Late at night in a certain bungalow in the north of the city.
An assistant carefully carried an elegant dress into the bedroom. "Sis Yue, the dress for fashion week has been chosen. Would you like to take a look? It's a dress from History...I saw that you were praising their designer's style previously, so..."
Qin Shengyue was absentmindedly sitting in front of her dressing table, not even looking at the dress before saying, "Just put it down."
"Oh..." Seeing that Qin Shengyue did not reject the dress, the assistant was relieved and quickly put the dress down.
After she left, the assistant immediately sent a message to the person who had asked for her favor: [No problem, I've passed it to Sis Yue.]
In the room, Qin Shengyue stared listlessly at the dress, then pulled out a document from her drawer. The divorce papers.
