Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Zhengting quietly sat on the sofa for the whole night.
In the still of the night, a depressive air permeated the whole room.
He took out a cigarette, intending to smoke it, but then threw it onto the table after the urge left him.
He picked up his laptop, intending to get some work done, but realized that he wasn’t processing anything he was reading.
Eventually, he simply sat on the sofa, doing nothing… but think of her.
He thought of her.
Even though she was just next door in the guest bedroom, every cell in his body was calling out for her, driving him crazy.
He suddenly stood up, left the master bedroom, and went to the corridor to stare at the guest bedroom. In the end, he headed to the study room.
Opening the drawer, he took out a passport and an identification card — the ones that Lin Xi’er had lost, the ones that belonged to Zhuang Nainai.
Perhaps she had no sense of security, or maybe she never wanted to be Gu Qingyan… Zhuang Nainai had never canceled her identification card.
She was radiant and upbeat-looking in the photo on her identification card, seemingly full of energy like the sun.
Si Zhengting stared at the identification card, narrowing his eyes. Finally, he stood up, sighing as he put the identification card and the passport into the safe.
Even though he had no rebuttal and had no idea as to how to get her to forgive him, he knew he couldn’t let her go. Whatever the case, he had to keep her here first, at the very least.
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After speaking, Zhuang Nainai ran out of the master bedroom. The moment the door closed, she felt as if she was on the verge of collapsing.
She was really going to collapse.
Her body feeling as if all her strength had been sucked out, she walked back into the guest bedroom like a corpse.
Dropping herself down onto the bed, she hugged the blankets as she thought of her proposal for divorce. Instantly, sadness and pain engulfed every inch of her body, and she found it hard to breathe.
But she didn’t want her life to be like this any longer. She had her own goals and aspirations in life.
Biting her lips, she was unable to hold back any longer. Hugging the sheets, she began bawling her eyes out.
She knew that she was on the cusp of losing the one thing that was most important to her in her life, so she let herself cry.
She let herself cry it all out.
But only until six in the morning.
Because she still had to go to work and earn the 200,000 dollars before going overseas to find Mother Zhuang.
The night was destined to be a sleepless one for the two of them.
The next day, as light filtered into the bedroom, Zhuang Nainai told herself, “Let everything stop here once and for all!”
A new day, a new beginning!
She took a deep breath and got out of bed. It was only after patting her eyes with cold water in the bathroom and ensuring that her eyes were less swollen that she walked out and put on the clothes she had brought over from the master bedroom the night before. Tying her hair up in a ponytail, she looked at the mirror then patted her face. Sticking out her fist, she said to herself, “Zhuang Nainai, go for it!”
Walking out of the room, she was just about to go down the stairs when she spotted Si Zhengting dressed in a suit, his face cold and indifferent as if the events of the night before had no effect on him.
Zhuang Nainai lowered her head, avoiding his gaze. Just as she moved past him toward the staircase, she heard Si Zhengting’s voice. “Zhuang Nainai, let’s talk.”
