But he would always be jolted awake by Liao Caiqin's shrill and angry curses.

Just now, she dreamed of it again, but Liao Caiqin had a cold face and didn't say anything, she just shed tears in front of her.

She sat up abruptly in bed, glanced at the time with a startled look, and then lay back down wearily.

Hearing a muffled groan, she realized that her husband had returned sometime earlier.

"I had just fallen asleep when you woke me up. I should have just gone to a hotel!"

Lu Zhengming muttered in disgust.

He turned over, pulled the blanket over his head, and continued to sleep soundly.

Qin Fengying was wide awake. She tiptoed out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

Her expression softened when she caught sight of the yellow cartoon laundry basket in the corner.

"This was chosen by Han'er, and in the blink of an eye, he can live independently now..."

With a sigh, Qin Fengying wrapped herself in a bathrobe and went to the room where Lu Han had stayed. While stroking the furniture he had used, she dialed a phone number.

"Mom, when I'm successful, I'll take you around the world!"

Lu Han opened her briefcase, poured the banknotes inside onto the bed, and lay down on it, laughing with complete comfort.

"Okay, my son will definitely amount to something. By the way, Han'er, Mom hasn't met your girlfriend yet. She's... hey, hey!"

Qin Fengying was speaking when she heard a busy signal from the other end of the line.

Lu Han said disappointedly, "Mom, the signal is bad here. I'll call you again when I have time!"

Qin Fengying stared at the black screen, then looked out at the pale sky, her face somber.

Since Yi'er refuses to see me, can't I at least meet someone he knows?

With that thought in mind, she finally mustered a bit of energy.

Upon entering the dressing room, I tried on several outfits in front of the mirror before finally choosing a light-colored dress and pairing it with a matching cardigan.

Suddenly seeing the gorgeous evening gown in the corner, Qin Fengying was filled with rage.

With trembling hands, I picked up the scissors from the clutter basket and quickly chopped them into tiny pieces!