.

She suddenly realised that Ruan Tianling didn’t know her address, so she hurriedly sent him a text message as a reminder, hoping for him to come quickly.

Another half an hour passed, just as she was stiff from waiting, finally there was a knock on the door.

She hurriedly opened the door, and standing outside was Ruan Tianling in a black coat, tall and imposing.

There were a few snowflakes on his shoulder and on his head.

Jian Yufei paused, was it snowing outside?

“Let’s go, I’m taking you somewhere.” Ruan Tianling, with his deep-set eyes gazing at her, casually said.

“Half a second!” She hurriedly went back inside to put on her white down jacket, wrapped a red scarf around her neck, put her phone, keys, and small wallet into her pocket, changed her shoes, and left the house, closing the door behind her.

Ruan Tianling stood at the doorway the whole time and didn’t enter.

At a glance, he could see everything inside. The living room was small, probably just fifteen square meters.

There was a sofa set, a coffee table, and a TV, nothing else.

This kind of house could in no way be compared to the Ruan family’s home.

Since marrying him, Jian Yufei had always lived comfortably. A sudden move from the upscale Ruan family home to such a simplistic small house, he didn’t know whether she could adjust. In any case, he felt a little uneasy for her.

They left the apartment building, and indeed, outside it was starting to snow. Since the ground had no snow, the falling snowflakes melted into water, rendering the road muddy.

They got into Ruan Tianling’s car, where Jian Yufei asks nothing but sits, waiting for him to provide an explanation.

The man’s car stopped in an upscale residential area. He opened the car door, inviting her out, and then led her into the complex.

Jian Yufei was confused, why did he bring her here?

They took an elevator to the twenty-third floor. He took out his keys and unlocked a door.

“What is this place?” Jian Yufei asked, puzzled.

“Come in first.” The man entered first, and she followed him in.

The place was a spacious and beautiful house decorated in a luxurious European style. The furniture inside was also all European-style.

Ruan Tianling turned on the heater, took off his heavy coat and threw it on the couch. Then, he squatted down in front of the TV, turned on the TV, and put a disc into the DVD player.

Jian Yufei stood to one side, puzzledly watching his movements.

“Sit down and watch.” The man glanced back at her. She moved in front of the sofa and sat down. He finished arranging the disc.

“The answer you are looking for is in there.” He sat down next to her, watching the disc together with her.

Jian Yufei thought to herself, could this be the surveillance footage from the hotel that night?