After the divorce, I became a rich girl

As the night deepened and the city's neon lights began to flicker, an office on the third floor of the Finance Bureau of Xishi Economic Development Zone was as bright as day, forming a sharp contrast with the dark office building.

Li Jiawei's somewhat bloated body was slumped in the office chair, her shoulder-length hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, her thick black glasses covered her eyes with heavy dark circles, and her greasy face was reflected on the computer screen.

The computer in her hands was typing rapidly, her eyes were firm and focused, as if she was isolated from the outside world. Her desk was piled with documents. After calculating the data, she restarted the computer and filled in strings of numbers on the densely packed forms.

After filling out a form, Li Jiawei closed the document on the desk, and her pale face looked even paler under the incandescent light. Looking at the documents piled up on her desk, Li Jiawei felt powerless. She had been working the night shift for a week because of the city's financial audit of the district's finances. Every day, she was faced with a large amount of materials, endless data and forms, and she had to be ready to answer phone inquiries from the city's finances at any time.

Li Jiawei endured the fatigue and reached out to get another set of materials. However, her stomach rumbled with hunger. She frowned and glanced at the lower right corner of the computer screen. It was already 10:30 in the evening. She took a deep breath, stood up resolutely, walked to the cabinet, and took out a box of instant noodles.

While waiting for the instant noodles to soak, Li Jiawei stood in front of the window, staring at the dim night in the courtyard. Her pale face cast a melancholy shadow on the window. She stared at her own reflection, her hands unconsciously stroking her abdomen, and an indescribable sadness rose in her heart.

During these two months, time seemed to freeze and yet fly. From discovering her husband's infidelity, experiencing the pain of miscarriage, to finally deciding to end the marriage, all the pain and struggle seemed to happen in an instant, and yet it seemed as if she had experienced the vicissitudes of a lifetime.

Thinking of her ex-husband's betrayal, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible force, and the feeling of suffocation made it difficult for her to breathe. She had never thought that her marriage with Zhang Yi would come to the point of falling apart. After all, she had loved him so much.

Li Jiawei still clearly remembers the first time she met Zhang Yi. It was a bright afternoon in the second half of her sophomore year. The sun shone through the clouds and sprinkled on every corner of the campus. She came out of the library with an English book, feeling very disappointed because she did not pass the CET-4 exam. She had put in so much effort, getting up at 5 o'clock every morning to recite words and study the text, but why did she not pass the CET-4 exam? She really doubted her IQ.

She was wandering in the small garden on campus in a depressed mood, her thoughts immersed in a vortex of self-denial. Suddenly, a cheerful guitar sound emerged like a spring, breaking the silence around her.

Li Jiawei raised her head and her eyes were attracted by a boy in a white T-shirt. He was leaning against a tree trunk casually, holding a guitar in his arms, his fingers dancing lightly on the strings, and the melody was melodious. His profile was well-defined, with an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth. The sunlight on his face added a bit of indescribable mystery to him. Li Jiawei stopped unconsciously and quietly immersed herself in the wonderful music.

Sometimes, love comes so unexpectedly. For an introverted and slightly self-deprecating good girl like Li Jiawei, Zhang Yi's unrestrained publicity is particularly attractive.

Since that chance encounter, Li Jiawei knew that they were students from the same department, majoring in financial management, but he was the best in Class 1, while she was a member of Class 2. At that time, Zhang Yi already had a girlfriend, so her first heartbeat was destined to turn into a deep secret love.

She thought that after graduating from college, she and Zhang Yi would each embark on different life paths, and this youthful secret love would be buried forever in her heart, becoming a sweet regret in her college life.

However, in the second year after graduation, fate made her and Zhang Yi meet again. After several months of getting along, Zhang Yi proposed to her. At that moment, Li Jiawei felt that she was lucky and happy.

After marriage, she devoted all her love and expectation to this marriage. But when she accidentally found more than a dozen hotel check-in records on Zhang Yi's mobile phone and saw him and Huang Keren lying naked on the bed, all her love and expectation collapsed in an instant. At that moment, she felt nauseous and vomited so much that she could hardly breathe.

When Zhang Yi knelt in front of her and begged for forgiveness, all her fantasies about love with Zhang Yi and her filter for him were shattered. His love for Huang Keren had not faded, and the old feelings rekindled. What was the eight years of marriage they had gone through together? Was it a false promise? Or a cruel betrayal?

Li Jiawei raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears that had slipped down her face. She smiled bitterly, full of helplessness and self-mockery about her failed life. Now, she is 33 years old, her family has broken up, and the child she conceived with great difficulty has also left her. She is now standing at a crossroads in her life, with an uncertain future and no hope.

Thinking of the child who had no chance to come into the world, her heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. She felt unbearable pain and coldness. The child! Her child. Li Jiawei stared at the empty courtyard, and a terrible thought emerged in her mind. What would happen if she jumped from here? The world might stop, and then restart. Would it be better for her to start her life again?

Thinking of this, Li Jiawei felt a strange joy in her heart, which frightened her. She suddenly closed her eyes and stopped looking at the endless darkness outside the window. She turned around in tears, facing the bright room and tedious work.

Li Jiawei smiled bitterly, she didn't know whether she should escape from the pain or be grateful for the busy and boring work that she could see the end of. If it weren't for the paralysis of work, she didn't know what kind of stupid things she would do that would make her loved ones sad and her enemies happy.

Li Jiawei returned to the table, tasted the bitterness of instant noodles, and then looked at the computer screen. The forms from the Finance Bureau were the most troublesome and torturous. The data in these forms were all closely related to money. If there was any mistake, it would be an inexplicable trouble when it was handed over to the Municipal Bureau of Finance.

In the past, she hated these densely packed forms and data the most, and was so tortured that she thought about resigning more than once. But now, this tedious work has become her only support and comfort.

Only after she had collected all the data on the desk and filled in the form did Li Jiawei stretch herself and check the time on the screen. It was already 1:30 in the morning. She took a deep breath, got up and took out a blanket from the cabinet, returned to her workstation, put down the chair, and turned it into a small bed. She had been sleeping like this for a week. Li Jiawei lay down skillfully and covered herself with a blanket. She didn't think about anything in her mind. It seemed that she fell into a coma as soon as she lay down.

Even though she worked overtime until late at night, Li Jiawei still woke up early. This is a habit she has developed with Zhang Yi in her eight-year marriage, and it has become her biological clock.

Although Li Jiawei looked pale and weak, she still cleaned up the office neatly and opened the windows to ventilate the air. These were things she was familiar with and had developed into a habit.

In the morning, after the morning meeting, Secretary Liu saw that Li Jiawei looked really pale, so when she was about to leave the meeting room, he said, "Jiawei, you have worked overtime for a week, and the audit is over today. You should hand over your work to your section chief. I will give you two days off so that you can go back and have a good rest."

Li Jiawei felt that the fatigue and anxiety in her heart seemed to be blown away when she faced the sudden holiday. She said gratefully, "Thank you, Secretary."

Returning to the General Affairs Section, Li Jiawei saw Section Chief Fang sitting behind his desk. His computer screen was still black. She took a deep breath and said, "Section Chief, the secretary just said that the audit work is over today and gave me two days off. Do you think there is anything else I can do?"

Section Chief Fang looked away from the phone screen, looked at Li Jiawei, and said with a smile, "Since the secretary has given you a vacation, you should have a good rest. I will coordinate with the Municipal Bureau on the remaining work."

"Okay, thank you, Chief," Li Jiawei replied, "Then I'll send you the compiled form."

By the time all the work was handed over to Section Chief Fang, it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. Li Jiawei felt extremely tired. She wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep, but she still had things to deal with.

Li Jiawei walked out of the office with heavy steps, took the bus and went to Zhang Yi's house. Some of her personal belongings were still left there, but now she had rented a house and needed to take them back.

Arriving at Zhang Yi's neighborhood, Li Jiawei took a deep breath and tried to calm down the complicated emotions in her heart. This was once her and Zhang Yi's home, and every corner was filled with her memories.

Walking into her former home, Li Jiawei looked at the workers coming in and out. The once tidy and clean house was now in a mess. Her former mother-in-law kept reminding the workers to be careful when moving items, fearing that there would be any damage.

"Hey, be careful, there are plates and bowls in here, they are sets, very expensive."

“Don’t touch the TV”

"Refrigerator, wait a minute, this refrigerator costs more than 10,000 yuan."

……

Li Jiawei looked at everything in front of her. The sets of bowls and plates, the LCD TV, were all carefully selected by her. The soft furnishings in this house were all arranged by her bit by bit. She once thought that this would be her forever harbor, but now, she felt sick when she arrived here.

Li Jiawei looked around, feeling powerless and lost. She lived frugally, but she always chose the best furniture and appliances for her home, never compromising. However, no matter how precious the things were to her, they no longer belonged to her.

Zhang's mother was directing the workers to clean up. Keren disliked the decoration style of the house and wanted to redecorate it so that when Keren moved in, there would be no trace of the original style. As for the furniture, it would be a pity to sell it, so she moved it to her old house, which would also increase the rent.

Zhang's mother suddenly saw Li Jiawei, her mouth drooped instantly, and she asked in a very cold tone, "What are you doing here?"

Li Jiawei ignored Zhang's mother's indifference and walked straight into the house. "I'll pack my things."

Zhang's mother pointed to the utility room and said, "Your things are all in there. They are some unwanted junk that are worth taking."

Li Jiawei did not respond. She turned around and walked to the utility room silently. After opening the door, she saw her belongings piled messily on the floor and her clothes were pressed under the sundries and covered with dust.

Li Jiawei felt a fire building up in her heart. It was too much of a bullying. She and Zhang Yi were divorced, but her family still bullied her. They had always been like this, always acting superior to her, bossing her around, and never showing her any respect.

Li Jiawei's thoughts were in a mess. She saw a wooden stick standing in the corner, grabbed it unconsciously, and then walked out of the utility room.