On the sixth year of marrying Chi Mu, rumors of him with other women never ceased.
On my birthday, I went to the hospital for a check-up.
The doctor told me that I could only live until next spring.
I am not afraid of death, but I fear pain.
The pain torments me to the point of losing my humanity, and I need expensive medication to alleviate it.
However, my bank account balance is insufficient.
So, I came to the company to find Chi Mu.
I happened to run into his young assistant, He Linlin, who had just graduated from school and had been working as Chi Mu's secretary for a month.
Yet she had been in bed with him for three years.
She was waiting for Chi Mu to finish his meeting.
Upon seeing me, she sat up straight and looked me up and down with disdain: "You are Ning Zhaozhao?"
"You look so dry and like you're about to die."
"No wonder Mr. Chi doesn't like you."
I smiled faintly: "Oh, well, you are quite pretty."
She proudly raised her chin: "Of course I'm prettier than you."
A colleague nearby chimed in: "Xiao Zhou, don't be like that. Ning Zhaozhao would look much better than you if she put on some makeup."
"What do you know? How is Ning Zhaozhao any better looking than me?"
" Ning Zhaozhao used to be the campus belle, and Mr. Chi was the Campus Heartthrob. Mr. Chi pursued her for a long time before finally winning her over..."
"What's the difference? Mr. Chi doesn't like her anyway."
He Linlin said confidently, "Even if I don't look as good as her, I'm young. Don't all men prefer young and beautiful women?"
"Mr. Chi loves me so much. If he finds out I'm unhappy, you'll be the one at a loss."
" Ning Zhaozhao, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and divorce Mr. Chi. Don't just occupy the space without contributing."
"Xiao He, Mr. Chi really loves Ning Zhaozhao. If he finds out you're deliberately provoking her, you're finished."
...
Various voices echoed in my ears.
The young girl's face grew increasingly ugly.
She shot me a resentful glare and turned away, no longer speaking.
I lowered my head, a bitter smile tugging at my lips.
Yes.
Chi Mu loves me.
Loves me enough to let that young assistant climb into bed with him while I was seriously ill.
Loves me enough to flirt with that Mistress at the brink of my life and death.
But none of this matters to me anymore.
I had long known about her entanglement with Chi Mu over these past few years.
I just kept choosing to ignore it.
Because I am about to die.
Chi Mu has not finished the meeting yet.
He Linlin specially brought me a cup of tea: "Miss Ning, have a cup of tea. I made it just for you."
She deliberately called me Miss Ning instead of Mrs. Chi.
"Mr. Chi loves the tea I make."
"He says my tea has a special fragrance."
I glanced over.
I noticed she had brewed Jasmine Rose tea.
In the past, Chi Mu only liked the Pu-erh tea I made.
It seems that this He Linlin is different from those women before.
Those women were all used by Chi Mu to provoke me.
He deliberately flirted with them, wanting to make me jealous, wanting me to care.
But in the end, he discarded all those women.
Only this He Linlin, he seems to pamper her excessively.
He is even willing to let her work in the company and be together day and night.
I smiled and said, "He loves the tea you make? That's great. You should persuade him to divorce me soon and marry you openly."
"Don't let others call you a Mistress."
He Linlin's expression changed, and she jumped up: " Ning Zhaozhao, who is the Mistress?"
"You are the Mistress!"
"Mr. Chi has long stopped loving you; he should have divorced you already, but you refuse to let go!"
"Besides, only those who are not loved are Mistresses. You're old and not even good-looking; what right do you have to compete with me for Mr. Chi?"
The others turned pale with fear.
Worried that I would get angry, they hurriedly pulled me outside: " Ning Zhaozhao, don't be angry. Xiao Zhou is young and doesn't understand; let's not stoop to her level."
" Ning Zhaozhao, why don't you go back first? Wait for Mr. Chi to finish his meeting, then let him come find you."
I shook my head: "Why should I be angry?"
For Chi Mu?
I had long learned not to be affected by his emotions.
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