After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Yan Niannian's face darkened.

I couldn't help but shudder.

At that moment, she felt goosebumps rising all over her body.

What did she do wrong?

I only made a point of calling Zhuo Yuchen because I noticed that cufflink and thought it was quite expensive.

Why would you make him feel so disgusted with you?

"Do you want those cufflinks or not? If not, I'll just throw them in the trash."

"Yes, yes! Niannian, I'm coming to find you right now!"

Before Yan Niannian could hang up, Zhuo Yuchen hurriedly spoke.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yuchen walked to the mirror next to him.

He stood still, looked at his hair carefully in the mirror, and then checked his white shirt.

After confirming that there were no problems and that his Nian Nian wouldn't dislike him, Zhuo Yuchen grabbed his suit jacket draped over the chair, turned around and left in a hurry.

He completely ignored Yan Ziming, who was lying on the ground.

From beginning to end, Zhuo Yuchen didn't even glance at her.

"damn it!"

Yan Ziming clenched her fists in anger and slammed them hard against the ground again and again.

He vented his dissatisfaction like a madman.

Her face was ashen, and her features were twisted and ferocious.

Extremely terrifying!

She had been so good to Zhuo Yuchen, giving him her whole heart.

But why?

Why is Yan Niannian, that bitch, the only person in Zhuo Yuchen's eyes and heart?

I come from a noble family, how am I inferior to her?

"Miss Zimo, are you... alright?" Just then, the butler knocked on the door. "Do you need any help?"

Yan Zimo froze.

Then, she fiercely wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

She was a noble lady from a prestigious family, and she absolutely could not let the servants of the Zhuo family watch the spectacle.

no way!

Thinking of this, Yan Ziming struggled to get up from the ground.

"Phew!" After taking a deep breath and calming herself down, she quickly walked to the door and slammed it shut.

"..."

The housekeeper was completely unprepared.

He subconsciously took a step back, caught off guard, and looked at Yan Ziming with some helplessness.

"I'm fine!"

After awkwardly squeezing out those three words through gritted teeth, Yan Ziming deliberately maintained her composure and walked away.

……

After descending the stairs, Yan Zimo arrived at the lobby.

At this moment, little Zhuo Xuan was lying on the coffee table, intently fiddling with something.

They were very serious.

Therefore, he didn't notice the footsteps behind him at all, and naturally didn't turn around.

Yan Zimo paused in her steps.

He immediately felt unhappy again.

hateful!

Even a child dares to slight her. No wonder she has that lowly blood of Yan Niannian flowing through her veins. She really knows how to treat people differently based on their status.

Feeling displeased, Yan Ziming took another extra look.

Suddenly, I noticed the word "Mom" written on a pretty piece of colored paper that Zhuo Xuan was holding under his elbow.

"Mother?"

Yan Ziming frowned, and immediately took it to heart.

She turned and walked towards the coffee table.

"Xuanxuan, what are you busy with? Can Auntie take a look?" Yan Ziming said, sitting down next to Zhuo Xuan.

Zhuo Xuan didn't think much of it.

This is a good opportunity to ask her how she did.

If there are any shortcomings, he can correct them in time.

"Auntie, look, isn't it pretty?" Zhuo Xuan tilted his head and asked, holding up his handmade craft to Yan Ziming.

Yan Zimo stared intently.

What an exquisite diamond painting!

A mother and child are snuggling together affectionately.

Brightly colored and with a warm meaning.

Next to it were written, "Mom, I love you," "Can you forgive me?" and "From now on, I will definitely listen to you."

Yan Ziming's expression immediately turned sour.

She gritted her teeth and tentatively asked, "Xuanxuan, why did you make this painting..."

"It's for Mom!" Zhuo Xuan eagerly took the initiative, his young face full of joy. "Mother's Day is in a couple of days, and I want to give Mom a surprise."

"I was so immature before, and I made my mother sad."

"I will never do that again."

Zhuo Xuan's attention was completely focused on his work, and he didn't notice the sinister glint in Yan Ziming's eyes.

Her hands, which were resting on her knees, slowly tightened.

The knuckles turned white from being squeezed, making a cracking sound.

OK!

Yan Niannian, that bitch, really has some tricks up her sleeve.

What underhanded methods were used to cause such a dramatic change in Zhuo Xuan's attitude?

She underestimated her!

Do you want a loving mother and filial son?

snort!

dream!

With her eyes slightly lowered and head bowed, Yan Ziming's eyes darted around when she suddenly remembered someone.

Xiao Jun.

She had been keeping an eye on the orphanage, so she naturally knew that Yan Niannian had sent the girl away.

I also know how resentful he looked when he was forced to leave.

Even a fool would know that he must have been extremely cruel to Yan Niannian.

With a cold laugh, Yan Ziming immediately hatched a vicious plan.

……

Zhuo Yuchen arrived at the orphanage.

But when he tried to enter Yan Niannian's dormitory, he found that the door was locked.

"..."

Helpless, Zhuo Yuchen could only stand downstairs, calling Yan Niannian's name over and over again like a silly boy.

I hope she'll let me in.

But to everyone's surprise, several minutes passed without any response.

Because Yan Niannian wasn't in the dormitory at that time.

She thought Zhuo Yuchen wouldn't be here so soon, so she grabbed a towel and went to the shower room to take a shower.

At this moment, two onlookers peeked out from behind the tree.

Zhang Xintong and He Xue.

The two stood together, each holding a large apple, watching the show with great interest while crunching on the thick flesh of their apples.

"Hey! Senior, guess how long it will take before Niannian finally talks to Zhuo Yuchen?" Zhang Xintong nudged He Xue with her elbow.

He Xue said, "Don't worry! It definitely won't be that fast. We still have a lot to see!"

"Hehe! That's good!"

Zhang Xintong was relieved.

He Xue and He Xue exchanged a glance, both revealing a sly smile.

The two were birds of a feather.

They are Yan Niannian's best friends.

At the same time, he was also her "frenemy".

They especially love watching this drama of a wife chasing after her husband through a crematorium.

Especially the intense sense of loss felt by Zhuo Yuchen, falling from a high position to the dust, kneeling humbly at Yan Niannian's feet, like a helpless big wolfhound.

Wagging its tail and begging for Yan Niannian's forgiveness.

Gee!

That damn feeling of being broken is so pathetic!

It makes you feel all itchy inside.

It's like watching him get turned around and brutally ravaged by Yan Niannian.

This is incredible! It's so much more exciting than the best movies ever made.

That's a kind of fun that money can't buy!

While the two women were engrossed in watching, they were completely unaware that a figure was approaching them from behind.

The other person landed lightly and slowly.

Therefore, it did not attract the attention of Zhang Xintong and He Xue at all.