Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

Qian Sanhuan was overjoyed to receive the one million that had just been deposited into his account. He couldn't have been happier.

With immense gratitude, Qian San finally saw Wei Lin to the door, completely unaware of the disdain that surfaced in Wei Lin's eyes.

The item that Wei Lin took away was extremely old, but Qian San only thought it was a bit pretty and didn't think much of it.

One day, when the destitute Qian San saw the item being auctioned off at a high price, he fell into deep regret.

But let's leave that aside for now and focus on the present.

Having lived for over fifty years, Qian San was used to spending lavishly; a million yuan could only last him a little over half a month.

Thinking of Wei Lin's appraisal results on the items sold by Li Bing, Qian San trusted Li Bing even more. So far, Li Bing had not lied to Qian San.

Qian San approached Li Bing again, asking him to help him sell all the items he had.

"Li Bing, please help me sell it as soon as possible, but I don't want to sell it at a loss. Please help your brother Qian this time."

Li Bing nodded in agreement, and the task of conveniently adding links for promotion would not waste any time.

Collectibles are often priceless, with very few actual buyers.

The poor struggle to even eat and drink, let alone afford to buy anything worth three thousand.

Qian San understood this principle and did not urge Li Bing too much.

The only way to solve the current problems is to look for solutions elsewhere.

Qian San stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the items scattered all over the place with a worried expression.

"By the way, I can ask Zhou Xinyao for a favor. Didn't we just make a deal? Considering our past cooperation, she'll definitely be able to help me!"

In his quest to make money, Qian San had some truly outlandish ideas, even attempting to get Zhou Xinyao to invest in his company.

It was already quite late, and Qian San didn't want to disturb Zhou Xinyao's rest by calling too late, so he had to give up for the time being.

The next morning, Qian San, with dark circles under his eyes, forced himself to open his eyes, picked up his phone, and dialed Zhou Xinyao's number.

Zhou Xinyao was fast asleep, having had a long and tiring night. Bai Yuechen, for some reason, had been crying and making a fuss all night.

The phone kept ringing, but Qian San's call didn't wake Zhou Xinyao, who was supposed to answer it. Instead, it woke up Xiao Song, who was sleeping on the other bed.

Xiao Song also stayed with Zhou Xinyao to take care of Bai Yuechen all night, and didn't go to sleep until dawn.

Quietly getting up, Xiao Song didn't want Zhou Xinyao to be woken up by the sudden ringing of her phone, so she helped Zhou Xinyao pick up the phone to see who was calling.

If it were Bai Yunchuan calling, Xiao Song would be even happier, as that would give her a chance to talk to him.

However, in the end, Xiao Song was still disappointed.

On Zhou Xinyao's phone screen, the words "Qian San" were displayed.

As soon as Xiao Song saw Qian San's name appear, he wished he could immediately throw the phone he was holding aside.

With a silent sigh, Xiao Song could only raise his hand and pat Zhou Xinyao's shoulder.

"Madam, Madam, your phone is ringing. The caller is Qian San."

Xiao Song also wanted to upset Zhou Xinyao, so she didn't answer or hang up the phone without permission.

Zhou Xinyao was half-awake, squinting at the direction the sound was coming from, when the incessant ringing of her cell phone reached her ears.

"Qian San? Why is he calling so early?"

Zhou Xinyao, the female lead, was extremely confused.

Now that the transaction between her and Qian San has ended with the exchange of contracts, Zhou Xinyao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly sat up in bed.

"This Qian San, is he trying to break off the deal? Does he intend to return all the items and breach the contract?"

Zhou Xinyao muttered to herself, her mind racing, trying to figure out why Qian San had called.

In any case, you shouldn't leave your phone ringing all the time, as it could very well wake up a sleeping child.

Heaven knows how difficult it was for Bai Yuechen to sleep last night. Zhou Xinyao was terrified and quickly pressed the answer button on her phone.

As soon as the call was answered, Qian San's annoying voice came through.

“Dear Mrs. Bai, I am Qian San. Do you remember me?”

Qian San greeted everyone with a smile on the other end of the phone, completely oblivious to Zhou Xinyao, who was standing there dumbfounded, holding her phone.

Hearing Qian San speak, Zhou Xinyao could tell from his tone that he didn't seem to be looking for trouble.

"Brother Qian, why are you calling so early in the morning? Is there something wrong with the goods I gave you? Are you here specifically to confront me?"

Zhou Xinyao asked tentatively, clearly wanting to gain an advantageous position in this phone call.

Qian San's voice still carried a smile as he readily answered Zhou Xinyao's question.

"Oh dear, Mrs. Bai, how could there be something wrong with your things?"

Qian San denied Zhou Xinyao's suspicions.

Zhou Xinyao continued to ask questions.

"Since that's the case, Brother Qian, are you looking to buy the remaining items I have?"

In Zhou Xinyao's memory, although Qian San's economic strength was not as good as the Bai family, he was still considered a wealthy family.

Upon hearing this, Qian San gave a wry smile.

Currently, Qian San only has one million yuan in liquid cash to spend. His company has long been operating at a loss, with no money coming in and even having to pay out of pocket.

Thinking about when he would be able to sell what he had, Qian San could only place his hopes on Zhou Xinyao.

Zhou Xinyao is the wife of the president of Bai's Enterprise, and she has countless riches. If Qian San were to seek investment from Zhou Xinyao, it might be possible to revive his company.

"Mrs. Bai, the reason I called you today is because I need to ask you for a favor."

Zhou Xinyao listened to Qian San speaking on the other end of her hand without giving any reply.

Qian San paused for a moment, then mustered his courage and continued.

"Could I ask Mrs. Bai to come out? There are some things I'd like to discuss with you."

Zhou Xinyao, with a cold face, was very dissatisfied with Qian San's cryptic behavior and spoke in a low voice.

"I don't have time right now. If your matter isn't urgent, Brother Qian, we can meet and talk later."

"I have other things to do. If there are no other questions, I'll hang up now."

In Zhou Xinyao's mind, there was no need to give Qian San face.

Qian San was anxious, afraid that Zhou Xinyao would really hang up the phone.

Zhou Xinyao is Qian San's only hope at the moment.

"Mrs. Bai, wait a minute! I...I want you to invest in my company!"