After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chen Feng slightly turned his head to avoid her gaze and sighed: "Some things, once missed, can't be made up for again. Besides, I'm no longer who I used to be. Even if we start over, we can't go back to how things were."

"Why?" Shen Lin asked with emphasis, "Is it because you've become rich now?"

"That's part of the reason, probably." Chen Feng said honestly, "They say that when men get rich, they become bad, it's like a law. Now that I'm rich, I've become bad too. I'm involved with several women. Plus, because of our failed marriage, I no longer believe in love, let alone marriage.

So, for a long time, I won't think about marrying again. Even if I get back together with you, I can't remarry you, nor can I cut ties with other women. Can you accept these two points?"

Shen Lin stared at him lengthily without saying a word.

This time, Chen Feng took the initiative to step forward, crouching beside the bed to be at eye level with her, revealing a slight smile: "Shen Lin, I loved you once, but it was the pure and stubborn Shen Lin of the past. Back then, you occupied an important place in my heart and remain the most precious memory of my life. Now, both of us have changed, in my heart the Shen Lin of the past is dead, and the Chen Feng of the past is also dead, we're no longer who we were, we can't go back.

I sincerely wish that you find a man in the future who can satisfy you and bring lifetime happiness. We can be friends; if you have any problems you can still reach out to me. But we can't go any further. Let's keep the beautiful memories of the past in our hearts."

Finishing his words, Chen Feng stood up, turned around, and said: "I'm leaving. From now on, let's cherish ourselves."

Having said this, Chen Feng left the room briskly without looking back, opened the door to the ward, and walked out.

Shen Lin's tears, already swirling in her eyes, finally spilled down.

She hadn't expected that this seemingly foolproof situation would end in failure. For this, she didn't hesitate to gamble with her health, actually taking five sleeping pills.

Yet the result was this conclusion, Chen Feng felt no pity, no compassion towards her, just exuded that kind of distant and cold demeanor.

Perhaps he still cared about her a bit, but not in the way a family member or lover would, at most it was the kind of concern between ordinary friends.

Could it be that he's really completely out of feelings for me?

Shen Lin couldn't believe it, clenching her fists tightly, letting the tears continue to fall from her eyes.

Chen Feng walked quickly out of the inpatient building, rubbing his face hard with his hands, finally relaxing a bit.

Facing a full-on barrage from his ex-wife, Chen Feng's heart couldn't possibly be as calm as he had portrayed.

After all, he lived with her for five or six years, truly loved each other, hearing her speak those words while lying in the hospital bed, he couldn't be indifferent. When she spoke with emotion, he really found it hard to feel unmoved?

Even for a moment, Chen Feng impulsively thought about rekindling their relationship, even remarrying, but eventually, this was just a fleeting impulse, as he expressed, they've both changed, especially him, he's no longer the same Chen Feng.

You could say he essentially died once, not talking about rebirth or anything, but now compared to when he was an employee, his character has transformed greatly, not to mention lifestyle and mindset.

They were happy and sweet together, but ultimately they also experienced pain.

He now lives a completely different life, he doesn't want to go back to the past.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, quickened his pace to leave the hospital full of the smell of disinfectant.

He didn't immediately return to No. 8 Villa, instead driving over to East Lake Villa.

This villa that he had been so satisfied with, since buying it, had nonetheless remained unoccupied.

He entered through the open gate, finding the yard grown with quite a lot of wild grass. Walking through the yard to the villa's front, he opened the door with a key, on the inside wafted a slightly musty odor. Upon looking, it had accumulated a thin layer of dust.

This house needs someone or maintenance; even though it looks like a new villa, unattended is not good.

However, Chen Feng doesn't want to lease it out; having bought it at a high price and renting it to someone just feels odd. He's not short of money, buying this house was out of fondness, not investment.

Chen Feng plans to live here for a while. So, he called the property management here, requesting two cleaners to come over.

After waiting for over ten minutes, two cleaning ladies arrived, after explaining, Chen Feng went alone to stroll by the East Lake shore.

Since moving to Red Villa Bay, he rarely came to the East Lake shore.

Now with the midday sun, walking and gazing at the scenery, the temperature was just right, neither cold nor hot.

The pedestrian and tourist traffic along the embankment was plentiful, whether in couples or small groups, everyone's expression appeared easygoing and pleasant.

After walking for a while, Chen Feng sat on a bench facing the lake, dazedly looking at the shimmering surface of East Lake, memories of past times with Shen Lin unconsciously floated into his mind.

After all, living together for five or six years, the happy and sweet times accounted for at least two-thirds. The main reason he divorced back then wasn't merely emotional fading; more importantly, it was due to discovering he had a terminal illness.

If not for the terminal illness, he certainly wouldn't have had the resolve to divorce her.

So, Shen Lin's earlier words weren't entirely wrong, there lingered some feelings between them.

But Chen Feng truly doesn't want to revert to his former self; now that he has money and women, life is carefree, why remarry?

He could only continually convince himself inwardly, firming up his confidence.

He was worried that he wouldn't last and would get pulled back by Shen Lin into that seemingly happy and sweet yet often suppressive, stifling way of life.

But completely severing ties with Shen Lin, a woman they once loved, even to the point of never interacting again, naturally aroused turbulent feelings, hard to stay calm.

He sat for ten minutes, until a young couple sat down, leaning closely next to him, pulling his thoughts back.

"Here, have a bite."

The woman handed an ice cream to the man's mouth, her voice soft.

The man chuckled, opened his mouth, and took a huge bite.

"You're annoying! So annoying! Taking such a big bite."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, let me give it back to you then."

The man hugged the woman, wanting to kiss mouth to mouth...

Damn!

Chen Feng suddenly stood up, startling the young couple.

Chen Feng didn't look at them, simply walked away.

"This guy is crazy!" the man muttered softly.

"Don't say that. Maybe he's unlucky in love."

"At his age, what's there to be unlucky for? Could be a divorce."

...

Chen Feng's hearing is quite sharp now, though they spoke softly, he heard it all. But of course, he wouldn't go beat up these youngsters for it.

He could only bless them with the outlook of someone who's been through it: "the sooner you separate, the better."

He aimlessly strolled along the lakeside for a while longer, checking the time, then headed back to Lakefront Villa.

Sure enough, the two cleaning ladies were efficient, already nearly finished tidying up.

Chen Feng sat on the stone stool in the yard, taking the chance to reply to several messages he'd ignored before.

Among them was one from his mother, asking how he'd been in Xiu Zhou? What he's been busy with? If there's nothing important in Xiu Zhou, to go home for a while, preferably bringing Wu Mengting.

Chen Feng surely didn't want to return home, thinking it over before sending a voice message saying he's currently busy setting up a company with some friends, can't leave.

His mom instantly questioned via voice message: [What company?]

Then Chen Feng replied it's a film company, a small one, with total investment less than a million, and he only invested a little over ten thousand, others are also shareholders.

Zhao Xiaolan didn't understand these but reminded him not to get tricked.

After exchanging a few more voice messages with his mom, Chen Feng used driving as an excuse to end the conversation.

Checking other unread messages, there was one from Guo Mengyao, saying her flight would arrive in Xiu Zhou tomorrow at noon, asking if he'd pick her up.

After hesitating slightly, Chen Feng sent her an OK gesture.

Then not long after, Guo Mengyao called him directly.