Chapter 1: I Agree to the Divorce

“Hmph, Shi Yi, I’ve never seen a woman as despicable as you. Isn’t this what you wanted? I’ll satisfy you, but just this once. Whether you conceive a child with the Chu family’s blood depends on your fate.”

The man sneered contemptuously, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Shi Yi lifted her eyelids, and a bright light filled her vision.

Beside her, another man was undressing, his handsome features expressionless—refined and cold.

A splitting headache hit her. Hanging from the pristine white ceiling was an object more dazzling than diamonds, though she couldn’t tell what it was.

The air was thick with a pungent, unpleasant scent.

Where was this place?

Hadn’t she died pierced by a thousand arrows, ambushed by the enemy during the war with the Great Ming Kingdom?

Could this be the underworld?

Lost in thought, she suddenly felt the man in shorts lean over, pinning her beneath him and reaching to tear at her bellyband.

“Who are you? What do you want?” Shi Yi’s eyes blazed with fury.

“Shi Yi, stop pretending. Your little act won’t work on me. Didn’t you beg me to touch you? Well, I’m going to now.” The man grasped her chin, sneering coldly.

Furious, Shi Yi shouted, “Get lost, you shameless scoundrel.”

“Shi Yi, you’ve been watching too many dramas. Don’t talk nonsense to me.” Chu Yifan gripped her chin tightly, his lips curling in mockery as he bent down, ready to kiss her.

Shi Yi raised her hand to push against his chest, then delivered a swift kick to his groin. “You libertine, go to hell!”

With no defense, Chu Yifan crashed to the floor, clutching himself in sudden pain.

“Shi Yi, listen carefully. Don’t ever think I’ll touch you again in this life.”

His eyes bloodshot with rage, Chu Yifan picked up his clothes and slammed the door on his way out.

What on earth was happening?

Who was that man who tried to assault her? Could he be an enemy agent sent to seduce her?

If it was a seduction ploy, this man’s looks were disappointingly ordinary.

And his temper was so volatile...

Shi Yi scanned her unfamiliar surroundings in shock.

The crystal chandelier above sparkled brilliantly. Priceless calligraphy and paintings adorned the walls. The floor’s polished surface reflected images clearer than a bronze mirror.

Clutching the soft, cotton-like quilt, she felt the luxurious bed beneath her and broke out in a cold sweat.

Where was this place? She had never seen any room decorated like this.

Suddenly, a pounding headache overwhelmed her as a flood of memories surged into her mind.

She, a formidable female general who fought on the battlefield, had somehow transmigrated—she had entered the 21st century, inhabiting the body of a wealthy socialite sharing her name.

The original owner had been infatuated with Chu Yifan since university, relentlessly chasing him for three years until finally, through his “charity,” they entered into a contractual marriage.

In the two years following their marriage, Chu Yifan hadn’t touched her once; instead, he despised her in every way.

The original woman was utterly humiliated, bearing it all without complaint and serving the Chu family like a beast of burden. Since the Chu Corporation lacked a jewelry designer, she had even donated her own designs free of charge.

Until recently.

Her cruel mother-in-law had found fault with her, accusing her of failing to bear an heir for the Chu family over two years and was preparing to cast her out.

To hold on to her status as the family’s daughter-in-law, the original woman had begged desperately—thus the scene she had just relived.

But foolishly, upon learning Chu Yifan intended to touch her, the original had taken a large dose of aphrodisiacs in excitement.

Under their influence, she had overexerted herself and died.

What a coincidence: she, the ancient female general, had transmigrated into this body.

The situation was horrifying. Except for the original’s memories, Shi Yi had no understanding of this world at all.

How was she to survive here? And how could she return to her own world?

Rubbing her dizzy head, Shi Yi wished this was all just a dream. She closed her eyes and opened them several times, only to find herself still in the same room.

Knock, knock, knock...

A sharp knocking interrupted her thoughts.

Hearing no response inside, Chu Yifan lost the last shred of patience. If it weren’t for his mother’s recent call to warn him that this woman still had some use to the Chu family, he would never forgive her. How dare this crazy woman hit him just now?

Bang—

Chu Yifan kicked the door open, his arrogant voice ringing out:

“Shi Yi, I’m giving you one last chance. Right now, immediately, apologize to me. For the sake of our marriage, I might forgive you once.”

After a brief mental freeze, Shi Yi glanced down and realized she was wearing nothing but a sheer bellyband.

What era was this? Bellybands made like this?

Curious, she touched it—it was exquisitely smooth. She clicked her tongue in admiration; the youngsters today were truly remarkable.

She took a long-sleeved shirt from the wardrobe and put it on.

Then, with calm composure, Shi Yi looked at Chu Yifan and patiently asked, “Husband, what do you want?”

Chu Yifan hesitated a moment before coldly saying, “Shi Yi, I’m giving you another chance. I won’t make a fuss this time. Kneel and apologize to me quickly, or we get a divorce...”

“Excuse me, I agree to a divorce.” Shi Yi responded politely.

With the original’s memories, she roughly understood that ‘divorce’ and ‘mutual separation’ were roughly the same.

Back in the Great Qin Kingdom, even the emperor had rejected her, and she had escaped conscription by fleeing to the battlefield.

How could she now tolerate this—this ugly, worthless man?

Chu Yifan could hardly believe his ears and, biting back his anger, asked, “Shi Yi, what did you say?”

Shi Yi delivered a flying kick to his groin again, smiling politely, “I said I agree to the separation.”

The moment she realized she had transmigrated, she understood one thing:

She was not the type to swallow her pride.

In her previous life, she had died pierced by countless arrows from an enemy ambush. There was no turning back.

Since she had come, she would live fiercely.

From this moment, the wheels of fate began to turn in reverse.

Chu Yifan let out a furious roar, “Shi Yi!”

“What’s with the ghostly yelling? I’m not deaf,” Shi Yi said with a playful sideways glance.

Rolling up his sleeves, Chu Yifan stepped forward to grab her hair.

Smack—

Shi Yi slapped him across the face with a smile. “Sorry, my hand slipped.”

“Shi Yi...”

Furious beyond measure, Chu Yifan shouted, “Divorce! I want to divorce you, you shameless woman! How dare you hit me?”

“Fine, anyone who refuses to separate is a coward.”

His eyes darkened, voice growing colder. “Shi Yi, don’t make a scene. You know better than anyone how you begged me to marry you.”

With all the original’s memories, she was certainly aware.

The original had been his sycophant for three long years, proposing countless times before finally marrying such a scoundrel.