The CEO Irresistible Ex-Wife

"Vivian, do you even realize your mistake?" A full-throated male roar, mingled with the pain of a whip hitting flesh, jolted Vivian back to consciousness.

Opening her eyes, she was about to curse whoever dared to lay a hand on her when she was stunned by the sight before her. It was an antique-styled room, a row of bright red candles, people dressed in traditional costumes kneeling on both sides, red curtains hanging from the beams, and the beads of a curtain clinking from the residual wind of a whip.

Cups and saucers were scattered on the ground, wine cups lay haphazardly, and the room was filled with the smell of alcohol, like the aftermath of a debauched feast.

Ten steps away from her, two men with painted eyebrows and exposed clothes were kneeling, trembling as they begged for mercy.

Vivian was confused. Where was she?

Hadnt she been in a car accident?

Before she could ask, the old man in front of her, seemingly dissatisfied with her attitude, prepared to swing the whip again.

Vivian might not have understood the situation, but she wasnt about to take a beating. As she was about to dodge, a figure suddenly enveloped her, shielding her from the whip.

A soft groan sounded by her ear, and Vivian looked up to see the mans face.

He was a young man, as bright as jade, as heroic as a pine.

The candlelight revealed his complexion, slightly pale as if lacking blood, but this did not detract from the aura between his eyebrows. On the contrary, it made his eyebrows seem like they were painted with ink, his eyes clear and bright, so bright that one could clearly perceive the fleeting disgust in his eyes...

If he was disgusted, why did he shield her?

Vivian pushed him away, "Who..."

She wanted to ask who he was, but was interrupted again by the old man, "Ethan, get up. Why are you still protecting her?"

Ethan?

Why did that name sound so familiar?

The man named Ethan also let go of her, turned around, and knelt upright, his attitude sincere, "Father-in-law, please calm down. The duchess is young and might have acted impulsively. Its not intentional. Please give her another chance to reform."

The old man was clearly very angry, the whip in his hand whistling as he swung it, "Young? Shes already seventeen. Others her age are already virtuous, managing the household, and becoming a good wife to their husbands. Yet she still dares to be so outrageous!"

"Her usual disobedience is one thing, but today she dared, she dared..."

The words summoning male courtesans were too embarrassing for a father to utter, and he was so angry that his face turned red, "In any case, get up and dont protect her. Today, I must teach her a lesson."

Ethan didnt get up and continued to plead for her.

During their argument, Vivian felt a throbbing in her forehead.

Duchess, Ethan, Father-in-law...

Arent these characters from the male-centric harem novel "The Scholar from a Humble Background" she had read the other day?

Suddenly, a large amount of images surged in her mind, memories seemed to be forcibly loaded in, chaotic but Vivian still managed to sort out the current situation from the fragmented scenes.

She had, into the body of the cannon fodder ex-wife who always looked down on the male protagonist, Duchess Vivian.

This book was of the old, mainly about the male protagonist who suffered after his family fell into decline, gritted his teeth and secretly struggled, and finally became the top scholar.

But before he could be proud, he was framed for plagiarism, not only losing his title but also falling into prison. At this time, he met the second important person in his life, Duke Wellington.

The Duke saved him for only one reason, hoping that after the male protagonist was wronged, he would marry his eldest daughter, whose reputation was already bad.

How bad was bad? Visiting brothels, summoning male courtesans, listening to songs and operas, teasing good family men, in short, everything that could and couldnt be done, this girl had done...

The male protagonist was released from prison to take the blame.

In the early stages, the male protagonist was still a white flower, grateful for the favor and obediently took on this burden, but he couldnt handle this eldest daughter who liked to "get physical."

A slap when happy, a whip when unhappy, completely erasing his gratitude.

Unable to divorce, the male protagonist endured and, with effort, started to prosper, eventually becoming the youngest chancellor of the Great Wei.

At the same time, the harem plot also began, with drama pressing on his face...

The routine was old, but it was refreshing. Unfortunately, Vivian had read it with relish, but now she wanted to cry.

Because she was not the male protagonists white moonlight, nor was she his cinnabar mole, but the "wife" in the phrase rise in rank and wealth, and the wife dies.

Remembering the original bodys arrogance, because she looked down on the male protagonist and various insulting behaviors, and finally being tortured by the male protagonist and strangled to death with a white silk rope, Vivian felt her back wound hurt more.

She looked around in pain.

At this moment, the original body was being punished by family law because her father caught her summoning male pets, and the male protagonist who planned all this was hypocritically pleading for her.

According to the original book, Duchess Vivian would rather die than admit her mistake and would scold the male protagonist for being a treacherous villain. Later, her irritable father, Charles, would whip her until she fainted.

But she couldnt follow the original book.

Because the few whips had already hurt her back as if it was being roasted by fire.

So when Charles angrily asked again, "Do you know your mistake?", she shouted, "Im not wrong!"

"You, you..." The Dukes hand was shaking with anger.

Vivian acted as stubborn as the original body, "Didnt I just summon two performers to sing operas for me in the house? Where is my mistake?"

"Singing operas?"

"Yes, when my half-sister Xier came to visit me last time, she told me that the performers at the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion were excellent at singing operas. If I was bored, I could invite them to the house to perform and relieve my boredom."

"You punished me to be confined for a month, I was really bored, so I had someone go find two performers, where is my mistake?"

At this moment, Vivian was glad that she had come a little earlier, and the original bodys outrageous words hadnt come out yet, giving her a chance to argue.

She was also glad that Charles was impatient, he saw the scene as soon as he entered the door and took action without asking anything.

Charles heard this, and the whip in his hand stopped, "Is it Xier who told you they were opera singers?"

Vivian sniffed, "Yes, besides, they have painted eyebrows and powder, what else could they be if not opera singers?"

In the original book, the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion was indeed introduced by the original bodys half-sister with ulterior motives, but she knew what it was for, to humiliate Ethan.

But now she didnt care, as long as she didnt admit it, Charles would definitely believe her.

Because no father would assume the worst about his child.

Especially Charles, who was a doting father, even if the original body had been very difficult, he could indulge her, let alone in this kind of "misunderstanding" situation.

Sure enough, when Charles heard these words, his expression gradually became