The city is shrouded in mist, with bustling crowds in the downtown area. However, the cafe on the 13th floor is surprisingly quiet.

Qin Yaya wore a black and white Givenchy suit, her long legs wrapped in black stockings, crossed under the table, her posture elegant.

Her makeup was light, yet it still couldn't conceal her delicate features.

Besides her original elegant and cool temperament, she was still eye-catching in the sparsely populated cafe.

"Sign it, it's best for both of us."

As they spoke, he pushed across a document labeled "Divorce Agreement" and tapped his fingers on the table, occasionally glancing at his Longines watch.

Her eyebrows furrowed.

Facing her was Yang Xiao, a handsome and scholarly-looking man. Even with half his face covered by sunglasses, his handsomeness couldn't be concealed.

Unfortunately, he is blind.

And when Yang Xiao heard the woman's words, he stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the table.

The file wasn't touched, but I spilled a cup of coffee.

"Oh."

Hearing the sound, Yang Xiao's hand froze.

After letting out a sigh, Qin Yaya no longer said a word, but instead glanced at the female assistant who had been standing beside her.

He waved his hand and said, "Waiter, clear the table."

After that, she took out a new agreement from her bag and directly handed it to Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao touched the surface of the file folder and asked, "What's this?"

"Divorce agreement," Qin Yaya said, leaning back in her chair. Her voice was as calm as her expression.

Yang Xiao's fingers trembled as he tightly grasped the file, raising his head and asking, "Why?"

“You haven't done anything wrong. You've taken good care of the home for these three years of marriage. Of course, I haven't cheated either.” Qin Yayaya sighed again: “Don't you understand yet? Our fate is exhausted. Here's five million, consider it compensation for you.”

After finishing her words, she nodded to the assistant.

The female assistant immediately took out a card from her briefcase and placed it on the table.

Yang Xiao didn't take it. Instead, he repeatedly traced the paper in his hand, a wry smile playing on his lips: "Our fate is exhausted... Two years of dating, three years of marriage, and you want to end it all with a five million yuan card?"

Qin Yaya originally thought Yang Xiao would definitely cling on, or at least sadly try to persuade her to stay. She never expected him to have this kind of attitude.

Because of his attitude, Qin Yayaya's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and her voice turned cold: "When you married me, you gave me two million for my business. Now I'm returning five million to you. Isn't that enough?"

She shook her head. "Originally, if you hadn't asked, I would have divided another share of the property to you, after all, it's been you managing the household all these years. But... well, never mind, it's useless to say these things."

"The company was founded by me. You didn't help, and the startup capital was originally your dowry. Now I've paid you back with interest."

"So the company isn't considered joint property, you have no objections, right?"

Her female assistant, sharp and capable, looked at Yang Xiao with a hint of disdain when she heard this.

From start to finish, Yang Xiao said only one sentence, and Qin YaYa immediately had ten sentences waiting for him.

Just as Qin Yayaya's attitude towards him remained the same after three years of marriage.

Over the past three years, Qin Yayaya has become increasingly outstanding. Her startup company is booming, she's getting prettier, and her temperament is becoming more aloof and cool.

It was as if the woman who had once cried, clutching his hand and telling him she would marry him even if he went blind, was a completely different person.

Time, as it turns out, can change everything.

Seeing his silence, Qin Yayaya's brows relaxed a few points. He was still reluctant after all.

"Yang Xiao, I know you're hurting, but you should understand that we have nothing in common anymore."

You are no longer the person you used to be, and neither am I.

"Even if you can't see now, this five million will be enough for you to live a comfortable life for the rest of your days. You could even remarry and take good care of yourself."

These words, Qin Yayaya said lightly, but Yang Xiao felt a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

What a line, to marry another woman!

Qin Yayay, do you know why these eyes of mine are blind?!

"Sign here and give everyone some face."

Despite seeing Yang Xiao, he remained unmoved. His female assistant patiently tried to persuade him, "Yang Xiao, Mr. Qin has already made it very clear. Your marriage has reached this point, no one is to blame. Since the fate is exhausted, it's better to make a decision sooner, so it wouldn't be so cruel to everyone."

"As you know, Qin总's business is currently in an upswing, and the company has reached a crucial moment... As a man, you have been blind for three years, and Qin总 has remained loyal to you. I think you should not burden her, right?"

"Xu Pei, shut up! What's the point of saying these things?" Qin Yaya interrupted with displeasure. Xu Pei obediently stepped back half a step, anyway, she had already said what she wanted to say.

And all of that is true.

Yang Xiao's bitterness at the corner of his mouth deepened. Qin YaYa seemed to be making a deal with him, buying her freedom with money.

The lover she once had is now a shackle for her.

At first sight, they dislike each other.

"Understood."

As expected, he didn't get it wrong.

His life has had several major setbacks. The last car accident was one, and this time, it's another.

It's all over.

"I'll just push the card over to Gao Ya," Yang Xiao said, "You don't need to worry about the money. I wouldn't want anything back when it comes to gifts."

“But the house in Lanting was left to me by my parents, I have to get it back.”

When Xu Pei heard this, she rolled her eyes and said, "The current market value of Lan Ting's house is millions. It should be considered joint property of a husband and wife, shouldn't it? You really are good at calculating..."

Yang Xiao raised his head and looked at her: "As I said, I won't take things that have been given away, but I will take back what belongs to me. Is there a problem with that?"

But—

"Alright, Xiao Pei, let's not waste any more time."

Qin Yaya lowered her head and glanced at the time on her wrist: "I agree. Now Lan Ting's house is where my mom and younger brother live, so I'll have them move out today."

"May I have your signature now?"

Yang Xiao nodded, just about to reach for the pen when a hand already put it into his. "Sign here."

Yang Xiao chuckled sarcastically, but didn't say anything before signing his name.

"From now on, we will be strangers. I wish you all the best in your career, Mr. Qin."

With the agreement finalized, Qin Yaya seemed reluctant to waste any more time. As if she hadn't heard Yang Xiao's words, she stood up on her own.

As soon as she stepped out of the cafe, she put on her sunglasses, and a BMW 7 Series was already parked downstairs waiting to pick up Qin Yayaya.

Turning her head to glance at Yang Xiao, who was also wearing sunglasses, Qin YaYa's eyes twitched. She seemed to want to say something, but ultimately didn't speak.

Xu Pei seemed to have seen through her emotions, and whispered in her ear, "YaYa, don't forget, we still have an appointment with Mr. Sun this afternoon."

When it came to work, Qin Yayaya seemed like a different person. Her eyes turned cold as she got in the car and said, "Let's go."

The BMW roared away, leaving Yang Xiao alone standing there.

Ahead is a traffic light, and it is currently red. Pedestrians are stopped.

Yang Xiao stood by the roadside, his tightly shut eyes betraying no emotion, but his hand gripping the cane trembled slightly.

They knew each other since they were young. Back then, Yang Xiao's parents were well-off. However, because Yang Xiao was frail and sickly as a child, his parents sent him to a Taoist temple to be raised until he turned eighteen when he finally left the temple.

And Qin YaYa fell in love with a university student, the two spent their entire college years together.

But a car accident took away Yang Xiao's parents, and his eyes never opened again.

Originally, he was disheartened and thought about not delaying Qin YaYa. He was prepared to take the remaining family property and find a secluded sanatorium to spend his remaining years in seclusion.

To his surprise, Qin Yaya came to him crying, begging him not to leave. Her parents also said they were willing to accept him.

As compensation, Yang Xiao gave Qin Yayaya two million yuan as a dowry.

There were only two million on the paper, but over the past three years, Qin Yaya started her own business and encountered many difficulties. He secretly supplemented a lot.

Just last month, Qin Yayaya's mother said she was on a business trip and was short of funds, so she took out the last 700,000 yuan from her bankbook.

That was compensation money from his parents' car accident.

But now...

"Don't run around!!"

Suddenly, a child's figure dashed past him in a hurry, followed by the mother's shouts.

And a black sedan came speeding by, not noticing anyone dashing out.

"Goodness, stop that child!" exclaimed someone else.

Yang Xiao, who had been standing still, heard the sound and immediately ran toward the direction of the child's cries!

Before anyone could react, a figure dashed into the road, grabbed the child and rolled with them on the ground.

The screech of brakes sent a ripple of gasps through the crowd.

Fresh blood soaked into Yang Xiao's amulet, which he always kept pressed against his chest.

Suddenly, a surge of heat erupted from the dantian, like a wild horse breaking free from its reins, uncontrollable!

The heat surged from his limbs, into his eyes, and finally, a celestial voice reverberated through his mind.

"Hey kid!"

"After three years of hardship, you remain true to your original aspiration!"

You are worthy to receive the old man's legacy!

Master?!

Wasn't he dead?

Yang Xiao's chest trembled violently. At the same time, a golden light spread from his brow, filling him with heat that forced his tightly shut eyes, which had been closed for three years, to snap open!

Yang Xiao's spectacles, had already fallen.

And now, he stared blankly at the frightened boy before him, but his mind was suddenly filled with a flash of information!

Jiang Xiaopeng, male, born on the 27th day of the Chen month in the year of Wu Xu (1906), at Mao time. He died at the age of five in a car accident...