Qin Yue took off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. With slightly darkened skin, sagging breasts, and a wide tire around her belly, the reflection in the mirror seemed to remind her grimly that she had turned forty today.
Yes, today was Qin Yue's fortieth birthday.
For a stay-at-home mom who had just divorced a year ago, this should probably be quite normal, right? Now Qin Yue could only console herself with words like these.
When Qin Yue was young, she was a genuine beauty, pursued by many suitors. She can't recall the exact number, but she had nearly ten suitors with quite favorable conditions at the very least. In that era, societal values looked down upon women who prioritized looks and money. Whether out of fear of gossip or insecurity, Qin Yue ultimately chose a poor young man who was not particularly handsome as her husband, which was to say, her ex-husband. Not long after getting married, Qin Yue became pregnant. She quit her job and became a stay-at-home mom after giving birth.
Despite her husband not earning much, he treated her well. Their life was relatively happy, although they faced some difficulties along the way, which she managed to overcome. She planned to spend the rest of her life peacefully and quietly in this home. But Qin Yue never imagined that after eighteen years of marriage, her husband would actually have an affair.
Three years ago, Qin Yue's husband, Chen Gang, made a breakthrough in his career, started to climb up the ladder, and made quite a bit of money. Just when Qin Yue thought they could finally live a good life, Chen Gang couldn't resist the temptation of success and had an affair with a young and beautiful college student. It lasted for several months before she discovered it.
Qin Yue chose to get a divorce. She couldn't accept her husband's betrayal. She had silently devoted eighteen years to their family, and she couldn't bear the thought of her husband sleeping in the same bed with another woman, embracing each other to vent their desires and whispering sweet nothings. Even for the sake of her child, she absolutely could not tolerate it!
Chen Gang probably had already considered divorcing, so he agreed without trying to salvage the relationship. However, after living as husband and wife for eighteen years, his affection for her remained. He did not make things difficult for Qin Yue during the property division; in fact, he even gave her a bit more. Nonetheless, a once happy family ultimately fell apart like this.
Qin Yue let out a gentle sigh, then turned and walked into the bathroom. Just as she stepped into the bathtub, the doorbell rang outside. Upon hearing the doorbell, she hesitated for a moment, but she still climbed out of the bathtub, grabbed her bathrobe, and draped it over herself. While putting it on, she walked through the living room towards the entrance.
"Who is it?"
Qin Yue went over and opened the door directly, finding a tall and slender young man standing outside.
This tall and slender young man was none other than Qin Yue's son, Chen Yifan.