“OK. I will divorce Murong Xiao in three months and leave him as promised.” Xiang Jin put away the card and instructions. Calculating the time, Xiang Qi would graduate in three months.

Why three months?

“It always takes some time, right?” Xiang Jin smiled slightly, glancing behind her.

"careful!"

A stray cat was walking by when it kicked over a flowerpot with its hind paw. Just as the flowerpot was about to hit Lin Anrong on the head, Xiang Jin quickly reached out to block it.

The flowerpot hit Xiang Jin's hand hard.

Hearing the noise, Zhouzhou quickly ran out.

"Are you alright?" Lin Anrong immediately reacted and squatted down to ask Xiang Jin about his injuries.

"fine."

"You said it was nothing, but you're bleeding! What if you hurt a blood vessel? Doctor, doctor—" Zhou Zhou ran faster than a rabbit.

"Thank you. But don't think that just because you saved me, our deal is off." Lin Anrong's expression softened considerably; this woman, after all, still had some conscience.

"I know," Xiang Jin smiled.

After Lin Anrong left, Xiang Jin was helped to the ward by Zhou Zhou to have her arm bandaged. Zhou Zhou had a long face and didn't say a word.

"Say whatever you want to say." Xiang Jin had talked a lot today, and her throat was a little sore, so she decided to write.

"Why did you agree to that deal, Madam? If the young master finds out, he will definitely be angry."

“He won’t,” Xiang Jin wrote.

Moreover, she did this not for money, but simply to have some peace and quiet so that Lin Anrong wouldn't keep coming to her door.

"Yes, I will!" Zhou Zhou said firmly.

Xiang Jin stopped talking, patted Zhou Zhou's head, and went back to painting in the garden.