Chapter 10 Nothing in the world

He looked back at her steadily, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing again, and his lips curled up: "Yes, four years, such a long time... Have you given me your feelings?"

Who are you? Subin felt that this face was somewhat unfamiliar.

According to the confirmation from Guangchang, Donglin Investment has submitted the bid. Mr. Fang Jialing, the largest shareholder of Donglin, admitted to the public today that the bidding process is proceeding as usual and will not withdraw as rumored before. This also means that despite the equity turmoil, Shangwei and Guangke are still advancing side by side. The final owner of Guangchang will depend on the bidding results. Previously, the general manager of Shangwei Heavy Industries, Mr. Xiao Zhiyuan, who had always avoided media interviews, also appeared in public today, unaffected by the rumors, and stated that the acquisition will be carried out as planned. It is reported that due to the impact of rumors, Shangwei's stock once plummeted significantly, but today's events have reignited investors' confidence in it...

Xiao Zhiyuan's explanation, however, was extremely calm: "On one hand, it is because of you; on the other hand, it is because of Fang Jialing."

After a while, the phone automatically hung up. Xiao Zhiyuan threw his phone aside and once again focused on his work. However, this time he was a bit restless and gave up after only reading two short lines. He pushed his chair back, stood up, and went straight home after getting his car.

She had to suppress her emotions: "What about Lele?"

But compared to having nothing when I was young, now I... ... feel so empty and pale.

They really haven't seen each other for a long time. During this period of chaos, after Xiao Zhengping's scandalous photos and illegitimate child were exposed, the old man never gathered everyone together for a meal again. And Zi Jin and Xiao Zhiyuan also had many conflicts, naturally paying even less attention to others.

Start of Translation Start of Translation The young man named Zijin was stunned for a moment. He took the envelope and opened it, and a credit card fell out. "What is this?" he asked.

Perhaps for a moment, Zijin wanted to break free from him. But his strength was too terrifying, firmly holding onto her waist, forcing her to bear his strength while lying on her back. He forcefully made her open her lips, and vigorously drank in the warmth and sweetness of the wine, forcing her to accept it, forcing her to respond, forcing her to remember.

What was it at that time?

He lifted his head, and the light fell on his stubborn face. He gritted his teeth, with such an expression...

He is right... absolutely right. Zijin took a step back and reached out to hold onto the table. "Yes, then who should we blame?"

The feeling of unease became even stronger for a few minutes. Zijin stood in the empty and desolate ward, and made a phone call to Xiao Zhiyuan.

... ... Okay.

Xiao Zhiyuan could tell that her tone had been restrained, though calm, still with a hint of instability. But he hardened his heart: "Now is the time to discuss the division of property in the divorce, we can talk about other matters later."

Did Fang Jialing not get married?'' The old man suddenly said, "If his family cannot accommodate Lele, then bring her back."

Okay, I will go take care of it immediately.

''Puff--'' Fang Yun almost spurted out a mouthful of water, ''Don't make jokes like that casually. By the way, Zijin, didn't I tell you before that Xu Hui used to have a crazy crush on her brother-in-law at school? Have you talked to her brother-in-law about it? Have you dealt with it? You have to be careful with this kind of time bomb!''

I'll come home to find you. He casually asked, "Have you eaten?"

Mr. Xiao's assistant, please take care of me in the future.

He opened the window first, then boiled a kettle of water. Suddenly, he heard some movement in the bedroom and hurried back. However, he saw Zijin kneeling on the edge of the bed, vomiting all over the floor. He was stunned for two seconds, then walked around the filth on the ground and handed her a towel.

Mr. Xiao said that the card you brought today requires a temporary credit limit, which is a bit troublesome. He asked you to use this one instead. She smiled and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Zijin did not see Lele again. She had never been so crazy, calling Xiaozhiyuan like crazy, but he didn't answer. In the end, she only heard the reminder from the cold voicemail. At the moment she hung up the phone, she suddenly understood that Xiaozhiyuan had made up his mind and would never let her see Lele again.

A beep, the card is successfully swiped. Welcoming the genuine expression of joy from the other party, Zijin rubs her nose, and unexpectedly, a sense of weightlessness and relaxation fills her heart. It seems that life has taken a wrong turn, so she can only make repeated adjustments in trivial matters.

Hello! Speak up! Fang Yu became impatient and desperately slapped her cheek.

After Zijin hung up the phone, she felt a sudden wave of cold and heat. After a long time, her phone rang again, but it was the voice of Xiaozhiyuan, who hadn't answered her calls for three days.

Xiao Zhiyuan has already left. Zijin leaned against the sofa, but she kept thinking about this sentence.

After a long time, Zijin finally realized what she should say. However, Ningfei interrupted her directly, saying, "No need to comfort me. I just couldn't find anyone to talk to, so I dragged you out." She glanced at her watch, stood up, and said, "Let's go, it's almost time. I have to go back too."

"Wow! Zijin, where did you get such good luck!" Fang Yu was stunned, staring at the black card in a daze, drooling a little, and asked, "Does Xiao Zhiyuan have an unmarried brother?"

Where were we just now? He smiled apologetically, with a slight raise of his eyebrows, but his expression couldn't hide his low mood. "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night."

From his earliest memories until now, his father has mostly been strict with him. However, due to his strong self-control, the old man rarely loses his temper. Even when he came to see him last time because of Lele's blood type, he was much calmer than he is now.

Zijin originally wanted to sit in the backyard of the Xiao family, but Ning Fei refused. Instead, they found a roadside café and walked in. It was a weekday afternoon, and there weren't many people in the shop. The air was filled with a relaxed and slow melody. The staff leaned against the counter, seemingly engaged in some conversation.

So, are you going to see your father today?" Zijin asked.

Xiao Zhiyuan carried her into the elevator, nodding slightly: "Sorry."

Even with the limited edition summer lip gloss as a cover-up, Xu Hui stared blankly at the young man, and the last glimmer of hope in her heart had already been shattered. Sang Zijin said, "You have a chance." How foolish she was to believe her words. She stepped out of the office step by step, until she leaned her hands on the door handle and said woodenly, "I understand. I...will submit my resignation letter tomorrow."

There must be a talk with him. Ning Fei smiled and said, "By the way, I saw the news. I was going to see Lele, but then Aunt Wang said it was nothing serious, so I didn't go to the hospital."

They joined forces to take away the most cherished thing in their hearts. This world turned from colorful to black and white. Zijin sat down blankly and murmured, "Lele... Lele is your daughter."

I don't need to try. Please help me wrap it up. 子衿轻轻眯起眼睛。

''You--'' The old man's neatly white hair is now in disarray, his temples bulging with blue veins as he speaks intermittently, ''Go and bring Lele back to me! You don't want this daughter, I'll take care of her!''

Xiao Zhiyuan nodded: "I know."

Mr. Xiao, right? Here's the thing. There were several transactions on your supplementary card just now. Since this card has been opened for four years and has never been used, we wanted to confirm with you. The amounts were xxxxx and xxxxxx respectively, and the cardholder is Miss Sang. However, we are currently unable to contact her.

At this moment, he is no longer the once vigorous and resolute businessman, but just an old man who worries about his granddaughter, with only helplessness left in his expression.

She was a bit puzzled. Upon opening it, she found that it was a stack of letters. Judging from the handwriting, Zijin knew that they were her sister's belongings, probably sent by Ling Yan. She opened one of the letters and found that it was written by Ziman to Ling Yan, mainly expressing her various emotions after returning to work in China. At the end, she mentioned her lost sister and said that she would try her best to find her.

Hang up the phone. Xiao Zhiyuan turned around and saw the old man sitting on the sofa in a daze. His gaze fell on the small garden. On such a hot day, the koi fish were hiding under the floating plants to keep cool. Suddenly, the old man said, "In order to raise these fish, I deliberately brought in a spring water, but when Lele caught them, it was useless. They kept jumping out one by one." He closed his eyes, supported his forehead with his hand, and sighed, "The child has been taken away. You should remind them that her wound hasn't healed yet. If necessary, let the doctor go with them to take a look."

Blame only oneself, for being too clever.

But that's not right... Sister and Xiao Zhiyuan are not from the same school, or even the same state.

That sentence was originally intended to be spoken, but in the end, he hesitated. He took a step forward and stood in front of her, then quickly lowered his head to kiss her.

Even though she had put on makeup, Iris's face was still terrifyingly pale at this moment. When she looked at him, her gaze was no longer restrained and plain, but filled with a passionate emotion, as if he was her own.

This is the decision I made. Xiao Zhiyuan casually said, "It's also the decision she forced me to make."

Xiao Zhiyuan obviously didn't want to talk to her about this, just smiled faintly without expressing agreement or disagreement: "So why do we need to make money? It's just to let my wife spend it like this. Fortunately, she only acts like this occasionally."

Even after going through the screening by the secretaries, the emails in the work mailbox still piled up like a mountain. Xiao Zhiyuan looked at the unread marks one by one and estimated that he might have to stay up all night again at the current speed. The phone beside him rang, and he glanced at it. His eyes slightly darkened until he finished replying to the email in his hand before answering it.

... I don't know if your new sister-in-law will be as mean as I am. Ning Fei finished speaking to herself.

The lawyer spoke until his mouth was dry, but he did not expect Mrs. Xiao sitting opposite him to smile and say, "I don't quite understand, but isn't marital property supposed to be divided equally between the two parties? Mr. Xiao's net worth is surely more than this, right?"

Are you paying in cash or by card?

Why take Lele with you? Zijin suppressed the impatience in her heart and said, "You've been so busy these days, how can you still take care of her? What do you really want to do?"

Miss, may I help you to get to the underground parking lot?

Xiao Zhiyuan did not answer again, just stared at the constantly jumping numbers on the elevator, still with that elusive confusion.

He didn't turn around, but seemed to sense her presence and said lightly, "The clothes you bought today have already been hung in the closet." He paused and continued, "When my things are moved out, there will be some extra space for you."

Iris picked up the envelope and found a thin card inside. She was a bit puzzled: "A credit card?"

Not... ... not. ... ... It shouldn't have come to that.

I know, I will go to see him now.

The sound abruptly stopped, and the other party did not give her any more patience.

I want this set, and this one, and that one. Zijin pointed randomly, "Small size."

Zijin had no time to chat with her, and just said softly, "Is Mr. Fang available?"

Then... I'm leaving. Zijin had no intention of saying more to her, but when she reached the door, Ning Fei suddenly spoke up: "Zijin, do you have time? Let's have a coffee together."

If Lele is really the daughter of Jiejie and Fang Jialing, then what am I? What is Xiaozhiyuan?

After sleeping for several days in a daze at home, she didn't want to stay there anymore. So she walked here casually. The change in her pocket was only enough to buy a hat in the mall. She could only wander aimlessly, climbing up layer by layer.

She raised her head again, holding back the tears that were about to fall: "...So, what about Lele?"

First, roll up your sleeves and clean up the vomit, tidy up the takeout boxes from the past few days, and throw them away together. Then, stuff the clothes that were randomly thrown by the collar into the washing machine and hang the coat in the cloakroom. After that, wet the mop and start mopping the floor from the children's room, paying careful attention to every detail. The house is not small, and by the time he reaches the living room, he has already changed three buckets of water and his forehead is sweating. Finally, he stops and looks around the apartment he has lived in for four years.

Xiao Zhiyuan's gaze fell on Zijin's body, as if he saw a stranger, just nodding slightly and asking, "Why did you come?"

"子衿?" Iris looked at her with a complex expression and called her name softly.

Sang Zijin, there are rumors circulating in the news. Do you think it's a good thing for Liu Lele to stay? He paused, his emotions unclear. "My lawyer is studying the divorce papers. I will give you a reply on how it will be."

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zijin suddenly felt a trace of sympathy. In this world, every person truly has their own worries and pains. Despite her usual arrogance, in fact, in the past six or seven years of marriage, she has swallowed countless grievances, yet still has to put on a brave face.

From beginning to end, my older sister has been protecting "him", without even writing his name. As Zijin thought about this, she suddenly felt something was not right. She opened each letter one by one until a certain one, where she mentioned that man for the first time. At that time, my sister had not yet returned to the country, still studying. So, did they meet abroad?

Xiao Zhiyuan seemed to have anticipated her question and calmly said, "I made a deal with him. He will transfer all his shares in Donglin to me, giving Shangwei a chance to compete in the second round. As for the final winner of Guangchang, it depends on the bidding results— he won't lose out."

He, however, remained silent. He cleaned the mop, emptied the water, put the things back in the utility room, and then returned to the living room.

When she heard the last sentence, Zijin felt a buzzing sound in her ears. The figures outside also seemed somewhat illusory. Without hesitation, she stood up and slapped with all her strength.

Well, I know," Xiao Zhiyuan paused for a moment before speaking.

In her impression, it seems that Xiao Zhiyuan is always present anytime and anywhere. Zi Jin couldn't help but stiffen her face and say, "Stop looking, we are getting divorced soon."

After hanging up the phone, the negotiation proceeded exceptionally smoothly. The lawyer occasionally glanced at the client, probably thinking that this woman's mind was somewhat confused due to the divorce. Just now, the lion opened its mouth wide, but now it seems completely indifferent, pointing at the lines of words on the clause and saying, "I don't want any of these, not a single one."

I have been cooking seafood porridge for so long, but when you taste it, all you ask is where I bought it... But what about Sang Zijin? Even if she burns the porridge, you can still drink it without wrinkling your brow. Just because of this small matter, you can secretly be happy for a week... Mr. Xiao, if you don't like me, I won't force it, but can you tell me, what exactly do you love about her?

Xu Hui was stunned. She had asked this question before. She couldn't figure it out then, and even now, she still couldn't come up with an answer.

What is true in this world? What is false?

Zijin sat up from the sofa, in a hurry, his elbow hit the sandalwood box, and the box fell to the ground with a bang. Unexpectedly, there was a small compartment inside, and because the hidden lock was broken, a piece of paper was revealed.

Lele eats the bread I bake every morning. She will make a fuss if she wakes up and doesn't see me... Zijin sniffed lightly, reminding herself not to cry in front of Xiaozhiyuan. Then she slowed down and asked, "Where is she?"

He also lowered his gaze slightly, his long eyelashes concealing the surging emotions, and only said, "She is your sister and Fang Jialing's daughter."

Then it's fine.

Oh, it's nothing. Zijin used a small silver spoon to stir the dark brown, steaming liquid, and smiled, saying, "It's been a long time since we last met, sister-in-law."

I don't know, probably bought while shopping. Xiao Zhiyuan reached out and neatly organized the signed documents, placing them aside. "You can go."

Zijin quickly invited her in and asked her to sit down. Since they last parted, she had been staying in her hometown, and they had agreed to get in touch again when she returned to Wencheng.

Despite the installation of the most advanced air exchanger, it seems that no one has used it these days. There is a strong unpleasant sour and rotten smell in the air. There are takeout food boxes on the bedside table and on the desk, some untouched, some half-eaten, just left there. Zijin didn't even ask the maid to clean up... ... In these few short days, Zijin seemed to be sleepwalking, turning the originally neat and beautiful apartment into a messy garbage dump.

The other party was taken aback and immediately picked up their professional demeanor: "Mrs. Xiao, it seems that you still don't quite understand the new marriage law. It goes like this..."

Although you are no longer suitable to serve as my assistant, I hope you can accept another position. I will have the HR department get in touch with you.

How is their relationship?

He answered the phone quickly and spoke in a normal tone, saying "Lele is with me."

Xiao Zhiyuan lightly furrowed his brows. The chiseled features softened for a moment, as if carved from stone. His lowered gaze was so handsome that even his longtime admirers' hearts skipped a beat. After a moment of silence, he finally figured out how to respond: "I'm sorry for disappointing your feelings for so many years. But Miss Xu Hui, may I ask you...why do you like me?"

The smell of acidity in the air became even stronger. He looked at her like this, with a strangely red face, messy hair, and makeup that had long since faded. After who knows how long, he sighed softly, his expression gentle: "What should I do? Sang Zijin, if I let you leave me like this, I really... ... can't rest assured."

An ordinary A4 size paper, which has turned yellow. On the top is a sketch of a young girl, with long curly hair and a backpack on her back, turning around and laughing at the artist. Her smile is unrestrained, yet not ostentatious.

She thought this way, and her feet uncontrollably walked into the store, searching for the women's counter.

When Iris comes in, Xiao Zhiyuan doesn't even look up, just says, "Please hand this to Zijin. She's at the coffee shop on the first floor of xx Building now, and should still be able to find her."

The huge shopping mall, Zijin has been wandering for a long time.

If you were me, would you leave? My husband's scandalous photos have been exposed, and he even has a love child. The other party is blatantly provoking me. Will you leave or not?Ning Fei laughed at herself and said, "I am not a puppet or spokesperson for either family. Whatever my parents tell me to say, I have to say. I don't want my son to grow up and be told that his mother is a cowardly 'first wife'."

The child's collar stopped in its tracks, feeling a bit dazed... Compared to the current lifelessness, back then, even though they could only wear shoes that had long been worn out, they were still bustling on the bus, full of vitality every day.

She quickly picked up the sunglasses at hand and put them on, saying gloomily, "It's nothing."

The door of the apartment opened. Xiao Zhiyuan immediately carried Zijin straight to the bedroom. As soon as he stepped in, he couldn't help but furrow his brows.

The other party has not hung up yet. Xiao Zhiyuan added calmly, "Increase her credit limit."

Here is the translated result: Oh, the company is about to open soon. I came back a few days ago, but I didn't make an appointment with you! Fang Yu casually picked up her friend's Starbucks Frappuccino and took a sip. "By the way, I brought a gift for your daughter. Next time, bring her out! She looks so cute in the photos!"

Four years, from the blow of betrayal to the departure of her sister, it was Lele who made herself live again. All her hopes were placed on that little girl. She will still attend parent-teacher conferences, worrying about her daughter's progress or setbacks; her daughter may fall in love early, and she will go to see what kind of boy he is, then subtly remind her. One day, her daughter will go abroad, and she will help her pack, wishing to take the whole family with her. Finally, her daughter will get married. She will still attend parent-teacher conferences, worrying about her daughter's progress or setbacks; her daughter may fall in love early, and she will go to see what kind of boy he is, then subtly remind her. One day, her daughter will go abroad, and she will help her pack, wishing to take the whole family with her. Finally, her daughter will get married.

I will have someone take care of her, so don't worry.

Child collar also did not know what he said, hurriedly hung up the phone. She sat up and happened to see the photo of Lele, who was two years old, placed in the frame next to her: at that time, her hair was still sparse, and she had been worried, but after half a year, her hair became black and shiny... In this room, every corner... hides the bits and pieces of her daughter. She looked around and suddenly felt breathless.

Yes.

Upon seeing that group of people, Zijin suddenly had an epiphany. If Sister and Ling Yan were classmates, then...! She must have also been classmates with Fang Jialing...! Could it be...? Has her beloved always been Fang Jialing?

She never mentions her lover's name in front of herself, always saying, "It's not time yet."

Sang Zijin, we may not be able to become a family in the future. I don't know if we will still be friends when we meet again.Ning Fei took a sip of coffee and said lightly.

What is it for?

After visiting three or four stores in a row, each time returning with a full load. Even in the end, Zijin just wanted to try and see how much the limit of this card in her hand was... Perhaps she would never be able to figure it out... Xiao Zhiyuan was not good at anything, except for being exceptionally generous with money. But at this moment, he should know that he was spending money recklessly here.

Mr. Xiao, are you okay? Chen Pan couldn't help but worry, "Also, the result of handling it this way... we are very likely to lose the initiative. The bid proposal is due next Monday, will there be any turning point?"

Fang Yu dragged his drunken self, and someone with a headache asked, "Hey, which household are you from?"

Her lips seemed a little swollen, staring at him blankly, as if she didn't understand.

I feel that he has changed... but it's different from what he promised. He has really changed. Ayan, maybe it's just my overthinking. I always feel that once the outcome of the order is revealed, regardless of whether he succeeds or not, our relationship will come to an end. But I know that I have done my best to help him.

The study's door was wide open, but the old master was pacing with his hands behind his back. As soon as he saw him, he grabbed the ashtray and threw it over, saying, "Xiao Zhiyuan! I thought you were quite capable! You actually used our Xiao family's granddaughter to make a business deal!"

A crisp sound of "pa".

In the organizing box, there is still a newspaper with the headline news at that time. The media speculated that Ling Yan's illegitimate child's father was Fang Jialing and published their college photos.

However, now, Lele's life may never have its own again.

Big sister-in-law, please don't say it like that.

Do you love me? Do you really love me? Xiao Zhiyuan pursed his lips, and that faint smile seemed bitter and helpless. Have you seen me at my worst? Have you seen me deceive someone's trust? Have you seen me... ... go against the person I love the most? Xu Hui, none of these... ... you have never seen. How could you possibly love me? You only love the feeling of indulging yourself. Xu Hui, none of these... ... you have never seen. How could you possibly love me? You only love the feeling of indulging yourself.

The silence between them did not last long. Xiao Zhiyuan picked up the phone, it was the bank manager calling.

"It's okay. Fang Jialing comes from a prestigious background, and he is always aloof to everyone. Your sister is also proud, and the two of them don't interact much. Ling Yan probably found it strange and asked, 'Why suddenly bring this up?'"

Xiao Zhiyuan did not speak, while Zijin was heavily drunk, her knees went weak, and she almost fell to the ground. Xiao Zhiyuan stopped talking to Fang Yu, picked up Zijin horizontally, and walked straight inside.

Xiao Zhiyuan remained silent and stepped aside.

Are you sure you can afford it?Miss's smile was sweet, but it did not conceal her doubt. This amount far exceeds the credit limit of a young white-collar worker's credit card.

The service lady was stunned: "Sorry, we cannot carry so many clothes for trying on at once."

This kind of painting...seems familiar.

Afterwards, there was no more communication. Suddenly, Zijin felt a sense of fear...? Is this man going to take Lele away like this and never give her back?

"Since that's the case, why did you bring her home in the first place?" the old man stubbornly asked, "What about Zijin? Did Zijin agree too?"

She smashed everything she could reach and shouted at him, "Xiao Zhiyuan, you don't deserve to come back here! Get out!"

Perhaps to ponder over the choice of words, Zijin remained silent for a moment.

Smiling indifferently, Zijin was about to answer when a young girl walked straight towards her at the door and said with a smile, "Mrs. Xiao, Mr. Xiao asked me to give this to you."

乐乐。

Perhaps stunned by this incredible idea, Zijin felt her whole body trembling, but her mind was more sensitive than ever before, connecting one obscure clue after another at an invisible speed.

The child's collar stared blankly at himself, with a dull complexion, hair like a bird's nest, and stains on his clothes... Is this really me? She widened her eyes in horror, looking over and over again... Is it really me?

I have been watching to see when he would get tired of you, but after waiting and waiting, I am on the verge of divorce, and he is not hiding his marriage at all, standing openly with you. Ning Fei sneered and said, "Now when I think of what I said to you before, I feel really embarrassed."

Miss, what would you like to buy? The smile of the service lady was very professional, but lacked some warmth. Obviously, based on the appearance of this lady in front of her, she had already estimated that she was another one who just looked but wouldn't buy, which meant she would have to wait for the customer to leave before tidying up the clothes on the counter.

Xiao Zhiyuan's expression became solemn, and a faint doubt emerged on his increasingly thin face due to busyness and pressure: "Seven years?"

The child's collar was completely unaware, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.

Can you not know? The news is being hyped so much! Fang Yu looked around, "Huh? Where is my brother-in-law?"

He was wearing a dark gray suit, without a tie, slightly turned his head and was talking to Chen Pan. His steps were steady, and it was hard to tell how much crisis he was facing at the moment. He arrived at the company as usual. It was Chen Pan who noticed Zi Jin first, and he awkwardly stopped and gestured for Xiao Zhiyuan to look behind.

All of a sudden, Zijin really felt ridiculous about herself.

Then... please follow me to pay the bill.

Is it his cunning or his cruelty that makes Xiao Zhiyuan so strange?

Zijin tidied herself up and walked from the bathroom to the living room, but Xiaozhiyuan was mopping the floor.

Zijin has been struggling all the way, but his hands are like iron hoops, and he just won't let go. Until he pulled her in front of the mirror in the bathroom, forced her to lift her head, and said in a flat tone: "Sang Zijin, look at yourself now, what a ghostly appearance! Am I not worthy to come back here? Are you?"

Building 9, 18th floor. A voice calmly responded, reaching out and firmly supporting the intoxicated woman.

She collected herself and drove to her grandfather's house. Aunt Wang welcomed her in and said with a smile, "Oh, what a coincidence! You guys just missed him. Grandpa went out to play ball."

The sky has already become dimly bright, a few strands of clouds are floating and swaying on the horizon, drifting like cotton, just like the current mood, faintly, still uneasy and uncertain.

The lawyer breathed a sigh of relief and immediately made a phone call to report.

Are you... ... getting a divorce with Big Brother?" Zijin was even more surprised. She was not unaware of the relationship between Ning Fei and Big Brother. If it was said that Xiao Zhiyuan marrying herself completely eliminated the obstacle of social background, then the marriage between Xiao Ning and the two families had more of a business cooperation aspect. Once they divorced, the stocks of both families might be affected. She really couldn't imagine that Ning Fei, who had been educated as a noble lady since childhood, would make such a decision.

She hung up wearily, thought for a moment, and then dialed her former colleague, Elle.

Almost at the same time, Chen Pan had to remind twice, and Xiao Zhiyuan finally came to his senses from his daze and walked into the elevator.

Elle answered quickly, with a hint of impatience in her voice: "Mrs. Xiao, are you thinking of old friends now?"

It has been four years, why haven't you explained?

As if crazy, Zijin rushed to the study and found the organizing box she brought back when she resigned from Guangke. After searching for a long time, she finally found the sketch that Fang Jialing gave her. The two figures in the two pictures gradually overlapped. Although they were two sisters, they were so similar that they seemed to be the same person.

Mr. Xiao! The security guard quickly stepped aside, "Is this Mrs. Xiao? Oh, I didn't recognize you."

Normally they would go directly to the underground parking garage, but this time, the security guard at the entrance stopped them and asked, "May I ask which household you belong to?"

After calming down a bit, Zijin left the house. It was still early, and the city's traffic was very smooth. Despite not having slept all night, she surprisingly felt quite energetic. When she arrived at Lele's ward, a young nurse was tidying up. When she turned around and saw Zijin, she smiled and said, "Oh, Xiao Jianjin's mother, she was taken away by her father. They just left, and all the formalities have been taken care of."

Ning Fei smiled meaninglessly and said, "Now I understand that the man who keeps trying to keep you is the one who truly loves you. But he doesn't."

Or perhaps, in another two years, when Lele sees herself, she won't rush up affectionately and call me mommy...

Xu Hui closed her eyes, perhaps due to hypoglycemia. At this moment, she saw a vast expanse of snow outside, and she was in a daze for a long time: "Okay, I accept."

He still remembers a time when he had just returned home and Zijin was watching TV. When she turned around and saw him, she immediately turned her face coldly and went back to her room.

Oh, wait a moment.Subin lowered her head to search her bag for a while, and finally found a credit card. She handed it over with some uncertainty and said, "Try this one."

The old man suddenly felt a bit absent-minded, as if he saw his younger self.

I asked myself what I love about her? I can tell you that I love her for enduring a difficult life since childhood without complaining or being jealous; I love her for being proud and self-respecting despite coming from a poor background; I love her for trusting her family and friends wholeheartedly... I have known her for four and a half years, but time has not diluted this feeling. Even at this moment, even if we may not be able to be together, I still like her and can clearly say why I love her.

The child's collar stopped in its tracks, and after some thought, said, "Alright."

It has been exactly three days.

Just inside the doorway, Aunt Wang was cleaning up the glass shards all over the floor, apparently from the old master dropping a cup. Xiao Zhiyuan kept walking without stopping, stepping over the fragments and heading straight upstairs. Aunt Wang hesitated behind him and called out softly, "Zhiyuan, have you done something wrong? The old master was just so angry..."

I don'tーー I don't need it! Sean, I've known you for seven years. I've always been thinking, what kind of person can match you. But I can accept anyone, except Sang Zijin... Iris's cheeks turned rosy, her chest gently rising and falling, her tone unusually excited, "It's her! She's the one who has been in contact with Fang Jialing, it's her... She leaked the information to Guangke! You clearly know all this, why are you still so tolerant?"

This home... It feels like a home again. The air is fresh, the ground is clean, and the scattered items have been neatly put away.

It was actually lunchtime, but Zijin had no appetite. She casually took out a letter from her sister's sandalwood box and slowly opened it to read. Starting from a certain letter, Ziman began to mention a man in her letters. She did not name him, but the words between the lines were full of deep and unbreakable affection. However, Zijin noticed a change in tone in the last few letters. Her sister was no longer as optimistic and sweet as before, but rather hesitant, as if unsure of how to proceed.

At this moment, Xiao Zhiyuan received a phone call from his father. The old man was breathing heavily, as if he had been angered by something, and he said directly, "Xiao Zhiyuan, come home now!"

As they reached the entrance, before getting into their respective cars, Zijin suddenly asked, "Sister-in-law, if you insist on getting a divorce, what about Big Brother?"

I just want to ask, do you think it's worth it? For the sake of Sang Zijin... She doesn't love you!

Iris, where are you?

From the beginning, I have been using Lele to keep you by my side. If I were to say she is not my own daughter, you would leave without looking back. In addition, when dealing with Fang Jialing, Lele is my last bargaining chip.

He is really generous to her. The lawyer spent a whole morning explaining those properties and funds to Zijin in detail. Zijin just lowered her head and doodled with the signing pen in her hand, not knowing if she had listened.

Everyone around her came in groups, no one was alone like her. In the bustling crowd, she was by herself... The feeling in her heart seemed even more empty. Zijin stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the navy blue blouse displayed in the black and white-toned showcase, paired with neatly tailored black trousers, exuding a professional aura of urban women! When she was looking for a job before, she really dreamed of having a set of clothes like this!

Hmm. Xiao Zhiyuan's pen paused, "The bank has been calling, but I'm too lazy to ask for a credit increase."

The child's collar hangs down, hair falling messily in front of their body, without saying a word.

The car did not enter the community, but stopped by the roadside. He lowered half of the car window. The warm orange street lamp seemed to pour down along the gravity, filling half of the car compartment. His fingers lightly tapped the rhythm on the steering wheel. Xiao Zhiyuan looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Zhiyuan was somewhat alarmed. He stood up calmly and tried to comfort his capable assistant in front of him. His voice was gentle: "Have you been tired lately? Do you need me to give you a long vacation?"

He had some idea of what it was about, tiredly closed his eyes, and tapped the back of the driver's seat: "Go to the old man's place."

White-collar workers kept rushing in to buy breakfast, and the automatic door kept repeating "Welcome" over and over again. When Zijin had already switched to her third cup of coffee, Xiao Zhiyuan's car appeared.

Sorry, you have proven your abilities over the past four years and should have been qualified for a higher position—although I have been selfishly keeping you by my side, even though you have been generously compensated. He paused, "Because Zijin feels compatible with you, I have consistently rejected the HR department's proposal to transfer you to the overseas department."

Xiao Zhiyuan breathed slightly and left her. Those narrow and slightly cool eyes gently closed, carrying the last trace of warmth. He finally let go of her, took a step back, and a hint of anxiety and coolness flashed in his eyes. The last words he uttered were resolute and firm: "Sang Zijin, let's get a divorce."

Since that night, Zijin has never seen Xiaozhiyuan again. The relevant divorce documents were fully represented by the lawyer. On the day of the interview, the lawyer explained to her in detail the distribution of property after the divorce.

His older brother always thought he was foolish, not doing such a profitable deal, yet secretly rejoicing. If he had agreed, now in the Xiaoshi Group, there would be no place for him to speak. Later, Zhiyuan went to Europe to find customers and secure orders by all means. After half a year, he really brought in a major client. Then he brought you back home, along with Lele. Just bring you back, but still hiding and guarding, afraid that the media outside will affect your lives-- Later, Zhiyuan went to Europe to find customers and secure orders by all means. After half a year, he really brought in a major client. Then he brought you back home, along with Lele. Just bring you back, but still hiding and guarding, afraid that the media outside will affect your lives--

The cream in the Frappuccino was already terrible, and the later ordered blueberry cheesecake was also a bit cloying. Eating too many sweets, but never feeling satisfied. Perhaps I should go buy something else? She was about to leave when she suddenly heard someone calling her at the door: "Zijin!"

What's wrong, sister-in-law?

Next, the financial experts began to talk confidently, roughly suggesting that Fang Jialing and Xiao Zhiyuan should have reached a private agreement... Zijin grew impatient and dialed Ling Yan's number directly. Without exchanging pleasantries, she asked straight away, "Are you, my sister, and Fang Jialing all classmates?"

No way!Half awake and half asleep, Zijin sat up in a panic and reached for her phone. She then dialed Fang Jialing's number.

Xiao Zhiyuan still didn't look at her, and only said to Iris, "If she doesn't want to leave, take her to the lounge first." Then he took Chen Pan and walked towards the building without looking back.

Ning Fei has always attached great importance to her image. With delicate makeup and high-quality branded Western-style clothing and handbags, it is evident at first glance that she exudes the air of a noble young lady. However, today she only glanced at Zijin and just made a "Hmm" sound, which can be considered as a greeting.

Mr. Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, took a few steps, and seemed to have calmed down a bit: "Xiao Zhiyuan, tell me, even if the acquisition is successful in the end, how will this matter end?"

Since that day, Zijin hasn't let her aunt come over to clean. The floor is covered with an invisible layer of dust that makes a rustling sound when stepped on. As soon as Zijin enters the house, she turns on all the lights and the TV to make the house feel lively. Only then does she sit on the sofa, holding a cup of warm water and staring into space.

Zijin still stood in place, washed away the smell of alcohol. Her bright and compelling eyes, under the light, with flawless fair skin, exuded a hint of moisture.

Think positively... How can she learn to do that?

After hesitating for a while, Zijin finally took the stack of documents, held a pen, and signed his name.

So, you're not going to fight for it anymore? Are you just going to give up on the empire you built with your own hands? Xiao Zhiyuan said calmly, "She is the granddaughter of the Fang family, and you have only raised her for four years. She... she will always go back to her biological father."

Do you know why I always target you, Zijin?" Ning Fei sighed softly, her bright nails resting on a plain mug, exuding a delicate and enchanting charm. "I just can't accept it. Why can the second son treat you so well? We have the same parents, so why is there such a big difference between the sons?"

Zijin had dinner at the coffee shop.

There's no need to explain, you can ask him if he's willing or not.As she slid on the swivel chair, she turned her back to the lawyer and refused to speak again.

The kettle in the kitchen rang. Xiao Zhiyuan made a cup of iced tea and brought it into the bedroom. He reached out to support her collar and she leaned against his chest, but she refused to speak. Xiao Zhiyuan simply grabbed her cheeks, forced her to open her mouth, poured a cup of water into it, and then let her go.

In the small meeting room, only Sang Zijin was left. Suddenly, she realized something very absurd:

In the lobby of Building 9, the drowsy security guard saw the two individuals and quickly pressed the elevator button. "By the way, Mr. Xiao, the mall has delivered a lot of things today, saying they were purchased by Mrs. Xiao. I'll bring them up to you later."

Then you wait, I'll bring it back.

Just transferred to the overseas department.

He casually closed the bathroom door, looked at the messy house, and went into the utility room to get cleaning supplies.

After washing up and changing clothes, Zijin was about to leave when she noticed a package on the table with her name written on it. However, it had already been opened, revealing a small box made of dark sandalwood.

Xiao Zhiyuan's voice was already impatient: "Don't listen to her."

He gently brushed her long hair and smiled: "After the divorce, don't do this again. Live a good life and don't make me worry."

Hello, you... Fang Yu still unwilling to leave, said angrily, "Tomorrow I will let Zijin come to live with me."

Perhaps... that's just because... the artist is the same person, right?

Lele is gone, what are you and Zijin going to do? The old man saw that he didn't answer and asked more specifically, "Can you continue to live on?"

Without saying a word, Zijin's mind was filled with various thoughts and distractions. However, she heard the other person casually say, "Actually, your sister passed away the year Fang Jialing was supposed to return to the country for development. But he didn't come back... It's a pity, my old classmate. He also had a hard time accepting the news of your sister's passing."

She was tongue-tied and couldn't say a word.

This time, he independently cleaned the room and it looked no different from when he moved in, unfortunately... ... He gave a bitter smile and thought, perhaps he won't need to come again in the future.

Xiao, is it worth treating her like this?'' She fidgeted with the wrinkles on her clothes, and finally spoke up, "You know, what's happening now is not something she can solve by shopping and venting."

Iris was somewhat surprised: "What did Zijin buy?"

As soon as Zijin grabbed the package, he rushed out and happened to intercept him when he got off the car.

Forever and ever, but only for a moment.

Iris, wait. 萧致远平静无澜ly shouted to her.

Almost simultaneously, at the Shangwei Building, Xiao Zhiyuan pressed the intercom on his desk.

In his hand, he held an open can of beer. On the surface of the aluminum can, numerous tiny droplets of cold water had condensed. The coolness penetrated from his palm to the depths of his heart, yet he only felt hot. He quickly finished the beer in a few sips, then sat down facing Zijin. Watching her take small bites of food, Xiaozhiyuan could clearly sense that she had little appetite. After only a few bites, she looked up and smiled, saying, "I feel a bit cold." Then she walked to the wall and adjusted the room temperature.

Only then did Zijin notice that her sister-in-law was also present. She felt a bit embarrassed to turn around and leave immediately, so she sat down and greeted her.

He had no choice but to seek instructions from Xiao Zhiyuan again.

She didn't think about anything, drove straight to the V Building, but at this time the gate was closed, and she wasn't an employee, so she couldn't even get into the garage. Zijin had to park on the side of the road, then found a 24-hour convenience store, ordered some Oden and a cup of coffee, and sat by the window.

When taking the last sip, Zijin choked. She supported herself with both hands on the bed, and looked at the person beside her with drunken eyes. Suddenly, she went crazy and grabbed the pillow next to her, smashing it over. Xiao Zhiyuan did not dodge, but stood straight there, slightly squinting his eyes, with a cold light flickering in his eyes.

Okay, where should we go? I happen to have something to ask you.

However, Xiao Zhiyuan did not give his father a simple "okay", he just turned and left.

However, Xiao Zhiyuan, she... is also your daughter. Zijin blinked her eyes, finally something that couldn't be held back anymore, fell down in a rush, hotly sliding down her skin, "You just sent her away like this... these four years... Is there no emotion between you?"

Fang Jialing was taken away. Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes flickered with a surge of emotions, "She is the eldest daughter of the Fang family, Fang Jialing will take good care of her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to this deal."

Ning Fei is somewhat inexplicable: "What?"

Sister, Upwe, Guangke, ESSE's huge order, Xiao Zhiyuan... Fang Jialing.

A few years later then. "Xiao Zhiyuan said lightly," The Fang family doesn't want too many people to know about this. They want to send Lele away for a few years. "He took a few steps forward, squatted down, gently wiped her tears, but his voice still lacked warmth: "Lele was never ours, let it go."

Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes are as deep as an abyss, and he said slowly, "A daughter."

In the deepest and darkest corner of the heart, the tiny flame that had been burning all along has finally been extinguished.

The lawyer went to the corridor. Zijin was absent-mindedly looking at the blue sky outside the window. After last night's heavy rain, it was particularly clear. She waited for a while, and the lawyer came in and handed his phone to Zijin: "Mr. Xiao wants to talk to you."

Finally, the city seems to have awakened and gradually become lively.

I always thought that this time I could really escape, but in fact, I was blind and have been stumbling in this cruel world. It is only by relying on the pity of others that I have barely survived until now.

Xiao Zhiyuan just stood there, with the sunlight outside the window shining through the tree shadows and filtering through several layers before entering the study, concealing his profile in silence.

Well. Zijin seems a bit absent-minded, so if she can't use it, she won't buy it... Moreover, the card given by Xiaozhiyuan should probably be usable.

After the coffee was served, Zijin stared at the small cup and suddenly said, "The prices of goods have really gone up."

The last trace of color drained from her face, but Zijin didn't realize that she had already stood up. She just stared at the man in front of her, the answer sinking and floating in her heart. However, she was unwilling to believe it, holding onto the last bit of hope. Her voice hoarse, she asked, "Who?"

The force of the recoil made my palms numb, instantly losing sensation. Zi Jin looked at this unyielding man, who gazed back at her without moving, his voice still chilling to the bone: "Sang Zijin, didn't I remind you that day? If you hadn't leaked the information to Fang Jialing, we wouldn't have had to come to this."

He took the initiative to say, "The lawyer has already told me. It mainly involves some equity that I hold, which is difficult to divide. I will let them handle it."

Zijin waved his hand quickly, didn't wait any longer, just went to the roadside to get his car and left without looking back.

Zijin was somewhat surprised. The news of her and Xiaozhiyuan's divorce had already been known by her elder brother and sister-in-law. Upon further thought, this might be for the best. If they couldn't be a family, they wouldn't have to endure each other's sarcasm and ridicule.

The old man suddenly fell silent.

After a while, a taxi drove to the entrance of the residential area. Two young women got out of the car, one of them supporting the other, stumbling as they walked inside.

With caution, Zijin pulled out the collar and took a quick glance, only to be stunned.

The young man smiled wryly and said, "You know too?"

She pursed her lips, didn't make a sound, just watched his bent back intently. In fact, he was still wearing a dress shirt and trousers, but the scene of dragging on the ground happened to him without any sense of violation - perhaps it was related to his always being extremely focused and serious when doing things.

Xiao Zhiyuan turned around and looked at her, with no hint of a smile: "At least for now, she is still my wife."

After not seeing each other for three days, she has lost another circle of weight, her complexion is not good, and there are two dark blue patches under her eyes. Obviously, she hasn't slept well. She looks at herself and hesitates to speak. Xiao Zhiyuan feels as if his heart has been pulled slightly, very subtly, but he is very clear - that is a kind of distinct pain. Pausing for a moment, he casually says, "Let's eat first."

Oh...you don't even know who I am...I'm Xu Hui. When we were in college, I was your junior, but you never noticed me.She gave a nearly empty smile, but her eyes were particularly hollow. "Every time you represented the school in a business simulation competition and stayed up all night preparing in the library...I would secretly prepare seafood porridge for you."

Sorry, the phone you dialed is already turned off.

How did you do it? After redoing it, Zijin pushed the food away and looked at him, asking, "Fang Jialing has no reason to give up the opportunity to oppose you in Donglin."

Coming and going, it really feels like playing house like a child. Through his hands, I don't know how many high-profile divorce cases have been handled, but none have left people speechless like this one. Finally, the lawyer, exhausted, said to Zijin, "Just sign it. If you don't want these things, why not donate them? Mr. Xiao said that if you don't accept them, he won't sign."

Connected but no one spoke. Xiao Zhiyuan vaguely heard the noisy sound from the other end of the phone. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Sang Zijin, where are you?"

His voice is somewhat tired, and somewhat unnatural: "Always busy."

Why did Xiao Zhiyuan never tell himself these inside stories? Zijin was speechless and felt a little uneasy in her heart, but also a bit amused: if a few days later, Ning Fei knew that she was also going to divorce, I wonder what her reaction would be.

The TV is still on, in the family drama the husband silently takes on all the household chores, while the wife accompanies their son for a nap. He stands awkwardly at the doorway, watching the man on TV rushing up and down, and unexpectedly feels a hint of envy in his heart. That noisy and financially tight family seems to be much happier than his own.

With such unwavering determination, I returned from abroad to apply for a position by his side, facing him with the most professional attitude, only for... ... to be able to see him every day; watching him love another woman so recklessly and wholeheartedly—unfortunately, the whole world knows that he loves her, but she treats him like a worn-out shoe.

The smile on Fang Yu's face froze, unlike usual. She didn't call him "brother-in-law". Instead, she gave a wary look at Xiao Zhiyuan and didn't let go of the hand holding Zi Jin's arm, confronting him.

Thank you. The answer from Zijin was instinctive. After a while, she realized another layer of meaning, "What?"

What can you give him? Zijin held her breath, but her heart beat faster and faster. The uneasiness was almost overflowing from her blood, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Until he was hoarse, he finally gave a cold laugh, pulled her up from the bed with force, disregarding her stepping on the vomit on the floor, and staggered into the bathroom.

Due to the loss of something precious, it was a childish sense of loss and stubbornness.

There is no Lele running around, nor Zijin's warm and gentle words. This apartment seems to have lost its former warmth and vitality. Xiao Zhiyuan just placed the food on the table when he saw Zijin walking out of the bedroom.

After four years of graduation, while many classmates were still struggling to save up for a down payment on a house, I, because of this brief marriage, entered the ranks of multi-millionaires.

She has nothing to do. Zijin replied somewhat unnaturally.

The idea in my mind is rapidly sprouting and growing, terrifying to the point where I can hardly bear it. Zijin walked out of the study with a numbness, and the TV in the living room happened to be playing financial news.

Immediately, someone came over and packaged up the clothes she had chosen. Zijin watched as the Miss entered the amount on the invoice, and suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction, as if selecting merchandise in this way could make her forget the fact that her heart had become empty.

Do you have time this afternoon?'' His voice was as usual, ''Let's talk."

When will the announcement of the ESSE orders be made?

Xiao Zhiyuan seemed to no longer want to look at Sang Zijin like this. He just threw the towel and clean clothes to her with a slight disgust, and said lightly, "Take a shower first."

Perhaps you don't know that before you married in, there were many people who hoped that Sun Mingru and Zhiyuan could get married, even their elders thought it was appropriate. As you know, Sun Mingru's grandfather is the founder of Guangchang. With the strength of the Sun family in the industrial field, the impact of this marriage is no less than the combination of my family and the Xiao family. If Zhiyuan agreed, he would not have to work so hard in these years and build his career step by step.

I don't want your things when I'm joking with you. She paused and her voice lowered, "I just wanted to ask, can't I even meet Lele?"

It's a lively and energetic Fang Yu.

Ning Fei felt that Zijin was a little distracted, so she took the initiative to order two cups of caramel latte. When the waiter was taking the order, Zijin suddenly said, "I want an espresso instead."

No.

When Xiao Zhuyuan caught his breath, he slowly said, "Dad, since Lele is not my daughter, she can't be considered as the granddaughter of the Xiao family."

Wait--

Mr. Fang hasn't been to work these days. Elle sensed something unusual and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need to see Mr. Fang about something? I can leave him a message for you."

With a slight smile on her pursed lips, she stood outside the French window, holding her phone, watching her own shadow being stretched long and thin.

Do you think you deserve to be taken care of with your current appearance, Lele? However, he showed no mercy and forcefully lifted her chin, forcing her to look directly at him. Sang Zijin, you are not a child anymore. What has this world taken away from you? With the way you are, let alone taking it back, you don't deserve to have it at all!

Oh, no need. I'll leave an address and you can help me deliver it home. Zijin shook her head and said, "I don't have a car."

I want to take her back to my house. She said she wants to go home... to see our daughter. Fang Yuleng looked coldly at Xiao Zhiyuan, "What? Are you still coming here?"

In the depths of desolate memories, a few clues gradually emerged. Xiao Zhiyuan looked at his assistant, with whom he had been together for four years, and recalled the time when he was studying abroad. It seemed that someone had secretly sent him supper. However, he was busy with his studies at that time and had many admirers, so he never paid attention to this girl.

Perhaps the effect of alcohol is slowly fading away. Suddenly, she felt a headache, so intense that it almost felt like her head was going to split open. In her blurred vision, this room, which used to be quiet and tidy, was now filled with unknown dust and a foul smell. If, if Lele comes back, will she still like it here?

Subin's eyebrows and eyes were calm and indifferent. He smiled lightly, not only with irony but also self-mockery, and put the card into the bag. "This is the only thing that can keep us connected."

This city is still enduring the scorching heat. From the moment you enter the building from the car, you can still feel the discomfort caused by the temperature difference. Xiao Zhiyuan opened the door and entered, and the silence inside the room was terrifying, with only the humming sound of the central air conditioning system.

However, after a long time, he raised his head again and saw that Iris had not left. She was staring at him with a strange expression, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

The faint cold smile seemed to be a sharp ice pick, gently piercing through, and the full-blown fresh blood oozed out, dyeing the eyes blood red. Zijin looked at his already blurred figure and asked softly, "So... can I still see Lele?"

She answered the phone, her voice faintly saying, "You finally decided to talk to me."

He greeted lightly: "Thank you for bringing her back."