Chapter 8
The person beside him asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I think I just saw someone I know.”
They had grown up with Feng Tingshen since childhood. They all knew that Rong Ci liked him.
To be honest, Rong Ci was very beautiful. She was quiet and gentle. Beautiful, yes—but she didn’t have anything especially eye-catching about her. She wasn’t the type Feng Tingshen liked.
Feng Tingshen always kept his distance from her. Because of that, they didn’t think much of her either.
They hadn’t seen Rong Ci many times. Even when they did, they didn’t bother greeting her.
Truthfully, her face had become a little blurry in his memory. He wasn’t even sure if he had seen correctly.
But even if it really was Rong Ci, he didn’t care.
He didn’t say anything more and turned back to the private room.
…
Rong Ci didn’t notice Qi Yuming at all.
After leaving the hotel, she sent Chu Zilan home and stayed overnight to take care of her.
When Chu Zilan woke up and saw Rong Ci there, she hugged her gratefully. “Thank you for last night! I’ll treat you to a meal another day!”
Rong Ci had already prepared breakfast. She patted her head. “Go wash up. Breakfast will get cold.”
Chu Zilan hugged her tightly, burying her face in Rong Ci’s waist and refusing to let go. “Xiao Ci, you’re so soft and smell so nice. It feels so good hugging you~”
Rong Ci: “…”
After washing up, Chu Zilan saw the delicious breakfast Rong Ci had made. She felt extremely happy and sincerely thought that whoever married Rong Ci would be very lucky.
But thinking about Rong Ci’s marriage with Feng Tingshen, and afraid of hurting her feelings, she didn’t say it out loud.
She sat down, eating breakfast while scrolling through her phone.
After a while, her expression changed. She couldn’t help asking, “Feng Tingshen is back in the country?”
Rong Ci nodded. “Yes.”
Chu Zilan handed her the phone.
Rong Ci glanced at it. It was a post from Feng Tingshen’s friend, Qi Yuming.
He had posted several photos from last night’s gathering.
The caption read: Happy birthday to the beautiful birthday girl~
Although it was meant to celebrate Lin Wu’s birthday, in the nine-photo grid, four or five of them were just Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu together.
Especially during the cake-cutting. Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu were holding the same crystal knife and cutting the cake together.
As for his daughter, Feng Jingxin, she didn’t appear in any of the photos.
Probably because they were afraid the old Madam Feng would find out. After all, the old madam and Rong Ci’s grandmother were good friends. Because of the issues between Rong Ci’s mother and Lin Wu’s mother in the past, the old madam had always disliked Lin Wu.
If the old madam knew that Feng Tingshen allowed Feng Jingxin to get close to Lin Wu, she would definitely be very angry.
Just from the photos, anyone who didn’t know better would think Feng Tingshen and Lin Wu were truly a couple.
And it was obvious that this birthday party had been specially arranged by Feng Tingshen for Lin Wu.
Thinking about how cold he had been to her on her own birthday half a month ago, Rong Ci looked away.
Chu Zilan looked at her worriedly. “Xiao Ci—”
“It’s fine. Whatever they do has nothing to do with me anymore.” Rong Ci handed the phone back. “I’ve asked Feng Tingshen for a divorce.”
“What?!”
Chu Zilan was shocked. “Y-you asked for a divorce first?!”
“Yes.”
Before this, Chu Zilan hadn’t disliked Feng Tingshen.
On the contrary, she had once admired him. She had even had a small crush on him.
There was no special reason. Feng Tingshen was just too outstanding.
Rong Ci had skipped three grades and graduated from the country’s top university before she was even eighteen. Soon after, she started her own tech company and obtained several patents. That was already incredible in Chu Zilan’s eyes.
But Feng Tingshen had reportedly graduated from university at thirteen.
Not long after graduation, he went abroad for further studies.
When he returned, he had already founded several companies of his own—and they were all listed.
And he wasn’t even twenty yet.
His companies covered technology, medicine, entertainment, and tourism.
In the following years, while continuing to build his own businesses, he also took over the Feng Group.
In just a few years, he easily brought the Feng Group to an even higher level.
In their circle, who wouldn’t give Feng Tingshen a thumbs-up?
Not to mention, he was extremely handsome.
So Chu Zilan had never found it strange that a genius like Rong Ci would fall for a genius like Feng Tingshen.
However, Feng Tingshen was also truly heartless toward people he didn’t like.
Thinking about how he had misunderstood Rong Ci for years and trampled on her sincere feelings, Chu Zilan completely lost her admiration for him.
She had always seen how much Rong Ci loved Feng Tingshen.
Over the years, she had tried to persuade Rong Ci to divorce.
But Rong Ci had always just shaken her head quietly.
So she truly never expected that Rong Ci would be the one to ask for a divorce.
She couldn’t even continue eating breakfast. She looked at Rong Ci with heartache. “What happened?”
She knew that something serious must have happened to make Rong Ci, who had always loved Feng Tingshen so firmly, choose divorce herself.
Rong Ci thought for a moment. “It’s not really one big thing. Maybe the disappointments just piled up. Suddenly I felt tired… so I want a divorce.”
Chu Zilan knew her personality well. Once Rong Ci made a decision, even if she hadn’t completely let go of Feng Tingshen yet, she wouldn’t easily change her mind.
She was serious.
Chu Zilan walked over and hugged her. “It’s okay. Divorce might be a good thing.”
Rong Ci nodded. “Mm.”
After breakfast, Rong Ci left Chu Zilan’s place and went to work.
Before she moved out, even though she and Feng Tingshen worked at the same place, they always left at different times and never went to work together.
Plus, he was very guarded against her. Sometimes, at the company, they wouldn’t even see each other once in a month.
Now that she had moved out, they ran into each other two days in a row.
Today, Feng Tingshen looked the same as always—tall, handsome, calm, and steady. And just like before, whenever he saw her, the coldness on his face became more obvious.
Just like yesterday, he only glanced at her briefly before looking away.
Rong Ci lowered her eyes and, as usual, softly said, “President Feng.”
Only after he walked away did she step into the company.
She didn’t know whether Lin Wu had come to the office today, and she didn’t care. She quietly focused on her work.
At noon, her grandmother called.
“Xiao Ci, someone sent over a sheep from City X. The weather is getting colder. Come back for dinner tonight. I’ll have them prepare a whole lamb feast for you.”
Hearing her grandmother’s kind voice warmed Rong Ci’s heart. “Okay. I’ll come back after work.”
Other than in the morning, she didn’t see Feng Tingshen again that day.
After packing up, she was ready to leave work on time when Cheng Yuan brought her a document and asked her to handle it urgently.
Rong Ci paused.
He said it was urgent, but after glancing at the contents, she knew it wasn’t actually needed right away.
If it had been before, she would have accepted it with a smile and promised to finish it as soon as possible.
Because she didn’t want special treatment.
But today, she didn’t want to strive for perfection anymore—especially for matters related to Feng Tingshen.
And she was tired.
Right now, she just wanted to go home early and have dinner with her grandmother. She didn’t want to work overtime.
In the past, she had always wanted to build good relationships with Feng Tingshen’s personal secretaries.
But now, there was no need.
Besides, yesterday Cheng Yuan had wrongly accused her without even knowing the full story. She wasn’t generous enough to pretend nothing had happened.
She looked at Cheng Yuan and said coldly,
“I won’t handle this now. I’m getting off work.”
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