Wen Nan's departure felt just like all true farewells, silently slipping away. It accumulated enough pain and disappointment, mercilessly pushing the living to the brink.

After the snow had melted, it was a rare clear and sunny day at the Love Pets Hospital.

Wen Nan, wearing a panda apron around his waist, is currently giving a chubby and adorable orange cat a bath. His fingers gently rub the stretched-out cat's paws, while the assistant next to him, named Xiao Mi, who recently graduated, playfully teases the well-behaved little chubby cat during its bath.

"Keke is so well-behaved today, huh? When I was bathing her, she was screaming and didn't let me touch her or move her, but as soon as our handsome guy offers to give her a bath, she starts enjoying it. She even shows off her belly. She's truly a little flirtatious kitty!"

In Warm Nan's eyes, there was a gentle smile. There were shallow dimples on his cheeks. "Don't mention it. If you do, it might get upset later and refuse to let the wind blow on it."

"Got it, Nan Shu-ge. Let me handle the rest," Xiao Mi pouted towards the several girls outside who were holding pets, their small flickering eyes constantly peeking towards this side, almost breaking through the glass door.

"Brother Nan Shu, I guess these few people must have come to you specifically for help again: 'Oh no, how come my little kitten is vomiting milk? Oh my goodness, I'm so scared, I hope nothing bad happens to my kitty... oh, her cat is already a few months old and eats cat food just fine.'"

Xiaomi had learned to be funny in a convincing way. Wen Nan-Shu couldn't help but chuckle at her antics. He handed her the rinsed faucet and dried his hands before walking out.

Wen Nan took the kitten from the girl's hands, and the kitten, who had been refusing to eat, curled up obediently in his arms. It sucked on the pacifier, and its thin layer of fur-covered belly became plump as it ate.

When you hold it, try not to press its belly with this hand. It likes to be stroked on the back while drinking milk, like this...

Wen Nan patiently taught the girl. The girl blushed and said, "Um... Brother Nan, 'Xingyun' has been getting sick frequently recently. It's really troublesome for you. This cup of milk tea is my treat..."

"...Please!! The past few days, I've been the one giving Lucky injections and taking care of him. I haven't had a wink of sleep for days and nights. What about me?! I love drinking milk tea the most!"

Han Jianian, who had just entered through the door, set down the delivery box and smoothly "snatched" the milk tea from the girl's hand. "Thank you, Miss Li. I love drinking this the most!"

Miss Li's face was blushing just a moment ago, but now she gritted her teeth and said, "...Han Jianian! The bubble tea I bought for Brother Nan! Hand it over to me right away! Otherwise, I'll kick you out of our group during the final anatomy experiment!"

Han Jianian wailed, "You're seeking personal revenge at the expense of public interest! My mom even told me to cultivate a relationship with you!"

Han Jianian was wearing a warm and vibrant red oversized knitted sweater. The loose turtleneck casually tucked into his jeans, while he had a pair of work boots on his feet. He looked like a young man straight out of a fashion magazine in the mall, full of youthful energy.

The girl was about to come over and hit him. Han Jianian quickly hid behind Wunan's back. He was half a head taller than Wunan. At this moment, both of his hands poked out from his warm sweater sleeves and rested on Wunan's shoulders. He bent down, resting his pitiful chin on top: "Wunan ge... Look, this violent girl bullies me all the time..."

Wen Nan shook his head and took the milk tea from Han Jianian's hand. "Don't waste other people's kind intentions... You always throw it away without drinking half of it."

"It's her excessive use of pearls!..."

"That's because you lack taste!"

The pet store was bustling with activity. Han Jianian opened the delivery box and found many plush toys of cartoon pets inside, as well as some ornaments. Without exception, they were all dressed in very festive New Year outfits. There was even a pair of little golden pigs holding a banner that said "Happy New Year."

"This is too cute, Jia Nian Ge! Where did you buy it from? It instantly brings about the festive atmosphere of the New Year!"

"Hehe, beg me, it's New Year's Day. Let's decorate them in these two days."

As Han Jianian spoke, he took out several red headbands from inside. There were two springs on top that wobbled, with very funny greetings written on them.

Han JiaNian divided them among Xiaomi and the others, and then took out one and put it on his own head. Wen NanShu looked at the two springs supporting the funny large characters on Han JiaNian's head: "New Year!" "Go for it!" He couldn't help but laugh as they comically wobbled on his head.

When Wen Nan Shu smiled, Wen Xiu's chin gently tilted downwards, almost touching her neck. Han Jia Nian was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly blinked his eyes and then took out another one to put on Wen Nan Shu's head. "Happy New Year! Wen Ge, you have to wear one too!"

Wen Nan Shu was labeled with this name just like that. He turned his head and saw his reflection in the glass on the ground, with two cute cartoon characters on top of his head, spelling out: '

"Happy New Year's Day."

It has been seven days since leaving the Pei family. As the New Year's Day approaches, his newly embarked life seems unexpectedly lively. Wen Nan Shu untied his apron and told Han Jia Nian that he was going to mail a document and would be back soon.

In the days that Wen Nanshu was away, Pei Yu didn't think much of it. He knew that Wen Nanshu was an orphan and had nowhere else to go apart from the Pei family. The day he threw his luggage was just to teach him a lesson and hope that he would remember it well, so that he would not give him any more trouble in the future. Pei Yu needed a wife who would be obedient and well-behaved at home.

Pei Yu's life remained the same. Occasionally, he would attend social events or go to a few private clubs to hang out with friends.

Late at night, he returned slightly intoxicated after drinking with his friends. He loosened his tie and leaned back on the small sofa, habitually calling out, "Nanshu, I have a headache. Pour me a glass of water."

Who knew that after waiting for a while, there was neither the perfectly balanced honey water with just the right amount of sweetness, nor a pair of slightly cool and comfortable hands stroking his heavy and dizzy forehead.

"Wennan, I asked you to pour me a glass of water. What are you dawdling for..."

Pei Yu's face was filled with impatience, and he had the urge to lose his temper. The servant next to him quickly handed him a glass of water and said, "Young Master, here's the honey water you requested."

"...What is this thing?!" Pei Yu took a sip and almost spat it out. The sickeningly sweet taste flooded his mouth and made him feel nauseous. He hated anything sweet!

"Why is it you? Where is Wen Nan Shu?"

Pei Young Master's voice was cold, and the servant fell silent like a cicada in winter: "Master... Madam is not here... She still hasn't come back..."

"He hasn't come back all this time?" Pei Yu furrowed his brow in confusion and squinted his slightly bloodshot eyes. Only then did he remember that he had ordered someone to chase Wen Nan off that day.

"Go and get me a less sweet cup."

The servant cautiously brought up two cups, intentionally not stirring in much honey. Pei Yu took only a sip, disdainfully lifted the cup and slammed it on the coffee table, causing the pitiful glass to tremble and almost spill out more than half of its contents.

What the hell is this sweet thing? The servant was frightened and hurriedly shirked responsibility: "... Young master, I don't know. In the past, these were all the Madam's choices..."

Go out, go out," Pei Yu kicked the coffee table in annoyance, didn't bother to drink a sip and got up to take a shower and go to bed.

After a few days passed like this, Pei Yu thought that Wen Nan Shu should be done with her tantrums. In the past, Wen Nan Shu had thrown a fit at him before, but after he extended the foreplay and pampered her a couple of times, she behaved obediently.

Moreover, this time he went a bit too far with his words. Hasn't he not done anything yet? Wen Nanshu has a gentle temperament and can't come up with anything impressive.

Just when Pei Yu was still thinking about how to deal with Wen Nan Shu when he returned, what completely caught him by surprise was the eighth day.

Because of New Year's Day, the company had a day off the previous day. On the following day, Pei Yu arrived at the company with two big, dark circles under his eyes. Looking at the pile of plans on his desk, he found flaws in every single one of them. Before he could get angry, his secretary, He Ji, knocked on the door holding some documents.

Wen Nan sent him the divorce agreement.