After my divorce, I started to have good luck

The outcome wasn't what she had imagined. She initially thought she could start over and find someone she truly liked after ending things early, but unfortunately, in the past half-year, no man had made her heart flutter again.

After all, she wasn't a woman driven by money; when choosing a partner, she first looked at whether she liked them. If she didn't, no amount of money would make her interested.

Only after this was satisfied would she consider other conditions of the person. If their financial condition was average, she wouldn't compromise just for the sake of love. Unless the person had great potential, like Chen Feng once did.

Unfortunately, she had staked several years on Chen Feng, only to end up losing disastrously. Chen Feng, in her eyes, eventually became someone she couldn't rely on.

When she divorced Chen Feng, she didn't feel much reluctance; instead, there was a sense of relief and gratitude. At least she wasn't too old, at least she and Chen Feng didn't have children.

But everything began to change the moment she saw Chen Feng with Wu Mengting. The first was her mindset.

Previously, she thought Chen Feng was an unwanted trash stock. Who knew that someone else would want him even if she didn't, and it was someone younger and prettier than her? Then she slowly realized that this trash stock Chen Feng might be turning around. Otherwise, why would a younger, prettier woman, who wasn't stupid, choose him?

Once she realized this, how could she not regret it? She had spent her most precious five-plus years with Chen Feng, always hoping he'd become successful and make enough money to lead them to a happy and prosperous life together.

Yet, after she and Chen Feng divorced, it seemed Chen Feng turned around, even having a girlfriend like Wu Mengting.

Originally, she kept reminding herself that she might be overthinking. After all, there was no concrete evidence that Chen Feng had turned around; maybe Wu Mengting really was an infatuated fool, someone with a problem. Or maybe Chen Feng had tricked her with sweet words.

Until this time when she saw Chen Feng again, from his demeanor to his attire, and the confident, calm aura he exuded, she was finally sure Chen Feng had turned back into that person she once fell for at first sight, maybe even more so, becoming more mature and steady than before.

And he obviously had become wealthy. The casual suit he wore was from Givenchy. She didn't know the exact price, but she knew Givenchy was notoriously expensive, where even a T-shirt could cost thousands.

Now, Chen Feng was undoubtedly her ideal type. She had once had him for several years but ultimately abandoned him.

As a result, after she abandoned him, he turned waste into treasure again.

Life is indeed full of drama!

"Lin, don't cry! Don't cry!" Mrs. Shen quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it to her, comforting her, "A man's heart has changed; no matter how hard you cry, it's useless."

Chen Feng felt a bit awkward at this moment. He never dreamed Shen Lin would cry in front of him. She didn't cry when they divorced, and now, after being divorced for so long, she cried. Isn't this a joke?

"Shen Lin, there's really no point in talking about this now," Chen Feng sighed and said, "Instead of wasting your time and energy on a playboy like me, you'd better take the money. Text me your bank account, and I'll transfer a million directly to your account. Having the money in hand is most real."

Mr. Shen quickly advised, "Lin, he's saying so, just listen to him."

Mrs. Shen also advised, "Yeah, just listen to him. Having the money is the most real."

Shen Lin shook her head while wiping the corners of her eyes with a tissue and said, "I don't want it."

"Really! Why won't you take the money? It's your rightful compensation."

"Indeed. Other matters can be discussed later; getting the compensation now is the most real. Everything else is empty."

Both Mr. and Mrs. Shen tried persuading her, but Shen Lin remained unmoved, silently resisting, which irritated them greatly.

Just then, a waiter knocked and entered, pushing a dining cart with signature dishes placed on the table, followed by two hotel staff in professional attire with gloves, bringing a bottle of Flying Maotai to verify its authenticity with Chen Feng, and then opened the bottle after his confirmation.

"Alright, let's put everything else aside for now and eat. I haven't had dinner yet."

Chen Feng invited them, then started eating first.

Seeing this, Mr. and Mrs. Shen didn't hold back either. They had heard of Fuman Building's signature dishes but never tasted them before. Now they had the chance to eat for free, and they didn't want to miss it. Besides, being the elders, they felt justified and rightfully eating a meal from Chen Feng, their former son-in-law.

So the elderly couple stopped persuading their daughter and each picked up their chopsticks to dig in.

Seeing this, Chen Feng casually picked up the Flying Maotai, poured some for Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen glanced at him but didn't refuse, nor did he thank him.

However, when Chen Feng raised his glass in a toast, in keeping with drinking manners, Mr. Shen raised his glass too, squinting and drinking with a look of satisfaction.

Afterward, Chen Feng didn't engage much with them and continued eating, while Mr. and Mrs. Shen did the same, ignoring their daughter, who didn't touch her food.

Chen Feng didn't urge her to eat either. If she didn't want to eat, so be it.

After the three had eaten enough, Chen Feng then brought up the compensation again, addressing the still-silent Shen Lin, "Shen Lin, add me on WeChat or give me your bank account. Tonight is our last farewell dinner. Let's part on good terms."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lin collapsed onto the table, sobbing.

Seeing this, Mrs. Shen tried to comfort her while gently patting her back.

Meanwhile, Mr. Shen directly said to Chen Feng, "Why not transfer it to my account instead? I'll give you my account details."

Chen Feng shot him a glare, too lazy to respond, letting him figure it out himself. Even if Shen Lin tacitly agreed, Chen Feng wouldn't be foolish enough to transfer the money to her father's account.

Seeing Chen Feng's demeanor, Mr. Shen felt a bit embarrassed but didn't lose his temper. Instead, he reached for Shen Lin's phone on the table, stood up, and handed it to Chen Feng, "You can handle it yourself."

Chen Feng took the phone, unlocking the screen with the pattern she used to frequently use, and as expected, it unlocked immediately.

Without seeking Shen Lin's consent, Chen Feng opened her WeChat, manipulated it, and added himself as a friend again.

Then, Chen Feng transferred a million to her through the transfer feature. It took no more than three to four minutes in total.