A woman who is not ruthless will not have a stable position.

  She thought she would never bring up that night again, but at this moment, she casually mentioned it. That night, when she quietly opened the door and saw her husband entwined with a woman on the bed, she was shocked, heartbroken, and didn't even have the courage to look at the woman's face. She silently turned around and left, pretending that nothing had happened, only because she deeply loved this man and wanted to maintain their marriage. In the end, all she got in return was his coldness and a sentence saying he never loved her.

  "If you don't love me, why did you want to marry me?" The most painful doubt hidden in her heart was finally spoken out, but she couldn't control the trembling of her voice.

  He raised his icy gaze and stared at her, without revealing a hint of emotion.

  "Because you are Shen Yanyi's daughter." He narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, as if answering a very simple question.

  And the answer is right here, straightforward and true, piercing to the heart with cruel ruthlessness, Shen Xiangyu suppressed the sourness that surged up to her chest.

  "You still don't seem to understand the situation, Shen Xinyu. You're too naive, almost stupid." Lu Qirui's eyes turned cold as he stared at her pale face, saying slowly: "You look like this now, it really surprises me. The once high-spirited and proud rich girl has become such a lowly bar girl."

  The sarcastic tone made Shen Xiangyu's face pale, she turned her head and met his gaze: "What I do has nothing to do with Mr. Lu anymore, does it?"

  After he could say such inhumane words without batting an eye, they were no longer related, so why did she need to explain.

  Lu Qi Rui grasped her hand, his face visibly seething with anger, but Shen Xiangyu kept telling herself to be strong in her heart, and she met his gaze once again.

  "Mr. Lu, you are now at most just my ex-husband Shen Xinyu, anything I do has nothing to do with you since four years ago."

  Although she told herself to be strong and thought she had become numb, at this moment, her heart still ached endlessly. She was just someone he didn't love; during that time, every night was spent fighting against memories. Now she only hoped that he wouldn't come to touch her pain.

  Although it hurts, in front of him, Shen Xiangyu straightened her back, she didn't want to be that little woman who used to center everything around him.

  Lu Qi Rui looked at her expression, and for a moment, he was stunned. His hand suddenly tightened, and the next second, he violently pushed her away, turning around coldly and leaving.

  Watching his disappearing back, Shen Xiangyu leaned weakly against the cold wall behind her, as if she had just used up her last bit of strength.

  The night wind blows in this quiet night, ruthlessly sweeping across her face, and under the lamplight, it looks so pale. People say that everything will pass with the wind, but I don't know if the heartache at this moment will also pass with the wind.

  She lifted her head and gazed at the starry sky. In these few years, she had never had the chance to see such a vast night sky, which was originally so beautiful.

  At such a quiet moment, her heart was filled with subtle pain. She raised her head, opened her eyes wide and gazed at the beautiful night sky. With some intoxication, she began to speak incoherently.

  "Look at you, look at what you've become now!" A thin finger pointed towards the sky and shouted sternly: "Don't cry!"

  Wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes, she kept telling herself not to cry, but the tears just kept gushing out.

  "Do you know, the cheapest thing is tears. Don't cry, you already anticipated it, why still care? Why still care about what others say, why still shed tears for that man who doesn't love you? Her heart still hurts so much, she seems to not have enough courage to face all this."

  Shen Xiangyu, you're really useless!

  She is useless, the courage just now, the strength just now, at this moment burst, she let herself have a good cry.

  "Xīn yǔ, what's wrong?" Qin Jie, with a pale face, rushed out and looked at Xīn yǔ who was in tears. She went forward and hugged her, "Did that person bully you?"

  "What capital do I still have for him to waste his energy bullying me, I'm fine."

  Shen Xiangyu left Qin Jie's arms, telling her at the same time as herself that she was fine, really fine.

  Qin Jie looked at her tear-stained face and laughed as he scolded: "You often scold me, now it's my turn to scold you, silly woman!"

  Stupid woman, she is thoroughly stupid.

  "Don't cry, let's go get some supper." Qin Jie patted her shoulder, she nodded, and the two were about to leave when Qin Jie's stomach suddenly hurt, clutching her belly and squatting on the ground. Shen Xiangyu quickly supported her, seeing that she had turned pale, immediately called a taxi to take them to the hospital.

  At this time, a black luxury private car drove past and brushed against the taxi they were sitting in.

  Inside the car, he sat in a black leather chair with his nearly 1.9-meter-tall frame bent, his long legs stacked on top of each other, elegant as a leopard, and his deep facial features were as exquisite as those of a Greek god. However, between his eyebrows, there was a hint of profound introversion, and under his eyelashes, his eyes shone brightly as he read the documents in his hand.

  He is Xiao Moen, a figure who has shaken Wall Street in recent years. No one knows his background or origin, only that he has achieved what he has today, including taking over as CEO of the Zhuyue Group, all based on his ability. But as for why he chose to leave America and come to Hong Kong, this is something that leaves people puzzled.

  Inside the car, apart from him, there were two men and one woman, all of whom had come with him from the US as assistants and would take up positions at the Zhōu Yuè Group. Amy sat beside him, looking at her notebook, making a brief report in simple words.