Gu Yiming still seemed dissatisfied. He looked at Jiang Hua with eyes full of longing. Jiang Hua looked at him, puzzled. Suddenly, a handsome face loomed large in front of her, and thin lips touched hers.

Jiang Hua was forced to open her mouth, and the food that had just been given to Gu Yiming was fed to her. Jiang Hua made a whimpering sound to show her dissatisfaction.

Their lips remained pressed together for a long time before Gu Yiming finally let go.

Jiang Hua blushed deeply. "What are you doing? This is a restaurant."

"Sorry," Gu Yiming touched his nose and blinked innocently, "I don't like sweets, so you can have them."

Faced with President Gu's explanation, Jiang Hua felt helpless. If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. Why be so ambiguous?

On the other side, in stark contrast to the passionate relationship between Gu Yiming and Jiang Hua, Gu Nanqing and Song Fenfen walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the former couple now like strangers.

"Alright, let's leave it at that," Gu Nanqing breathed a sigh of relief. "From now on, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. You go your way, and I'll go mine. I hope we'll never have any connection again."

Although she had prepared herself mentally, Song Fenfen's heart still ached involuntarily when she heard Gu Nanqing's words. After all, he was her husband whom she had loved deeply for many years.

She had done so many wrong things for him, to protect his heart. But now, all she got in return was a flimsy divorce agreement and the words, "From now on, we shall have nothing to do with each other."

Ah, it's all my own fault for creating this mess.

Song Fenfen gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Alright, since you put it that way, I hope we won't run into each other again. Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore."

"Okay, then." Gu Nanqing got into the car with a cold expression, leaving Song Fenfen alone at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, her eyes red, but she managed to hold back a single tear...

"Benefactor, are you truly certain?" The temple abbot looked at the woman before him and couldn't help but sigh.

“Abbot, I’ve made up my mind,” Song Fenfen said firmly. She had already made up her mind before getting the divorce certificate. “I have done many wrong things in the past, which have ultimately harmed both myself and others. Now I sincerely repent and have seen through the illusions of the world. Please grant my request, Abbot. I am willing to become a nun and spend my days with the ancient Buddha and the lamp.”

“Alas,” the abbot sighed again, “Since you are so sincere in your conversion to Buddhism, let this old monk shave your head and perform the ceremony.”

"Thank you for hosting."

After the ceremony, Song Fenfen's wish came true. But she still occasionally thinks about the past, and can't help but feel a mix of emotions. In this way, it can be considered a good ending!

The room was pitch black. Xu Mo slumped against the sofa, letting himself be swallowed by the darkness. He refused to turn on the light. He held the cold urn containing his ashes and thought about his past with his sister.

He couldn't believe that his once innocent and harmless sister was gone. He also couldn't believe that the scheming, vicious, and ruthless woman Gu Yiming and his friends spoke of was his sister.

Regardless of what others said, he would always unconditionally believe in his sister. Xu Mo closed his eyes, his mind filled with memories of his sister's past. How could he not have realized that this little girl actually liked Gu Yiming?

He also blamed himself. He wasn't a good brother. He just watched his sister die, at the hands of his former best friend. It was all their fault, all these people's fault.

Xu Mo pictured Ye Qingqing and Hu Haoran embracing.

Damn it!

They all betrayed me!

Xu Mo slammed his hands on the table in front of him, his eyes snapping open, bloodshot. Blood immediately seeped from his hands.

But he seemed completely oblivious, merely venting his emotions. Only when he was completely exhausted did he collapse onto the sofa and fall into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Despite his deep sorrow, Xu Mo dressed appropriately and presided over Xu Xiaoxiao's funeral ceremony. Although he had prepared himself mentally, he waited and waited, but no one came.

Xu Mo was a smart man; he knew this must be the work of his "good brother." Indeed, having offended President Gu, even if he died, who would dare to come and mourn him?

Xu Mo felt a chill run down his spine, and something seemed to burn fiercely in his eyes. Yes, he wanted revenge. How could he continue to be sworn brothers with the person who indirectly caused his sister's death?! Absolutely not!

Upon learning that today was Xu Xiaoxiao's funeral, Jiang Hua nestled in Gu Yiming's arms and asked, "Are we really not going to Xu Xiaoxiao's funeral today?"

Gu Yiming raised an eyebrow. "What? Have you forgotten what Xu Xiaoxiao did between us? You still want to go to her funeral?"

“Of course I can’t forget her,” Jiang Hua pouted. “But she’s gone, so why bother with all that? Besides, she was Xu Mo’s sister. Is it really okay for us to just ignore her like this?”

“No, I can’t forget,” Gu Yiming suddenly became serious, turning Jiang Hua around to force her to look at him. “She tried to break us up time and time again, and almost made me lose you. I’m not going!”

Seeing Gu Yiming's suddenly childlike expression, Jiang Hua smiled helplessly and didn't bring it up again. However, she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen...

At the funeral, Xu Mo stared blankly at Xu Xiaoxiao's portrait, utterly dejected. He hadn't expected his most beloved younger sister to meet such an end. Even in death, no one would mourn her.

No, he was not reconciled.

Xu Mo was so absorbed in his grief that he didn't notice someone walking towards him from behind.

Gu Nanqing looked at Xu Mo's clenched fist and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile. Yes, this was the effect he wanted. The more upset and angry Xu Mo was, the more opportunities he had.

"Xu Mo?" Gu Nanqing asked, feigning surprise.

Xu Mo turned around in response, looking at the newcomer warily, "Gu Nanqing? What are you doing here?"

Gu Nanqing waved a bouquet of flowers in her hand, "I'm so sorry for Xiaoxiao's death."

Yes, it's really a pity that Xu Xiaoxiao died. That girl had such a great figure, she really had the looks to make people 'obsessed' with her. Gu Nanqing thought to himself, his throat feeling a little dry.

Xu Mo had no idea about Gu Nanqing's sordid thoughts; on the contrary, he was very grateful for Gu Nanqing's presence. After all, he was the only one who still remembered his sister's death, so his prejudice against Gu Nanqing had lessened considerably.

"No matter what, thank you for coming."

Gu Nanqing nodded slightly.