Chapter 7 has been blacklisted.

Shen Shuangmiao faced Zhu Jin's merciless slander with heavy breathing.

"Fu Xuan offered me a ride home because it was on his way." Her voice trembled. "Zhu Jin, could you be any more prejudiced?"

Zhu Jin's eyes flickered, then his expression returned to its usual coldness: "There's no point in saying all this now."

“It’s meaningless.” Shen Shuangmiao suddenly felt exhausted.

She has already let go and stopped bothering Zhu Jin, so why is she still getting hurt?

"Fu Xuan, let's go."

Fu Xuan glanced at Zhu Jin, frowned, and escorted Chen Shuangmiao toward the door.

Shen Shuangmiao didn't turn around, but pushed open the revolving door.

A night breeze swept over me, carrying a chill that penetrated to the bone.

Her eyes reddened, wondering how things had turned out this way with Zhu Jin.

Fu Xuan silently handed over a handkerchief: "Let's go."

Shen Shuangmiao pursed her lips, took the handkerchief, and got into the car without looking back.

In the lobby.

Zhu Jin stared at them, his gaze unfathomable.

Soon, the elevator doors opened.

Zhao Dong took Zhu Jin's coat downstairs and handed it to him.

"President Zhu..."

"They investigated Fu Xuan's personal information and current living conditions and gave it to me."

Zhu Jin interrupted him and gave an order.

Zhao Dong followed his gaze.

“I’ll check the rest, but it seems that Fu Xuan is already working in Madam’s studio. He was just recruited by Madam today.”

Zhu Jin's gaze gradually turned cold.

"Yeah."

His tone was light and airy, devoid of any emotion.

But Zhao Dong, having followed Zhu Jin for many years, could tell right away.

At this moment, Zhu Jin was extremely displeased and not someone to be trifled with.

...

Fu Xuan's car was as clean and fresh as he was; you could relax the moment you sat inside.

Shen Shuangmiao leaned back in the back seat, watching the scenery rushing past outside, letting her mind go blank.

Fu Xuan couldn't help but frequently glance at her face in the rearview mirror.

"How are you?"

“Very good.” Shen Shuangmiao answered almost subconsciously, “I’ll get the divorce certificate with him tomorrow, and then it will all be over.”

Fu Xuan gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring straight ahead, a strange glint in his eyes.

"It's okay. If you're getting a divorce, it just means you're not right for each other. You'll meet someone better."

Shen Shuangmiao took his words as a consolation and said casually, "Well, I hope so."

Fu Xuan was even more determined: "No, you will definitely meet someone who truly knows how to cherish you, and maybe he is working hard to meet you."

Shen Shuangmiao nodded silently, unaware of the gentle and warm eyes reflected in his rearview mirror.

She said softly, "Thank you for coming to my studio and for helping me out of that situation. I hope what happened just now didn't cause you any trouble."

"Don't be so polite with me. It's you who's had a tough time these past two years, hasn't it?"

Fu Xuan glanced at her.

Shen Shuangmiao did not answer immediately.

Is it hard work?

It seems so.

For the past two years since marrying Zhu Jin, she has been like a caged bird, living alone in an empty room, much like a concubine banished to the cold palace.

Zhu Jin did not return to see her, but instead kept a close watch on her every move.

Any servant who speaks to her impatiently will be fired the next day.

He really gave her a very good material life, being waited on and waited on, which seemed to make her feel very relaxed and happy.

But the drawer is full of jewelry, so there's no chance to wear it out.

The gorgeous dress in the wardrobe is not worthy of being worn to the banquet with Zhu Jin.

Even on occasions where a female companion is required, Zhu Jin would bring a female employee from the company, not her.

Zhu Jin really reminded her in every way how despicable and ridiculous her bold and reckless forced marriage seemed to others.

The car stopped in front of the studio.

Shen Shuangmiao came to her senses.

"Just drop me off here. You can report here tomorrow."

After moving out of that villa, she packed all her belongings and brought them to her studio.

The studio has a warehouse, which used to be where she and Zhu Jin rested when they worked overtime.

There are areas for resting and sleeping, as well as restrooms.

Living here means you don't need to pay extra rent.

Even so, she still needs to secure project orders as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the rent, employee salaries, and other miscellaneous expenses here would pose a serious problem.

...

The next day.

On her way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Shen Shuangmiao sent a message to Zhu Jin.

I'll be waiting for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau, don't forget.

The message was sent, and a red exclamation mark immediately appeared on the screen.

Shen Shuangmiao was stunned.

She confirmed that it wasn't a signal problem before realizing that she had been blocked by Zhu Jin.

Shen Shuangmiao then dialed Zhu Jin's number.

"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

Shen Shuangmiao switched to other social media accounts and found that Zhu Jin's profile picture had disappeared from her contact list.

Weibo, email...

All the contact methods she could think of were blocked.

Shen Shuangmiao gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Is this Zhu Jin's response? Cutting off all contact like a tantrum-throwing child?

Shen Shuangmiao took a deep breath and dialed Zhu Jin's assistant's number.

"Assistant Zhao, is Zhu Jin here?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Dong was silent for a few seconds: "I'm sorry, Miss Shen, Mr. Zhu instructed me not to answer any of your calls."

Shen Shuangmiao bit her lower lip: "Then does he remember that we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau before 10 o'clock today to get our divorce certificate?"

"Really? Mr. Zhu is away on a business trip today. This isn't on his schedule, and he didn't mention it to me."

Zhao Dong knew nothing when asked.

Having no other choice, Shen Shuangmiao sat for several hours after getting off the bus before finally heading to her studio.

She didn't know what Zhu Jin meant.

If you get a divorce as soon as possible, you can be with Zhou Wu openly and honestly.

Is it really an urgent business trip? Then why did you specifically block all her contact methods?

Even if you were to do that, it should only be after you've received your divorce certificate.

Shen Shuangmiao bit her lip, thinking about this the whole way.

When she arrived at the studio, the employees were already chatting enthusiastically with Fu Xuan.

Shen Shuangmiao was stunned for a moment, not expecting Fu Xuan to integrate so quickly.

She had originally intended to introduce the staff and environment of the studio to Fu Xuan.

"The boss is here!"

Gao Lan spotted her with sharp eyes and jogged over.

"Mr. Fu has come to report for duty, and I have already arranged for him to start work."

Fu Xuan stood up: "Good morning, boss."

Shen Shuang smiled and nodded at him: "Come to my office."

Fu Xuan followed him inside.

"How's it going? How's your first day?"

Fu Xuan smiled and said, "Of course it's great. I had a very pleasant chat with everyone. By the way, Assistant Gao said you had some business to attend to this morning and wouldn't be back. Was it to pick up the divorce certificate? Is it all done yet?"

Shen Shuangmiao's expression stiffened for a moment: "No, Zhu Jin didn't arrive at the agreed time. I waited for more than two hours, and he even blocked me."

"How could this happen?" Fu Xuan frowned, not expecting that Zhu Jin would do such a thing.

Shen Shuangmiao didn't want to bring this up, and said perfunctorily, "I called his assistant and heard that he went on a business trip. He's probably in a bad mood and wants to cut ties with me completely, which is why he blocked me. It's okay, I'll wait for him to come back from his business trip."

Fu Xuan nodded, knowing she was in a bad mood, and immediately changed the subject: "Okay, what work do you have for me today?"

Shen Shuangmiao took out an invitation.

"There's a big bidding conference this afternoon. I got an invitation. It's for a newly opened high-end hotel that needs overall interior design. Come with me."

...

3 PM.

Shen Shuangmiao and Fu Xuan arrived at the conference room and waited for the bidding meeting to begin.

She was dressed in a sharp black Western-style suit, her hair was pulled up, and she held a carefully prepared design proposal in her hand.

"Are you nervous?" Fu Xuan handed her a glass of mineral water.

Shen Shuangmiao shook her head: "I'm confident in my design, but I didn't expect the competition to be so fierce..."

She looked up at the eight company teams that were almost full.

Just as Fu Xuan was about to speak, a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance of the conference room.

Shen Shuangmiao turned her head to look, and almost dropped the water glass in her hand.

It's Zhu Jin and Zhou Wu.