That night, after resolving not to dwell on the past, Su Nian simply ignored the outside world.
Even if she hadn't seen Shen Hanxiu all day, or heard office gossip about him, she turned a deaf ear.
"Sister Niannian, why have you suddenly become so serious?"
Su Nian forced a natural smile to avoid drawing attention to any awkwardness: "The New Year is coming up, need to save up some money to give the kids red envelopes!"
"New Year's still far away! Besides, President Shen just uses his gold card for red envelopes, your little money, I bet your precious Zhen wouldn't even care for it, you better save it for your retirement!"
"When I'm old, my son will take care of me."
"Yes, yes, your son is the most filial."
Su Nian stopped her work, stretched lazily, rubbing her shoulders, and shifted the topic away from herself: "By the way, are you still staying at Special Assistant Yang's place?"
