After five years of a cold marriage, I can no longer hide the child I secretly gave birth to.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

During the Spring Festival, overtime pay is five times the usual salary, so even though Fang Qing asked for leave, Mu En still stayed at his post.

For the generous salary, he was on call 24/7 for Zhou Yanci, always ready to help.

In response, he looked at the man sitting in the head seat, whose face was gloomy and whose noble air was like that of a god, and said cautiously.

"Also, after the news about Xu Guodong broke today, I immediately sent the message to the hospital as you instructed. Miss Xu Jiaojiao has been dismissed from her job at the hospital. In the afternoon, Miss Xu Jiaojiao's mother came to the group to see you, presumably to inquire about the situation. You were in a meeting at the time, so I told her to go back first."

"Um."

Zhou Yanci responded indifferently.

Mu En was somewhat puzzled by his attitude. "Mr. Zhou, given what happened to Miss Xu Jiaojiao's father, her mother will most likely come again tomorrow. Do you wish to see her?"

Zhou Yanci fiddled with his phone with his long, slender fingers, his gaze deep and unfathomable, his handsome face as silent as a bottomless icy pool.

"My father is still eyeing me covetously, ready to kill me at any moment. At this time, not even a fly can get into the company. Do you think we can let her in?"

Mu En understood and immediately nodded, "Okay, I know what to do."

Zhou Yanci hummed in agreement, then instructed, "How's it going with the Director Jin I asked you to find?"

Jin Dong was a big fish he wanted to give to his father. As long as he could reach an agreement with him, he could just sit back and wait for his father to take the bait.

Mu En paused for a moment and said, "I have already met with him. After he looked at the group's information and heard that Xinghe was founded by you, he was immediately happy to cooperate. However, there are risks in deceiving people into investing. Moreover, the target of his deception is your father. He needs us to pay a deposit of ten million first. Otherwise, he will not feel at ease to let go and do it."

Zhou Yanci was familiar with Chairman Jin's capabilities, so he naturally had no major doubts about him.

He said in a deep voice, "Transfer the money to him tomorrow, and then tell him that I want a satisfactory result as soon as possible."

Like Xu Daikui, he had an irresponsible father.

No one can avenge their grievances, and waiting for justice from heaven is wishful thinking. Therefore, they can only rely on their own efforts.

He wanted to send both of them to prison as soon as possible. Only when these rotten-hearted people were gone could he and Xu Daikui have a peaceful life.

...

Thinking of Xu Daikui, he was instantly enveloped by boundless loneliness and melancholy.

A profound sense of despondency, like a tidal wave, swept over him in layers.

My heart felt like it was being crushed by a thousand-pound boulder, making it hard to breathe.

He rubbed his phone between his fingers, glancing out of the corner of his eye to see Mu En still standing there, looking at him.

He frowned impatiently. "Is there anything else?"

Mu En didn't really have anything serious to say, but he noticed that Zhou Yanci hadn't slept for several nights since the divorce.

Even on New Year's Eve, he sat in his office working overtime, reviewing Xu Guodong's files from the past five years, flipping through them over and over again, without closing his eyes all night.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. I didn't even have dinner, and I've managed to stay up until now, almost 10 o'clock.

Meeting his displeased gaze, out of a sense of morality, he still offered a word of advice.

"Mr. Zhou, tonight is the first day of the Lunar New Year, a day for family reunion. Aren't you going home to see your mother?"

Family?

What home does a divorced bachelor like him have?

His mother has been in poor health for many years, and due to the accumulation of medication over the years, she usually goes to bed on time at seven o'clock in the evening.

He does have a younger sister at home, but that's not really his home.

All he wanted was a home with Xu Daikui…

"I know what I'm doing. You can go back now."

In public, he still hides all his vulnerability and loss, building an indestructible armor and mask.

"Okay, then take care of yourself, and wish you... a Happy New Year."

Mu En hesitated before saying this, then slowly left the office, closing the door behind him.

The large room instantly fell silent again, the dim light casting a lonely shadow, amplifying Zhou Yanci's desolation and loneliness.

He leaned back in his chair, his handsome face showing no sign of anger, his mind filled with the words "Happy New Year".

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't wished Xu Daikui a Happy New Year last night.

On New Year's Eve, he finally saw her as he had wished.

But after recounting those past events, the two parted on bad terms and went their separate ways.

There's no time to offer New Year's greetings, and even less time to say a proper goodbye.

He picked up his phone, swiped the screen, opened WeChat, and looked at Xu Daikui's chat window.

The conversation was still stuck on the last time, when she asked to meet her on the rooftop.

The thought of her standing in the cold wind, tears streaming down her face, her expression one of despair, her willingness to jump off a building rather than accept a divorce, filled him with a painful tightness in his chest.

An emotion called longing spread throughout his entire being.

I wonder if she's asleep at this hour?

If she's not asleep, will she think of herself even a little bit?

The more he thought about it, the stronger his longing became. His emotions began to surge deeply, and he quickly typed out the four words "Happy New Year" with his fingertips and sent it.

All I got was a glaring red exclamation mark.

Xu Daikui actually deleted him.

Ha ha.

Enraged, he slammed his fist on the desk, causing it to crack instantly and shatter into pieces.