Cheng Qingchong stood frozen, staring at a streetlight for a long time without moving. A wind gathered, blowing Qin Yinan"s name card in the air. It fluttered and twirled before eventually landing beside Cheng Qingchong"s feet.

Cheng Qingchong then pulled her gaze back to turn to the ground. Using the streetlight, she could see the content of the card clearly.

Chen Yang—Secretary.

She clearly knew his personal number, and he knew hers as well. They obviously knew each other, but he told her to refer to his secretary instead if she had anything to discuss with him. If this was not a way for him to clarify the state of their relations.h.i.+p, she really didn"t know what was…

…

Cheng Qingchong returned to her office, and after placing Qin Yinan"s card in her desk drawer, she threw herself into her work. Cheng Qingchun busied herself with the clients until 3 am. Her colleagues were drained, and some of them collapsed directly onto their desks.

The office was quiet. Cheng Qingchong held her face in her hands, and she stared silently out the darkened window.

This was a habit that she had formed after her divorce to Qin Yinan. Whenever she found herself with free time on her hand, she would turn toward a random direction and s.p.a.ce out. It would always end the same way, with the threat of tears coming to her eyes.

Cheng Qingchong raised her hands to rubs her face to prevent the tears from forming. She grabbed her phone, stood up silently, and went to the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, Cheng Qingchong received another message from her mother. They were picture messages of male wallets and watches. "Qingchun, I hear from my friends that these are all internationally-famous brands, how about I buy one for Yinan?"

Gucci and Hermes. Indeed, these were internationally renowned brands, and one would cost her parents one whole year"s worth of their retirement funds.

Cheng Qingchong felt something catching in her throat. She took a deep breath to calm herself before typing a reply. "It"s not necessary. He has all this stuff already. Please don"t waste money."

"What are you talking about? This is not a waste of money. Your father has specifically reminded me to buy a present for Yinan… Qingchong, what do you think of the second watch? The salesgirl told me it"s the latest model, and it"s limited edition," her mother replied via a voice message.

"It"s too expensive," Cheng Qingchong replied.

She was about to add more when her mother"s next voice message came. "It"s not that expensive. Furthermore, Yinan has his own company now; it won"t look good if it"s too cheap, right?

"Don"t worry, we have some savings. As long as you two are happy, money is not that important.

"Furthermore, when you got married, didn"t Yinan"s mother given you a bangle? According to your father, that piece is worth tens of thousands, so of course, we will need to repay the kindness accordingly…"

Her mother continued to send in a series of voicemails, and the last one was… "Okay, I"ve bought it already. Please don"t tell Yinan about it, I want it to be a surprise!"

Afraid that it might worry them, Cheng Qingchong hadn"t told her parents about her divorce.

Every time they called her, they would inquire about Qin Yinan. She had always been an obedient child, so they bought her lies easily, and they believed she had been living a happy, married life in Beijing.

Her parents came from normal background, and her family really didn"t have a lot of savings. The only reason they were willing to splurge so much on Qin Yinan was because of her.