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

The car window rolled down, revealing Zhou Yanci's cold and handsome profile.

"Come up."

Xu Daikui didn't know if there was anyone in the back seat. Her expression was indifferent. "No need."

After the woman finished speaking, she dragged her large suitcase and walked away with a limp.

Zhou Yanci paused for a moment, then followed. "Xu Daikui, we are still husband and wife in name only."

"Come up here, I have something to tell you."

Xu Daikui realized that the only topic left for the two of them to talk about was divorce.

It's good to clarify things tonight.

Before she could react, the man had already opened the door, gotten out of the car, stuffed her suitcase into the trunk, and then got back into the car.

Xu Daikui didn't say anything more and sat in the passenger seat.

"Yingying just likes to fool around. Did she lie to you about coming here?"

Zhou Yanci guessed that the five-year anniversary celebration, flowers, candles, and scented candles were all Zhou Yingying's mischievous ideas.

She loves doing these kinds of pointless and boring things.

Xu Daikui stared straight ahead, her hands casually clasped in front of her legs. She took a deep breath and said, "Hmm. And take my things with you."

Seeing how cold the woman's face was, Zhou Yanci didn't feel like saying anything more and simply reached out to turn on the heater.

The atmosphere was silent.

Seeing that they had already traveled more than half the distance and Xu Daikui still hadn't heard the man speak, she figured he must have something to say to her, so she had no choice but to turn to look at him and speak first.

"Since you know it was Yingying who was behind it all, why did you still come?"

If it's about signing divorce papers, tonight is indeed a good day.

Zhou Yanci's expression was serious, as if he didn't want to answer her question, or perhaps he was too lazy to answer it, and he casually changed the subject.

"I will transfer the house in Yushui Bay to your name, and you don't need to rush to move all your things out."

It seems she doesn't want the card, so Zhou Yanci plans to give her the house as part of their divorce settlement.

A one-sided unrequited love that ended without fruition ultimately resulted in a house and a child.

It's worth it.

This can be considered a way of ending a relationship.

She nodded slowly, "Anyway, it's going to be sold eventually, and we'll have to move sooner or later."

She and Xu Meng couldn't possibly live in that house. If she sold it and got some money, she could live a life of luxury with Xu Meng, where everything would be done for her.

After all, this is the original intention behind everyone's hard work.

"Sell it?"

"You don't like that house?"

Zhou Yanci was irritated and reached out a hand to smoke, but in the end he didn't light it and just rubbed his temples.

Why would someone choose to live in a slum when they have a perfectly good house to live in?

How come he never noticed before that she also resented the rich?

"Xu Daikui, you don't need to have such a problem with me."

He added angrily.

That's what I meant.

Xu Daikui wanted to laugh.

If she doesn't have any complaints about him having an affair during marriage, then she must be out of her mind.

But parting amicably was her final request; she didn't want to argue with him unless absolutely necessary.

She looked at the man's cold face, and gently curled her lips, "No. I just simply don't like that house."

"Besides, once you complete the transfer of ownership, it will be mine."

Whether she wanted to burn it, buy something, or smash it, it was none of his business.

Zhou Yanci understood what she meant. He coldly curled his lips and asked, "Where's your wedding ring?"

Xu Daikui's fingers curled up unconsciously, and she bit her lip. "I forgot to wear it when I took a shower. I'll remember tomorrow."

She knew that Zhou Yanci was already going through the divorce process, but he certainly didn't want the divorce to be exposed by the media before he properly dealt with the series of negative news brought about by the divorce.

She doesn't need to go against a man at this critical juncture.

However, very few people knew they were married, and she never appeared in public with him.

In fact, no one would notice whether she wore her wedding ring or not, so Zhou Yanci's worries were really unnecessary.

"Um..." Divorce proceedings...

Just as she was about to ask when the signature would be issued, Zhou Yanci's phone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone and the person on the other end seemed to be a foreign friend. The two communicated in formal English the whole time.

Xu Daikui couldn't understand a word.

Fortunately, Zhou Yanci was not distracted while answering the phone, and the car quickly arrived at Jinxiu Community.

When he arrived at the gate and started driving the car inside, Xu Daikui tried to stop him, but it was too late.

The man gave her a threatening look, and she had no choice but to utter a sentence.

"Building 2, Unit 2"

She didn't tell him exactly which floor it was.

Now that Zhou Yingying and he both know where she lives, it seems that for Mengmeng's sake, she has to find a new place to live.

When they arrived at the apartment building, Zhou Yanci was still engrossed in his phone call, and Xu Daikui couldn't get a word in edgewise about what he wanted to say.

She glanced at him for a while, but the man turned his back to her, looking utterly disgusted.

She had no choice but to open the car door, get out, and drag her large suitcase out.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Zhou Yanci saw the woman standing at the back of the car, her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

He looked up again at the dilapidated building in front of him; it was brightly lit, with not a single light out.

It's so late...

No wonder she resents the rich.

...

Xu Daikui, pulling her suitcase, was hesitating whether to go over and see if he had finished his call when suddenly the car started and sped away.

The exhaust fumes kicked up by the car were blowing all over her face.

She stood there in a daze for a few minutes before pulling her suitcase upstairs.

As soon as she opened the door, Xu Meng, who was drawing, saw her come in and immediately ran into her arms in her slippers.

Xu Daikui hugged her and patted her head. "After a while, Mom will hire a cook for you."

Sometimes she's too busy with work to take care of Xu Meng, so she ordered takeout for her tonight. If there were a cook, she could ask her to look after Xu Meng a little.

But housekeepers in Beijing aren't cheap; they start at at least at 20,000 yuan a month. She has to wait until she gets Zhou Yanci's transfer documents and sells the house before she can have the money.

Xu Meng nodded and then shook her head.

All she wanted was her mother.

I don't want any other strangers.

"Mengmeng, what did you draw today?"

Xu Daikui carried her over with a smile, and saw a little girl in a pink box on the drawing board. The girl seemed to be very withdrawn.

Upon seeing the painting with its inauspicious metaphors, Xu Daikui's smile froze, and a sense of unease welled up inside her.

Does Mengmeng really have psychological problems?

"Honey, why did you draw yourself inside a box? Are you scared?"

She wondered if it was because she often went out, leaving her alone, and since she couldn't speak, she was scared?

Xu Meng blinked her big, bright, dark eyes, looking at the unease in Xu Daikui's eyes with a strange expression.

She had drawn a beautiful pink picture, with a cute bow and amulet tied in the girl's hair. She thought her mother would be happy to see the picture.

But why is she uneasy?

Thinking of the paintings she had placed under the bed, all of which were filled with oppressive and dark elements, Xu Meng suddenly understood.

She picked up her pen and quickly wrote a sentence in her notebook.

[Mengmeng wasn't scared, and Mommy shouldn't be scared either.]

A painting can often represent a person's inner world.

Her paintings were clearly warm, but her mother could only see fear in them.

It seems that the mother's lack of security has not improved at all over the past few years.

"Mom, if you don't like it, I won't draw like this again tomorrow. Let's go take a bath and go to bed."

Mom must be exhausted after a long day out; she deserves a good night's sleep.

Looking at her daughter's smiling face, Xu Daikui realized that she might have been overthinking things.

Because I grew up in a dark and hopeless environment, I worry from time to time that my daughter may also live a life of depression and despair.

"Okay, Mom will help you wash."

Xu Daikui smiled again and took Xu Meng to take a bath.

After taking a bath and coaxing her to sleep, Xu Daikui tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what she did.

She got out of bed, turned on her computer, and uploaded the drawing Xu Meng had just made to the Kuiyao Star website.

They also saw that their purchased art exhibition tickets had been successfully purchased, and the organizers even sent them an invitation and asked for their address, saying that they would mail them nameplates for the art exhibition the next day.

She sent the address to the organizer's email address, then shut down her computer and went to sleep.

Once in bed, I habitually took out sleeping pills from the bedside table.

Perhaps because she had seen Zhou Yanci today, she was restless and felt suffocated, making it hard for her to breathe.

I can't fall asleep without taking sleeping pills.