Chapter 4 Only those who are loved have a reliable support.

The elevator was spacious, and a large group of people entered, all flattering Zhu Jin. No one noticed that there was someone else in the corner.

Someone joked, "I heard that President Zhu recently invested in an architectural design studio?"

Shen Shuangmiao paused slightly.

Zhu Jin hummed in agreement: "It's not an investment, it's just helping out."

The man was puzzled and was about to ask again when his companion nudged him.

"This is because you're out of the loop, isn't it? The owner of this studio is Miss Zhou Wu."

Everyone exchanged knowing smiles.

"Miss Zhou is truly remarkable. She studied finance abroad from a young age, and upon returning, she stepped out of her comfort zone to engage in architectural design, personally handling round after round of fundraising. She truly embodies the demeanor of a lady from a distinguished family!"

"President Zhu didn't get involved much, just invested a little 20 million, and those investors immediately sensed the opportunity and came over. They have a keen business sense."

In such a small space, even speaking echoes, making it difficult for Shen Shuangmiao not to hear clearly.

She couldn't help but peer through the crowd to see Zhu Jin's back.

Since returning to the Zhu family as its heir, Zhu Jin's wealth has been accumulating rapidly.

Investing 20 million to support a studio is just a small favor to him.

However, their jointly run studio has been abandoned for several years, and Zhu Jin has never provided any funds for investment or operation.

Ultimately, it all comes down to people being different.

Those you don't love and those you do love should naturally be treated differently.

Shen Shuangmiao turned her gaze back.

They were almost at the floor she was going to, and everyone was still talking about it.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Everyone in the architectural design circle is curious about Ms. Zhou's studio's first project. Mr. Zhu, you have a lot of connections and resources, will you introduce them to Ms. Zhou?"

Zhu Jin paused.

The elevator happened to be out of service as well.

"Excuse me, please let me through," Shen Shuangmiao reminded the people in front of her.

A gentle voice rang out, and everyone looked at Shen Shuangmiao curiously, as if they had just realized there was another person in the elevator.

Zhu Jin glanced at it as well.

Shen Shuangmiao seemed not to see his presence, and her eyes remained calm and undisturbed as she brushed past him.

Just as she squeezed to the elevator entrance, she suddenly heard Zhu Jin speak.

"meeting."

It was as if those words were spoken to her.

The warm breath fell on the back of her neck, and Shen Shuangmiao froze.

Someone was taken aback: "President Zhu, what can you do?"

"I will support Zhou Wu's studio and invest in it," Zhu Jin said casually.

As Shen Shuangmiao left, the elevator doors behind her closed immediately.

She stood in the quiet corridor, a hint of loneliness flashing in her eyes.

Since she married Zhu Jin, Zhu Jin has never cared about the fate of the studio.

With investment and resources now being provided, given his capabilities, Zhou Wu's studio will likely be among the top three in the industry within just two months.

After divorcing Zhu Jin, she still had to attend a classmate reunion late at night to network and recruit employees, even though her studio hadn't received a single order.

So this is what it feels like to have no one to protect you.

Like duckweed, drifting wherever it may, with nothing behind it and no support, only its own efforts.

Shen Shuangmiao slowly exhaled, and just as she was about to lift her foot, the elevator door behind her suddenly opened again.

She heard the sound and instinctively turned around to look.

Zhu Jin stepped out of the elevator, hands in his pockets, looking relaxed.

Shen Shuangmiao was surprised for a moment.

"How could you..."

"Where are you going?" Zhu Jin interrupted her rudely, his tone somewhat cold.

Shen Shuangmiao was already used to it, and said softly, "Let's go to the class reunion."

Zhu Jin blurted out, "Uncle Li is busy today."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Shuangmiao paused.

She looked at Zhu Jin with a complicated expression.

Uncle Li was the cleaner and driver they hired when they started their studio.

He's old and has difficulty walking, so he can only look for cleaning jobs.

At that time, they were also short of money and couldn't afford to hire a cleaner and a driver.

When it comes to business negotiations, the clients and their team executives all have drivers accompanying them; not hiring a driver would make you stand out.

Shen Shuangmiao didn't want Zhu Jin to be looked down upon, so she gritted her teeth and gave Uncle Li an extra eight hundred yuan, asking him to act as his driver and pick him up and drop him off, which would only happen a dozen or so times a month.

Later, whenever Shen Shuangmiao went to parties or ran errands, as long as Zhu Jin was at a drinking party or discussing work, he would have Uncle Li come and pick her up.

"He's already passed away, Zhu Jin, don't you remember?"

Clearly, Zhu Jin had just remembered something from the past.

But all of these things happened two years ago.

Not long after she married Zhu Jin, Uncle Li also passed away due to poor health.

"oh."

Zhu Jin remained calm and turned to leave.

Shen Shuangmiao really couldn't understand why he had come to this floor specifically to ask her what she wanted to do tonight.

She couldn't help but call out to Zhu Jin.

"etc."

Zhu Jin had already pressed the button to open the elevator door. Upon hearing this, he turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Is there anything else?"

Shen Shuangmiao nodded.

"Now that we've signed the divorce agreement and are about to get the divorce certificate, I'll announce the news of the divorce to them at today's class reunion. Do you have any objections?"

Zhu Jin turned his head, his deep eyes flashing with coldness: "You're so eager to divorce me, you can't wait to announce your freedom in front of everyone?"

Shen Shuangmiao was stunned, then smiled: "Isn't it you who wants a divorce? You're the one who can't wait for me to leave so that you can make room for the person you really like."

Zhu Jin's expression gradually darkened.

"Remember to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to pick up the divorce certificate tomorrow. I'm going first. Don't worry, I'll only say that our feelings for each other have faded and we're incompatible. I won't reveal a single word more."

Shen Shuangmiao spoke quickly, and immediately turned around, not wanting to see how Zhu Jin would react.

She handled the divorce decisively, simply because she had had enough and made a scene, and was making a fool of herself by giving Zhou Wu space.

In truth, facing the man she had loved for seven years, now only the topic of divorce remained between them, and she felt heartbroken.

Shen Shuang let out a breath, roused herself, and left without looking back.

She didn't see that Zhu Jin, standing behind her, had an inscrutable expression, carrying a complex and inexplicable feeling.

...

Almost everyone had arrived at the party.

Shen Shuangmiao composed herself before entering, but was immediately surrounded by everyone as soon as she stepped inside.

"Our Madam Zhu has finally arrived!"

"Miaomiao, you're still so beautiful! You're even more beautiful than before you got married. I thought some movie star had walked in!"

Luo Luo squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and when she saw Shen Shuangmiao, her eyes immediately reddened, and she hugged her and started crying.

"Why haven't you come to the class reunion for two years! I've missed you so much, Miaomiao!"

After saying that, Luo Luo looked curiously behind her.

"Where is Zhu Jin? Has Zhu Jin arrived yet?!"

Once reminded, everyone quickly looked outside.