Late at night.
In the dark apartment, only the faint light from the computer illuminated Jiang Nuan’s pale face.
She stared at every word on the screen for a long, long time, then finally, with stiff fingers, she pressed the send button on the email.
Three seconds later, the email alert sounded.
—Your ‘Resignation Letter’ has been sent to Fu Yumo.
Chapter 8
The next day, Fu Yumo entered the top floor but didn’t see the familiar figure outside the office.
His brows furrowed unconsciously, feeling inexplicably irritable.
Checking the time, he instructed the secretary: “Tell Jiang Nuan, if she doesn’t arrive at the company within 10 minutes, her bonus for this month will be docked.”
“Yes.” The secretary smiled as she opened her work tablet, but her smile froze the next second.
“Mr. Fu…” she looked at the email, somehow finding it hard to speak.
“What?” Fu Yumo looked up coldly.
The secretary handed over the tablet: “Special Assistant Jiang… she resigned.”
Fu Yumo’s eyes darkened terrifyingly.
Meanwhile, at a café.
Jiang Nuan nervously looked at the person sitting in front of her.
Father Fu was composed, even taking the time to order a cup of hot milk beneficial for pregnant women for Jiang Nuan.
“I heard from your mother that you really want to keep this child and are willing to be Yumo’s mistress.”
“The Fu family won’t mistreat anyone who has merit, but I don’t want anything to affect the marriage alliance between the two families.”
With each word from Father Fu, Jiang Nuan felt as if she was being stuffed into a box.
She wanted to argue, to explain, but Father Fu’s indifferent gaze suppressed the sounds in her throat.
Father Fu didn’t care what she was thinking, he placed a check on the table and stood up, finalizing the deal: “Go abroad, come back in five years.”
Father Fu then left without looking back.
After a while, Jiang Nuan’s mother came in from outside.
She reached for the check on the table, her eyes lighting up: “Ten million! Truly, it’s the mother’s honor!”
Jiang Nuan watched her mother’s greedy, ugly smile, her eyes gradually reddening.
“I’ve told you before, nothing is more important than money…”
As Jiang Nuan’s mother spoke, she tried to tuck the check into her bag.
