The phone rang again, a text message from an unknown number attached with a picture.

It was a photo of Gu Jin'an with his back facing the camera, sitting by the window.

I didn't even need to think to know who sent it, but I didn't expect her to be so foolish.

But it's okay, her actions have pushed forward my plan.

I forwarded the message to Gu Jin'an, and within a minute, he called.

I hung up, he called again, I hung up again, after five or six times he stopped calling.

Ten minutes later, he walked in through the door, and I sat on the bed.

"Who is this? Whose place are you in?" I took out my phone, staring at him as I questioned.

He walked over, took my phone, tossed it aside, gently ruffled my hair, and softly explained, "Xiao Xiao, it's just a misunderstanding, not what you think."

With tears welling up in my eyes, I questioned again, word by word, "Who is it? Shen Nianxiao? Is it her? Tell me."

He just looked at me, then urgently explained, "Nothing happened between her and me. It was just that day when I was escorting her back, I accidentally got hit on the back by a craft item and she applied medicine for me."

I scoffed, "Do you think I would believe that? A man and a woman alone in a room, you taking off your clothes, nothing happened? Gu Jin'an, do you take me for a three-year-old child!"

He pulled me into his arms, patiently coaxing, "Xiao Xiao, don't overthink, I only love you, trust me."

I pushed him away forcefully, shouting loudly, "Gu Jin'an, do you think I don't know about you and Shen Nianxiao? Back then when you were poor, she looked down on you and left for another country. Now that you're successful, she conveniently comes back, what are you thinking, and you think I wouldn't know!"

Indeed, this hit a nerve with him.

His eyes turned dark in an instant, glaring at me as if he wanted to devour me.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Lu Chuxiao, that's enough."

I sneered, "What? Did I hit the nail on the head? Are you getting angry out of embarrassment? All you wanted to do was to show off in front of her, right?!"

The surrounding area fell into a deathly silence as Gu Jin'an tugged at his tie, his face cold as he slammed the door and left.

The room fell silent again, I looked out the window, the warm lights in the dark night seemed especially comforting.

But my heart was as dead and silent as an iceberg. On the day I married Gu Jin'an, I thought my life was finally heading towards warmth, but little did I know, what I was stepping into was another kind of cold and lonely life.

When I was young, my father had an affair and left me and my mother for another woman, leaving us to fend for ourselves. My mother was just a clerk in a factory, her salary was not high, but it was enough for us to get by.

The day he left, I saw her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and from then on she lost all her radiance.

My gentle mother existed only in my dreams afterwards.

She coldly combed my hair for me, coldly reminding me to study well, her eyes devoid of the love they once held.

I knew she was sick, and that heartless man was the cause of her illness.

So I didn't blame her, I still curled up next to her on cold winter nights, hoping to absorb a little bit of her warmth.

Later, she started yelling at me hysterically, calling me a burden, calling me a debt collector.

The first time I was bullied, I told her about it, she paused for a moment, didn't even look back at me, and spoke in a cold and indifferent tone, "Lu Chuxiao, this is your retribution, because of your last name Lu."

Those words were like a bucket of freezing water, extinguishing the last bit of light in my heart.

From then on, I stopped resisting, thinking, okay, then I will atone for Lu Pingsheng.

Seeing my dirty hair and school uniform, she furrowed her brows lightly and said coldly, "Don't cause trouble for me."

So I lived like a quail, never daring to stand up for myself.

Later, for some reason, she spent a lot of money to move us to a new place, becoming neighbors with Gu Jin'an.

Gu Jin'an's mother was friends with her, and because of Gu Jin'an, I was no longer bullied.

My life gradually moved towards brightness, but she became increasingly silent.

On the day of the wedding, she sat quietly in the main seat, a gentle smile on her lips as she handed me over to Gu Jin'an, as if the warm mother from my childhood had returned.

A phone ringing brought me back from my sorrow, I opened it, and saw some photos of Gu Jin'an and Shen Nianxiao.

There were hand-holding and hugs, and a particularly fresh one, taken just ten minutes ago.

Shen Nianxiao stood under a tree in a sleeveless dress, and Gu Jin'an took off his coat to put it on her.

I organized all the photos I had received during this period into a folder.

The next day, I found Jiang Yan, a famous lawyer, but one who rarely handled divorce cases.