Of course, Chi Huan had taken all of Mo Shiqian's assets to Licheng and given them to his parents—
It was as if they were returned to him.
In just half a year, she had fallen so low that she needed to sell bags, jewelry, and all her valuables, and eventually sold her No. 10 luxury apartment and her Ferrari, just to barely scrape by.
The months following her breakup with Mo Shiqian were the most impoverished and desperate of her twenty-plus years of life.
If there was any benefit to her situation, it was that—
When she was so poor that she didn't know where her next meal was coming from or where she would be tomorrow, survival forced her not to have time to lament the passing of spring or dwell on the agony of a breakup, nor to regret or imagine what other possibilities there might have been if things had gone differently.
She didn't even have time to miss the man who had left her life.
......
Half a year later, it was the height of summer.
