Volume One, Chapter Four: The Reason They Married

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Shen Chuyi covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm joking. I'm so beautiful; I don't want to hang myself on a crooked tree. There's a vast forest ahead of me. Besides, friends' husbands are not to be joked about."

After saying that, her expression turned a bit serious. "But honestly, Hai Ning, I sincerely hope your marriage lasts."

In wealthy and influential families, many couples live together in name only, each going their own way.

Even if Rong Shaoqin doesn't like Sang Hai Ning, Sang Hai Ning relies on the Rong family’s strong backing. If she adds a child or two in the future, her prospects will be limitless.

As her friend, she naturally hopes Sang Hai Ning will live well.

Sang Hai Ning stroked her cup calmly. "Let things take their course."

In fact, she had no intention of divorcing.

Two years ago was a nightmare Sang Hai Ning could never erase from her life.

Her grandfather’s business went bankrupt, her grandfather died of a heart attack, and her grandmother fell seriously ill.

At the same time, her mother passed away from cancer.

She took her grandmother to seek medical treatment everywhere, but funds were extremely tight.

For her grandmother’s sake, Sang Hai Ning knelt at her family’s doorstep, begging her cold and indifferent father for help.

But her father didn’t give her a single penny.

With no way out, it was Rong Shaoqin’s grandmother who came to her aid.

Mrs. Rong had once been a close friend of her grandmother.

Her grandmother had long feared she wouldn’t live much longer and was worried about her lifelong affairs, hoping someone reliable could take care of her.

Mrs. Rong liked her very much and, without hesitation, pressured her with an ultimatum to arrange her marriage to Rong Shaoqin.

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Sang Hai Ning actually could have refused.

But her grandmother was anxious, and her condition worsened over the matter of Sang Hai Ning and Rong Shaoqin.

So, like Rong Shaoqin, Sang Hai Ning was forced to accept the marriage.

Over the past year, Sang Hai Ning fulfilled her duties as a wife, gentle and virtuous.

Besides taking care of Rong Shaoqin, she helped her mother-in-law manage some trivial matters of the Rong family.

Over time, she could feel Rong Shaoqin’s attitude toward her was slowly changing.

From hatred to rejection.

Later, Rong Shaoqin even agreed to share a bed with her.

Although they still hadn’t developed any real intimacy, nor exchanged many words.

But Sang Hai Ning was quite happy.

It showed she was doing well as a wife.

Her grandmother was pleased, and so was Mrs. Rong.

She had done something meaningful and, receiving a "salary" from the Rong family, didn’t feel guilty.

As for divorce, Sang Hai Ning hadn’t considered it—not because she was reluctant to let go.

But because she couldn’t get past her grandmother’s feelings and feared upsetting Mrs. Rong.

Naturally, if Rong Shaoqin insisted on divorce, she wouldn’t oppose it.

The initiative in this marriage was in Rong Shaoqin’s hands.

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She wouldn’t cling to him unwillingly.

Shen Chuyi shook her head. "I’ve never seen anyone so carefree."

"It’s not being carefree; it’s having no choice," Sang Hai Ning said with a gentle smile.

Shen Chuyi’s throat tightened. She stepped forward and hugged Sang Hai Ning. "Don’t be sad."

Sang Hai Ning touched her nose. "There’s nothing to be sad about. My grandmother’s condition is stable now; I’m quite content. Besides, excluding the money invested in our company, in this past year alone, I’ve saved over three million. Even if I divorce, I can barely cover my grandmother’s medical expenses for a while."

"Didn't you say you only get two hundred thousand a month?"

"That’s the basic pay. Grandma also gives me red envelopes during holidays."

Shen Chuyi felt that, as someone still in debt, she was the one who most needed comfort.

After spending the whole morning with Shen Chuyi studying the psychology behind male-female relationships, Sang Hai Ning went in the afternoon to visit her grandmother and Mrs. Rong, then accompanied her mother-in-law on a visit to relatives.

At dusk, she hurried back to the marital home she shared with Rong Shaoqin.

As expected, Rong Shaoqin hadn’t returned.

As a wife, Sang Hai Ning sent him a message as usual: Are you coming home for dinner tonight?

The message sank without a trace.