The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Ye City, in a building within the business district.

Late at night, most buildings were already completely dark, but an office on the 28th floor was still brightly lit.

A man sat on a customized leather chair and held a proposal document in his hand, his expression serious and his brows knitted tightly. There was also a cold expression on his face that prevented anyone from approaching him. He kept his eyes on the proposal and would make some annotations on it from time to time.

The phone on his desk continued to ring but he did not even look up.

He continued to put in extra hours in the office. All his employees had gone home, he was the only person left.

He moved like a spinning top, regardless of day or night.

The person who had been constantly texting him could not take it anymore and dialed his number. However, after he picked up his phone, he only said, "I'm not coming home today. I'll sleep in the office." Then, he did not even give the person on the other end to say a word before he hung up.

He stuffed his hands into his pocket and dug out a tiny picture of a pretty woman. This woman was not extremely beautiful but she had a sweet smile. She was not the most elegant but she was warm and loving.

Yanyan, will you miss me?

He suddenly put his hand over his chest, his chest squeezing in pain yet again. He did not know when it had started but his heart would ache from time to time.

He picked up his phone once again and logged out of his own Wechat account. He then logged into another account and sent an emoticon to the only 'friend' in that account.

It was a smiley face.

He soon received a reply.

"What's the matter, Xiao Min?"

He smiled wryly and soon tapped out a reply, as though he had been mulling over something.

"Hello, young mistress. Mister Mo would like me to mail some items to you. Could you please send me your address?"

"What kind of items?" The other party replied.

"Those items which you have left behind, like clothes, shoes and bags. Mister Mo refused to let us throw them away and asked me to send them over."

"Throw those things away. If you and Xiao Lin like them, you may have them. I don't want them anymore."

The man sighed, he did not get the information he was after. Nonetheless, he continued to pursue the topic. His next message:

"Young mistress, do me a favor. After you left, Mister Mo had been very unhappy and had been very cold to both Xiao Lin and I. He was greatly displeased with me after you rejected the car he gave you. If I can't even do this, he would fire me."

The other party seemed to give this matter some thought and only replied after some time.

"Block 6, #02-702 Qingcheng Garden, Chenxi District, Shen City."

Something flashed across that man's eyes when he saw that message. Almost immediately, the other party recalled that message and sent the address of a postal box instead.

However, he had already memorized it.

On the receiving end.

He Xiyan leaned against the headboard and held a pencil as she sketched. Soon, a simple sketch appeared in her sketchbook.

She drew a woman holding a child as they played on a grass patch. The baby in the sketch was very young, as though the child was learning how to walk. The woman wore a white dress and smiled blissfully.

She put her sketchbook aside and rubbed at her stomach awkwardly. However, she was not smiling as blissfully as the woman in the sketch.

Child, do you know that because of your late arrival, you will no longer have a father?

She muttered to herself and could not help but remember that man's figure.

Yixuan, look here. Our marriage has ended before the arrival of our child. If you see our child one day, would you regret your decision? However, I'm afraid you might try to take him away from me, I'm worried that you might take my only family away from me. Therefore, I'm sorry, I can't tell you about his existence.