Tears suddenly streamed down her face like a dam bursting, carrying with them her grievances.

Su Yan covered her face with her hands, sobbing like a wounded little animal in the corner of the elevator.

Why go to a bar? Why drink alcohol?

"Ding-dong—"

The elevator doors opened again on the first floor.

Ignoring the strange looks from the people outside, Su Yan clutched her collar and rushed out.

She walked quickly, without stopping, rushing out of the hotel and directly into a taxi she had flagged down.

"Where would you like to go, customer?"

The taxi driver asked.

Su Yan was dumbfounded, and remained stunned for a long time, unable to utter a destination.

"Taojing Alley."

This was the answer she came up with after much deliberation.

While the car was moving smoothly, Su Yan, feeling uneasy, received a message.

It was sent by her ex-husband, He Zimo.

The message was very simple, just one line: I've already told your dad about the divorce.

Su Yan's pupils dilated suddenly, and her trembling hand reached for the call log again.

Throughout the night, hundreds of phone calls came from a communications professional named Su Xuehai.

Su Yan suddenly didn't want to go back to Gaojing Hutong, but the taxi just happened to stop at the intersection of Gaojing Hutong.

She hesitated for a moment, then paid and got off the bus.

Perhaps because it was still too early, the alley was quiet.

Even so, Su Yan did not slow down.

She navigated the alleyways with practiced ease and speed.

"Yan Yan is back?"

This sound suddenly rang out behind her just as she was about to enter the room.

Su Yan froze on the spot, clutching her collar guiltily like a thief.

She didn't dare turn around. Her trembling lips opened and closed for a long time before she managed to utter a single "Ang".

"You're back to see your dad so early in the morning, he's really lucky. Why... didn't I see Zimo come back with you?"

Upon hearing the name, Su Yan trembled involuntarily, a bitter feeling slowly spreading from the bottom of her heart.

"He's busy, Aunt Zhou, I'll go in first."

She made up a casual remark and hurriedly pushed open the door and ran inside.

"Young people are always busy, so busy that they forget to go home."

Aunt Zhou grumbled and prepared to walk home.

Suddenly, a loud "bang" came from the Su family's house, like something hitting the ground.

Immediately following was a man's angry roar.

"You still have the nerve to come back!"