A woman who can be called his ex-wife in public and private — Ming Mei.
Yet, the night after their divorce, they ended up sleeping together.
This is the woman he hated for two years, being married to her for the same period of time but never touching her with a single finger.
This is the woman Kang Chen detested for two years, the woman he mulled over killing numerous times during those hundreds of unending day and night.
But now, who the hell could tell him why he was seduced by the woman he hated most and wanted to kill most in the entire Star Empire?
And here he was, lying naked in bed while his ex-wife from yesterday dressed herself unhurriedly, slowly covering her enchanting curves.
Last night... they!
They hadn't shared a bed for two years after their marriage, yet on the night after their divorce, they ended up sleeping together. What the hell was that about?
Was it some twisted celebration gift post-divorce?
The atmosphere in the room instantly became stagnant with his changing mood, even the sunlight seemed less warm, emanating a cold, icy murderous air, as the white window gauze seemed to freeze in an instant.
Ming Mei's hand frivolously trailed her own neck as she gazed at Kang Chen. Those dainty fingers instantly reminded him of how she stroked him last night.
Unexpectedly, Kang Chen felt a sudden itch in his chest, as if it were crawled over by a bug.
He wanted to crush that bug, but it disappeared without a trace as quickly as it had come.
Ming Mei tilted her head with a sweet smile, "What do you think, isn't my body fabulous?"
Kang Chen slowly sat up, the white bedsheet slipping off his body, revealing his eyes. Once lazy in the early hours, now sharply penetrating like a lethal dagger, exuding a chilling aura.
"Why did you do this?"
He reached out, abruptly grabbing Ming Mei's arm. In one swift move, he locked her throat, his hand tight around her neck, but without applying actual force.
Everyone knew the legendary Kang Chen's combat power stood at the 5Z+ level, impressive to the point of miracle, he could take a life without the mere need to lift a finger.
But Ming Mei wasn't afraid in the least. Even with her neck seized, she boldly examined Kang Chen.
The expression on Ming Mei's face was one of complete satisfaction.
Yes, very good. This was the man controlling the Empire's power, a man deified by all the people of the Empire.
At this moment... he looked surprisingly easy to take advantage of.
Mesmerizing and handsome, with skin darker than ivory, and pitch-black, pure eyes. As expected of the man known for having eyes more dazzling than the ruby on the King's scepter.
The shiny spot of the entire Empire, he could protect the country just by being there.
The one in control of the Empire's strongest fleet 'Son of Empire'.
The youngest marshal ever elected by the Imperial Conference, the man every woman of the Empire dreamt of, the crown jewel among fighter planes.
But having slept with such a dangerous and infinitely powerful man, why did she feel... so thrilled?
She felt as if she wouldn't mind dying right now, it would be a death without regrets.
Indeed, beauty can be deceiving.
Ming Mei didn't like her ex-husband, but she could not deny, his face was—Aesthetically Exceptional.
His extraordinary demeanour rivaled the heavens, it was hard not to admire it.
Ming Mei shrugged, "No particular reason, I'm just not one to accept defeat."
The hand clutching her neck tightened abruptly, causing Ming Mei to cough in pain. But she didn't fear her neck being snapped!