No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

Xu Xiangjun was a good cook; Yue Chuheng ate every last bite of the food she made.

"I'll wash the dishes." The moment Xu Xiangjun picked up the plate, her other hand touched her fingertips. She quickly withdrew her hand, her eyes darting away from that gaze.

"It's alright, I'll take care of it. It's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest."

"Okay." Having known him for less than three days, she was still a little unaccustomed to the situation. Xu Xiangjun didn't know what to do, so she went back to her room and sat on the edge of the bed. It looked like a newly purchased vintage women's dressing table, with many skincare products on it, all of which looked very expensive.

Xu Xiangjun sat at the foot of the bed, lost in thought. She recalled the heartbroken Ayan chasing after her in the car, and her heart ached slightly.

She didn't know if what she thought was for Ayan's good was truly for his good, but... if she kept Ayan by her side, what could she possibly give him in return?

As she grew up, she feared that Ayan would hate her.

I can't give him everything he wants.

She wasn't a good mother; she couldn't give him a complete family. But at least when he grew up, because he was a child of the Shen family, he would have enough to eat and wear and wouldn't be bullied.

His starting point already surpassed that of most people.

When he grows up, he will understand that nothing is more important than power and status.

This is something that so many people dream of.

Some things are things that many ordinary people can't achieve even after a lifetime of hard work and struggle.

Some things are either present or absent at birth.

My momentary ruthlessness was all for his own good.

Xu Xiangjun could only endure the pain of separation from her son and part ways with him, but at least she could still stay by his side in other ways.

Since she has decided to sever all ties with the Shen family and start a new life at the dock, she will never return to the Shen family, which he finds repulsive.

Xu Xiangjun took a shower, letting her long hair down. She wore a light-colored Chinese-style cross-collar nightgown with a belt around her waist. After drying her hair, she sat by the window and waited for him for a while. After a moment of calm, she realized that in this large master bedroom, there was only her pillow. She also didn't see any of his clothes in the separate wet and dry dressing room.

After Yue Chuheng finished processing some documents, he began grading the papers of graduate students. He took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose. When another message popped up, he looked up and saw a slender and graceful figure that had appeared outside the door at some unknown time.

Xu Xiangjun stood outside the study door, which was not closed. "It's already... eleven o'clock. I've prepared a bath for you. Go and rest."

"I've moved your blankets back to the master bedroom."

"Come and live with us."

"Now that we're married, I'll live a good life with you."

After saying these words, Xu Xiangjun didn't know if he took them seriously or if he believed them at all, but from the moment their marriage was settled, she wouldn't think about anything else except her current husband and Ayan.

After she returned to her room, she left only a quilt behind. His clothes were slowly moved from the guest room into the master bedroom and hung together with her clothes.

Find a set of pajamas, fold them neatly, and place them in the bathroom where you can change clothes.

After doing all this, Xu Xiangjun walked out of the bathroom and saw the man in the room, who was unbuttoning his shirt.

She stepped forward naturally, extending her hand, "Let me do it..."