Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 36.1

Just imagining that possibility made Jiang Siyue’s face twist with horror. She turned to Sui Yu and Shen Jueshu, looking at them like she was begging for help.

“You have to stop her! She can’t seriously have feelings for Mo Yu. Mo Yu really likes Li Yi. She can’t ruin their relationship!”

She was furious—like a fan watching someone try to break up her favorite couple, so angry she looked like she might charge in and take down the homewrecker herself.

Sui Yu: “……”

Shen Jueshu: “……”

The two looked at Jiang Siyue’s shocked and outraged expression with complicated emotions. Where, exactly, had she seen any sign that Li Jiang was interested in Mo Yu?

“Don’t overthink it,” Sui Yu said helplessly. From what little she’d seen of Li Jiang and Mo Yu’s interactions, it was clear that Li Jiang was only being kind because of Li Yi. Her attitude was simply an extension of her love for her sister.

“I’m overthinking?” Jiang Siyue blinked, then relaxed visibly. “Well, as long as she’s not into Mo Yu. Otherwise, I’d be disgusted for Mo Yu.”

Sui Yu: “……”
Shouldn’t you be more concerned about what Li Jiang herself is up to?

But looking at how Jiang Siyue’s mind worked, it was clear that she and Li Jiang were just not meant to be. Their thoughts were on completely different wavelengths.

Shen Jueshu sat in silence, watching one person who was clueless, and another who probably knew the truth but wasn’t saying anything. She couldn’t help but feel speechless.

Feelings really were the most frustrating thing in the world. You’d be better off signing a contract—at least those had clear terms.

“Maybe she’s just here to take a break,” Sui Yu said, blinking playfully. “Even the most hardworking people need to relax once in a while.”

Jiang Siyue thought about it and nodded. “You’re right, A’Yu!”

Watching how easily Jiang Siyue accepted that explanation, Sui Yu felt even more conflicted.

They chatted for a while longer. After leaving the snacks behind for Jiang Siyue and saying their goodbyes, Sui Yu and Shen Jueshu left. After all, Jiang Siyue still had practice to get back to and didn’t have time to host them.

The two of them strolled through the filming base’s garden area. At least the environment here was pleasant—the greenery was well-maintained, and the air smelled fresh.

Sui Yu turned to Shen Jueshu and asked, “Since we’re already here, aren’t you going to visit the other artists from your company?”

I mean, wouldn’t it look good to at least show your face?

Shen Jueshu’s expression didn’t change. “They had more than enough of the snacks we brought.”

Sui Yu: “……”
She had no comeback for that.

Back in the car, Sui Yu glanced over at Shen Jueshu as she fastened her seatbelt. “Is your heat cycle coming soon?”

She vaguely remembered it was supposed to be around this time.

Shen Jueshu looked up at her, meeting her eyes. “Why do you ask?”

Caught off guard by that look, Sui Yu hesitated, then sighed, “I mean, shouldn’t I be prepared?”

She wasn’t heartless—she couldn’t just sit back and let someone suffer.

“No need. I’ve got suppressants,” Shen Jueshu replied calmly.

“…Seriously?”

Sui Yu stared at her, looking a little skeptical. “Didn’t you say they stopped working?”

“That was last time. The imbalance was caused by unstable pheromones. But ever since our pheromones calmed each other down, things have stabilized. Suppressants will work fine this time,” Shen Jueshu explained patiently.

“Really?” Sui Yu still looked doubtful—but judging by Shen Jueshu’s calm demeanor, maybe it really was fine.

“Well, if they don’t work, just come find me. It’s not a big deal. I’ve got more than enough pheromones—you can have as much as you need.”

Shen Jueshu’s expression suddenly tightened, her jaw clenched slightly. “Why would I need to?”

“Oh.”
Sui Yu didn’t take her reaction seriously and just replied casually. Then she started the car and drove them back to the Shen residence, where they had lunch with her parents and stayed afterward to take a nap—because Shen Mama insisted.

Sui Yu laid out a blanket and slept on the carpet, gazing at the edge of the bed. The faint scent of Shen Jueshu’s pheromones lingered in the air.

Sui Yu: “……”

She sighed. We’re friends, aren’t we? But I still don’t qualify to sleep in her bed?
But they had to keep up appearances—Shen Mama had specifically asked them to nap before returning to work, so they had to stay in the same room.

Shen Jueshu, still awake, heard the sigh clearly and was reminded of her past.

In the past, if there had been an Alpha in the room, she wouldn’t have been able to sleep at all—especially back when the original Sui Yu had locked her in the basement. As long as that woman was nearby, Shen Jueshu would stay wide awake all night, her bloodshot eyes refusing to close.

But things were different now.

She had already fallen asleep more than once to the sound of this Sui Yu’s breathing. Her guard had lowered—at least around her.

Closing her eyes, with the faint scent of geranium in the air, she slowly drifted off into sleep.

—

They both slept soundly. The knocking at the door woke them, followed by Shen Mama’s voice calling for them to come downstairs.

As soon as she heard the sound, Sui Yu jumped up from the carpet, grabbed the blanket, stuffed it into the closet, and quickly smoothed her hair. She opened the door with a bright, well-behaved smile.

“Mom, we’re up. We’ll come down after we wash up.”

Seeing that it was Sui Yu at the door, Shen Mama’s expression cooled slightly—but at least she didn’t look displeased.

“Mm,” she replied, then turned and walked away.

Only after watching her reach the stairs did Sui Yu close the door. When she turned around, Shen Jueshu was no longer in sight. She could hear water running from the bathroom.

Sui Yu: “……”

Why does it feel like Shen Jueshu is getting more and more casual around me—like she doesn’t even bother pretending anymore?

She scratched her head. Maybe it’s just my imagination.

When Shen Jueshu came out, Sui Yu took her turn to wash up. But when she returned, the room was already empty.

Sui Yu: “……”

Thankfully, when Sui Yu came downstairs, she saw that Shen Jueshu was still waiting for her. For a moment, she’d genuinely feared that Shen Jueshu would leave her behind. If that had happened, she wouldn’t even have had tears left to cry.

“Mom, Dad, we’ll have dinner with you next time. We’re heading back to the office now,” Shen Jueshu said politely, with Sui Yu chiming in beside her.

“Alright, drive safe,” Shen’s parents replied, walking them to the door.

Sui Yu was the one driving. On the way, she asked, “Have you ever thought about returning to manage the Shen family company?”

Although Mr. Shen was still technically in charge, his age and declining health meant he now only handled major decisions. Most day-to-day operations had already been delegated.

When Sui Yu asked, Shen Jueshu fell silent. Just when Sui Yu thought she might not answer, she finally said, “There’s no rush. There’s still time.”

That single sentence—There’s still time—made Sui Yu’s expression dim slightly. She didn’t press further.

If the story hadn’t changed, would Mr. Shen really pass away soon, just like the novel said?

Neither of them continued the heavy conversation. When they arrived at Sui He, even though they came from the same car, they both instinctively slipped into character.

Sui Yu’s face turned stormy and unreadable. Shen Jueshu’s expression was cold and detached—she wouldn’t even look at Sui Yu, as if one more glance might dirty her eyes.

Employees who didn’t know the truth started speculating. Some were placing bets on who would come out on top. Others were even betting on when they’d finally get divorced.

From the way they acted—like they couldn’t stand being in the same room for more than a second—it was obvious to some that the divorce proceedings must already be underway.

Still, others argued that the worse it looked, the less likely the split would be clean. Their marriage was tied to too many financial interests. It wouldn’t be easy to untangle.

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