I looked at the stains all over me, then looked up at the bright and warm house, and finally shamelessly followed them into the villa.

In autumn, spinning around me like dancing, the housekeeper said it was strange to see a dog more clever than a person.

The kitchen simmered with meat, and a peculiar fragrance filled the air, so fragrant.

Every time I took a deep breath, the pain on my body would ease a bit.

Until Yang Tan suddenly stopped, I bumped my nose straight into his back, only then did I realize it was Yang Tan's scent.

He turned around, expressionless, and ordered, "Autumn, you are not allowed to enter the study with me."

The dog sulkily stuck out its tongue, I patted its head, let it go play elsewhere, then lifted my skirt and followed Yang Tan.

He said it was about the dog, not me, so I could go in.

I followed Yang Tan into his study, sat in the chair opposite him, my skirt taking up all the space.

Yang Tan's desk was filled with gold necklaces, he put on the silver-rimmed glasses, the light shining on the metal reflected a cold light, making his already cold eyes even colder.

His slender fingers flicked over the golden necklace, his brow furrowed, seemingly dissatisfied.

I became interested, leaning forward, hands under my chin, watching him work, wondering what kind of beautiful products he could design.

The necklace had animal elements, with a sample label attached, probably their brand's new product.

I muttered to myself, "You used to call me old-fashioned, but your company's new products are even more old-fashioned than me!"

Our parents have been rivals for many years, both running gold and silver jewelry brands, inevitably criticizing each other, copying each other, and suppressing each other.

As their children, Yang Tan and I have been competing since we were young, from kindergarten to marriage.

I consider myself the winner because I found a partner and got married before him.

Of course, that's just my one-sided view, because he never cared about me.

But now it seems I didn't win, I died before him. I drooped my head again.

When a person dies, there is nothing left.

I wonder how my parents are doing now, how my fiancé Wen Yi Jian is doing now?

But I'm too tired, I fell asleep without thinking about it.