After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

Shen Yao took the envelope with both hands and roughly counted the contents.

Thirty thousand.

She felt it was too much and wanted to return part of the money.

The housekeeper, however, resolutely refused.

"Young Master Chengxi is unsociable at school, and no one wants to play with him. Since you came to our home to keep him company, Young Master Chengxi has become much more cheerful. The second young master said that this 30,000 yuan is what you deserve. Nothing is more important than letting the child grow up healthy and happy. What do you think, Miss Shen?"

Since the housekeeper had already put it so clearly, Shen Yao felt that it would be pretentious to refuse again.

She said thank you very seriously.

Summer vacation is fast approaching, and many students are leaving school one after another.

Shen Yao finally had some free time. She packed her school clothes and blankets into a small suitcase, took a bus back to her old apartment.

Just as she was about to open the apartment door, she heard the sound of high heels stepping on cheap tiles behind her.

The footsteps grew more hurried, and Shen Yao subconsciously turned her head, only to see a wealthy woman in her fifties, carrying a Xiang family handbag, walking towards her angrily.

"Hehe, Shen Yao! I've finally waited for you."

Shen Yao quickly entered the door code. As soon as the door opened, she pushed her suitcase into the room and slipped inside.

As she was about to close the door, the lady disregarded her decorum and rushed forward, quickly bracing the door with both hands.

"Shen Yao, I'm talking to you! Don't you have any manners?! You're supposed to be a university professor!"

"Auntie, go ahead and say it. I'll give you five minutes." Shen Yao glanced at her phone; it was 4:30 PM.

"Hey, you little rascal, what's wrong? You got dumped by Tianyou and your temper has gotten worse?" The middle-aged lady felt like she'd punched a twisted dough when she saw Shen Yao's indifferent expression. "No wonder, even though Tianyou is married, he still can't forget my Yingying."

Shen Yao glanced at the time on her phone again and squeezed out a sentence without expression.

"3 minutes and 10 seconds left."

"You?!" The middle-aged woman's eyes widened in disbelief. "Shen Yao, I don't want to waste any more words with you! Be smart and stay away from Gu Tianyou. If you need money, I can give you some, is 50 enough?"

Shen Yao glanced at her phone. "Two minutes left."

The middle-aged lady grew anxious and strained her hands even harder.

However, how could her strength compare to Shen Yao's, who had trained in Sanda and Judo?

The door closed slowly.

The middle-aged woman, as if her flesh had been torn apart, said, "One million? Is that enough?"

Shen Yao sneered: "Auntie, one million? Are you trying to fob me off with a beggar? Is this all the prestigious Ye family can offer?"

"A million is a fortune for a little beggar like you from an orphanage! Shen Yao, don't play dumb with me! I dare say, even if you live another 50 years, you still won't earn that much money!"

In order to break Shen Yao both physically and mentally, the middle-aged noblewoman had already found out everything about Shen Yao's background.

In this materialistic age, people of a certain status should be matched with people of a certain status. A child like Shen Yao, who was born into poverty, should marry a man from a poor background.

After hearing what the middle-aged noblewoman said, Shen Yao smiled, her face revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

“Some live in high-rises, some in deep ditches; some shine brightly, some are covered in rust. I think your Ye family is rotten to the core. There are gods watching over us; one day, I will find that surveillance video and clear my name.”