The Next Day.

Huaxing Trading Company.

By the Water Dispenser.

Chen Yinuo was filling her cup with water when, suddenly, a female colleague from the Business Cooperation Team, who was waiting her turn, spoke up in surprise.

"Hey, Team Leader, the scar on your finger has faded!"

"What scar?" Chen Yinuo paused, confused.

"This one!"

The female colleague, as if she had discovered some great treasure, quickly pointed to Chen Yinuo's index finger.

"Team Leader, it's this finger! Just a few days ago, I even asked you about it. You said it was a scar from cutting yourself while cooking a long time ago. I even remarked how unfortunate it was for such beautiful hands to have a flaw. But now, it's noticeably lighter than it was just a couple of days ago! What did you use?"

Hearing this, Chen Yinuo was taken aback and looked down at her finger.

That scar really had come from an old accident while cutting vegetables years ago.

She had never cared much about it and paid it little attention—even these past two days when she had been using Ye Chen's "Flawless Cream."

The truth was, she hadn't believed Ye Chen's claims about the cream's scar-removing properties.

After all, in her eyes, it was impossible for any product to be that miraculous.

Sure, there were countless skincare products and ointments on the market claiming to remove scars.

But an actual miracle cream that could completely fade scars? She had never heard of one.

If something like that really existed, wouldn't it have already swept the world and caused a frenzy?

So the only reason she applied Ye Chen's so-called "Flawless Cream" was to prove how absurdly unrealistic his claims were.

Yet now, looking closely, after only two days of using the cream, there were visible results?

Had he really managed to develop such a miraculous ointment?

But... how was this possible?

Not to mention that Ye Chen's university major had nothing to do with this field.

And considering his years of being lazy and aimless, how could he possibly have come up with something like this?

"Team Leader, what's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Yinuo's astonished expression, the female colleague asked, puzzled.

"Ah, nothing, nothing!" snapped out of her thoughts, Chen Yinuo instinctively shook her head.

"Team Leader, did you use some kind of scar-removing product? Could you recommend it to me? This is incredible!" the colleague asked eagerly.

"This... it's... it's a cream my husband made. I was just trying it out!"

Originally, she wanted to say it was Ye Chen's product, but considering how few people in the company knew his name, she awkwardly shifted to calling him "my husband."

"Your husband made it?" The colleague froze.

Wasn't the rumor that Team Leader Chen's husband was a worthless gambling addict?

"Xiaolin, I've finished filling my cup. It's your turn."

Not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer, Chen Yinuo hurriedly changed the subject, grabbed her full cup, and hastily retreated to her office.

Once inside, she locked the door, pulled down the blinds, and took a moment to steady her thoughts.

After a few deep breaths, she lifted her shirt to take a closer look at herself.

Over the past two days, she had applied Ye Chen's cream not only on the scar on her finger but also on the marks on her body left by his past abusive episodes.

However, because of the dim lighting in their rental home and the distractions from their daughter, Yuyou, she hadn't paid much attention while applying it.

Now, with better light, she finally noticed that the scars and bruises—those that had stubbornly remained for years—and even the pigmentation left behind by healed wounds had visibly faded.

If this cream continued to work, the scars might actually disappear completely.

How had he done this?

Sitting in her office chair, Chen Yinuo's mind was in turmoil.

Her once-firm resolve to divorce Ye Chen now began to waver.

She had been so adamant about divorce not because she no longer loved him but because she had lost all hope in him.

Her heart had been completely shattered.

After all, from their university days to now, when Yuyou was already five, she had gone from a naive girl to a mother—all by his side.

If she truly had no feelings left, why would she have gone back to the rental house a few days ago to check if he was still alive?

Over the years, if Ye Chen had given her even the slightest hope for a better future, if he hadn't been stuck in his self-destructive, lazy ways, would she have been so determined to sever their bond?

Deep down, she had always had a soft heart. If she had any choice, what mother would willingly subject her child to a single-parent household?

Her chaotic thoughts brought memories of recent events flooding her mind.

Ye Chen confronting aggressive debt collectors.

The rental house cleaned and organized.

His humble willingness to sell flowers to make ends meet.

The effort he had put into cooking her favorite noodles.

The way he had stood up for her at Yuntian Company, facing off against the manager.

Spending his last ten thousand yuan on a settlement fee for her brother, despite being in debt himself.

Remaining calm and patient even in the face of her brother's anger.

Working tirelessly through sleepless nights to develop the Flawless Cream.

Defending her honor at the revolving restaurant, even risking a fight with Wang Tao.

More importantly, in recent days, he had endured her harsh words without his usual explosive temper.

These actions, taken one by one, were things she would never have imagined from the Ye Chen she had known in the past few years.

Sitting in her office chair, staring at the ceiling, she felt a struggle deep within her heart.

Beautiful memories of their early romance and newlywed days surfaced uncontrollably, like an unstoppable flood.

In the City.

At the Rental Apartment.

After spending half the day tidying up the small workshop where he had made the cream, Ye Chen changed into cleaner clothes and took a taxi to Zijing Kindergarten.

In the two years Yuyou had been attending kindergarten, he had never once picked her up or dropped her off.

Now, he wanted to make up for the things he had missed.

Meanwhile, at Huaxing Trading Company.

After spending the entire afternoon in a daze, Chen Yinuo got off work and, as always, rode her electric scooter to Zijing Kindergarten to pick up Yuyou.

This had been her simple yet monotonous daily routine:

Take Yuyou to school, go to work, get off work, and pick Yuyou up.