Zhong Yunsheng glanced at Mu Jinzhi with considerable impatience, but still handed her the envelope in his hand, muttering, "When did you become so mercenary?"

Upon hearing Zhong Yunsheng's words, Mu Jinzhi was slightly taken aback.

"I'm drinking with friends tonight and won't be home. You don't need to wait for me." After saying this, Zhong Yunsheng left quickly.

Mu Jinzhi rubbed the clothes in her hands, and then inexplicably raised her hand again: in just a few years, her hands, which used to play the piano and write poetry, had developed rough calluses.

In the trials of life, even the talented woman of the past had to shoulder the pressures of daily necessities.

How did it turn out like this?

Mu Jinzhi thought numbly as she opened the envelope Zhong Yunsheng had given her earlier. Inside was a thin stack of banknotes. She frowned and counted them carefully again; it was half of his salary from last month!

With the rent at stake, Mu Jinzhi had no choice but to put down what she was doing and go out to find Mu Yunsheng. Knowing that he was a close friend, she quickly found his house, only to discover that Mu Yunsheng was having a secret rendezvous with another woman.

The two argued all the way from their friend's house and soon arrived at the bridge spanning the river.

Mu Jinzhi screamed hysterically. She didn't care whether Mu Yunsheng cheated on her or not; what she cared about was money. They didn't even have a house of their own, yet he was supporting another woman.

"Zhong Yunsheng, are you even going to live like this anymore?"

Zhong Yunsheng looked at the woman with a ferocious expression, his brows furrowed.

He thought of Bai Yan again. The last time he saw her was when her marriage to Xu Shengtian was announced in the newspaper.

One was a founding general, and the other was a highly respected academician. Everyone blessed them, saying they were a match made in heaven.

But she was originally his fiancée, if Mu Jinzhi had never appeared.

"If you can't make it work, then let's get a divorce." Zhong Yunsheng frowned and said, "Look at you now, I really don't know how I could have rejected Bai Yan for you!"

The extravagant lifestyle of the past is gone; now he's so down on his luck that a month's salary isn't even enough to buy a bottle of wine.

It's all because of Mu Jinzhi!

She was a fake pearl, yet he gave up the real gem because of this fake pearl!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel resentful. "Mu Jinzhi, I want a divorce! I never want to see your disgusting face again!"

A disgusting face...

For some reason, other images suddenly appeared in Mu Jinzhi's mind:

There, she and Zhong Yunsheng got together, and their steadfast love was praised by many. She even wrote a book to pity Zhong Yunsheng's fiancée who did not receive his love.

But reality is not like that, Mu Jinzhi shook her head.

"You said you loved me?" Mu Jinzhi said, "Don't you love me, Yun Sheng?"

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you, let's get a divorce!"

Looking at her husband, who was determined to divorce her, a glint of madness flashed in her eyes. She took two steps forward, and the next moment, the two of them fell into the rushing river at the same time.

How can people who truly love each other be separated?