Synopsis
After a year of working myself into the ground, I realized I no longer loved Jiang Chenghuai. So when everyone at the company dinner urged him to link arms and drink with his old sweetheart, I didn't make a scene. I joined in—and told them to kiss. Afterward, the husband who had barely spoken to me for six months cornered me on the street. “Ye Nuonuo, why weren't you angry?” I yawned. “Could you let me clock off? I've worked overtime for a month straight. I have an early meeting tomorrow. I don't have the energy for this.”