Qin Zhi'an was left speechless.
He still signed the papers.
The agent I hired was already waiting outside the divorce registry office. As soon as I came out, she planned to take me and the buyer to view the house.
It was a coincidence, really.
This buyer was also a gentleman who had just gotten a divorce.
Qin Zhi'an watched as I got into the car with him, and, like a madman, he ran in front of the car to stop us.
He stared at me with wide eyes, his hands trembling as he asked,
"Who is he?!"
I rolled my eyes.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Qin Zhi'an took a deep breath.
"He just got divorced and is already with you. What kind of person could he be?"
I raised an eyebrow, touching my freshly shaped brows.
"Oh? And what would you call the man who, even though he's married, still takes care of his first love?"
As he stood there stunned, the agent took a few steps back and then bypassed him to leave.
He gritted his teeth.
"Time's tight, the task is heavy. Let's focus on the real business!"
I smiled.
"Exactly."
The agent worked efficiently.
The third person who came to view the house immediately made a decision.
When we signed the contract, she leaned in and whispered,
"Granny, I'm your fan!"
I froze for a moment.
"Fan?!"
She opened her phone, and sure enough, she was following my account.
She told me that she had been unemployed three times, and recently, her job search had been unsuccessful.
When she was feeling frustrated, she liked watching my videos.
"I just feel like every time I watch, it gives me energy."
"I want to be like you, Granny—no matter how old I am, I want to gather the courage to start over!"
I looked into her young eyes.
It felt like looking at myself and Qin Zhi'an back when we bought this house.
We made it on our own, and this was where we started our new life.
Now, the house had a new owner.
And as for me, I was ready to continue my new life.