And so, I divorced Qian Hao.

With no more troublemakers around me, I felt much lighter. The tough times ahead belonged to him, let him muddle through!

When the company leaders heard the good news of my divorce, they insisted on celebrating with me.

Wei Jie is straightforward, an unmarried independent career woman. She repeatedly applied to the company for me to be reinstated, ensuring a smooth career path for me with her support.

My hair had grown long, but with a short and neat haircut, I felt like I was reborn.

While dining at the restaurant, I saw a familiar figure, Chen Meng.

She was also dining at the same restaurant, but the person beside her was not Qian Hao.

They broke up so quickly?

I greeted Wei Jie and took a closer look. The man was chubby with a beer belly that seemed about to burst through his shirt.

Xiao Meng intimately held his wrist, moving closer and then planting a kiss.

I never expected her to change partners so quickly, with such unique taste.

She met my gaze and froze.

I knew she recognized me; she had been to my house before, where our wedding photo with Qian Hao hung on the wall.

Outside the restaurant, I faced Xiao Meng without any ripples, casually asking her, "You dumped Qian Hao so quickly? Well, he is a scumbag."

Xiao Meng nodded, somewhat surprised, "Aren't you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? We are already divorced."

It was Wei Jie who finally broke the silence. Even after leaving, I still couldn't understand why young and pretty girls like Xiao Meng always seem to like middle-aged, greasy, and sleazy men. Is it just because they have money?

Even if someone else's family background is wealthy, it's not yours. Rich people are not fools.

Why cling to others in the prime of your youth?

The first thing to do is to improve your own abilities and career, to give yourself confidence, so that you can stand on equal footing.