"That's not entirely true,"
Yao Qing said after a few seconds of contemplation, her voice carrying a sense of past events drifting away with the wind, carefree. Gu Qing became even more perplexed.
But Yao Qing didn't seem inclined to explain anything to her, and all Gu Qing could do was watch helplessly as Yao Qing ascended the stairs.
Having quit her job recently, Gu Qing always needed to find work to support herself. Even though she had food and lodging at Yao Qing's place, she still felt uneasy about freeloading.
After giving it some thought, she decided to work at her former stepson's company as a minor department manager, confident in her ability and intelligence to handle the position.
Who was this former stepson?—Of course, it was her ex-husband's son, the man she had loved for many years until their relationship had gradually faded into indifference.
