A big-bellied woman passed by Zhou Xiaoxuan with a smirk: "Humph, look at you, you barren hen. Just bla your own belly for being unproductive..."
The two went out, brushing past Yan Xixi.
Zhou Xiaoxuan’s ex-husband saw Yan Xixi and was montarily startled. But he quickly supported the big-bellied woman and walked away.
Yan Xixi walked in, and the sales assistants imdiately dispersed.
Xu Xiaoya helped Zhou Xiaoxuan up from the floor. Zhou Xiaoxuan cried so much that her makeup was smudged: "I don’t want to live anymore... I really feel like dying is better than living..."
She said calmly: "Let’s go to the office."
"It’s over. My entire life is over..."
"What should I do in the future... I’m really afraid I’ll ruin my life..."
Yan Xixi said coolly: "It’s just a divorce, the sky won’t fall."
"You’re so dismissive because it’s not happening to you."
Xu Xiaoya said: "Xixi broke up too. I also broke up back then, and it was worse than yours. You can still get over three million, while I owed over thirty thousand at that ti..."
"How can Yan Xixi be compared to us? Even if she broke up, she’s got such a large franchise from the Third Young Master, has a house and a car, and will never worry about food or drink. Plus, she’s soon going to Harvard, with a bright future ahead—finding a man even better than the Third Young Master is not a dream. Of course, you wouldn’t be sad. But , can I compare to you?"
Zhou Xiaoxuan kept crying, pouring her heart out.
After finally sending her away, Yan Xixi felt utterly upset. Seriously, if you constantly interact with negative people, you’ll get infected by their negativity. Her mood was down for the entire day.
Xu Xiaoya walked out of work with her, and couldn’t help but speak softly: "The Third Young Master is really going to marry Rina?"
She said coolly: "Who knows."
"Sigh, I always felt the Third Young Master wasn’t like that. Didn’t expect all n to be so unreliable."
She remained unfazed: "It’s nothing, you heard Zhou Xiaoxuan, right? I’m about to head to Harvard, where handso guys are a di a dozen."
Xu Xiaoya forced a smile: "True, it’s a gathering of the world’s top elites, no worries."
At this mont, a person walked over quickly, excitent evident: "Yan Xixi..."
Xu Xiaoya chuckled silently.
See, the Cambridge Ph.D. is here.
Li Zhen was very pleasantly surprised: "I always thought you left, didn’t expect you’re still in the country... I’m so happy..."
Yan Xixi smiled: "Have you eaten yet?"
He was taken aback.
"Didn’t you say last ti you wanted to treat to a al? Let’s go, I’m available now."
Li Zhen couldn’t believe it, but once he realized, his face bead with happiness: "That’s great, I know a really nice restaurant..."
He turned to Xu Xiaoya: "Why don’t your friend co along too?"
Xu Xiaoya imdiately said: "I won’t be the third wheel."
Li Zhen was of course pleased, imdiately going to open the car door.
Li Zhen drove a very ordinary Audi from ho, it was his father’s car. Sitting in this old car suddenly made Yan Xixi feel very grounded.
Luxury cars worth millions, villas, first-class hotels—everything was too good and felt unreal. Like a dream, you wake up, and it’s particularly disappointing...
Just like the sll coming from this old car, evoking an era, it made people feel clear-minded, like the environnt they are in.
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