ongoingFour years into the marriage, when that dazzling woman returned, Jiang Lai finally realized that her husband was as chaste as jade and as cold as ice—not his natural disposition. He gives her a monthly allowance of three thousand, yet splurges three million on his white moonlight for research. Love and lack thereof are laid out so plainly it becomes humiliating. Shen Xun says he can't bear to let his white moonlight be dulled by the petty details of marriage, eroding its brilliance, yet he forces her to quit her 4,000‑a‑month job and settle down as a housewife, gladly becoming a dull fish. What Shen Xun doesn't know is that Jiang Lai is no ordinary low‑level employee… In the four years she oversaw a top‑secret national research project, her rank was so high that even his so‑called white moonlight was only fit to be her assistant. He also doesn't realize that the hastily signed document he handed over was a divorce agreement marking the end of their relationship. A month later, the research mogul's identity goes public, and the divorce certificate lands in Shen Xun's hands. The usually gentle and courteous Shen Zong tears up the divorce certificate, his disbelief turning into red‑eyed fury. "Besides me, who else would want a divorced woman?" But the one being stubborn is him, and he's the one on his knees begging for remarriage. When they meet again, Jiang Lai lightly clasps the hand of a top‑tier aristocratic power holder, her gaze at her ex‑husband now devoid of any ripple. Xiao Ke, the stern‑eyed boss, raises an eyebrow and flashes the marriage certificate with his newlywed wife: "Shen Zong, please be decent and address her... as Mrs. Ke.