C8 He Bought a Diamond Ring for His Mistress

Jiang Xinyue decided it was time to find a job to support herself and her baby in the future. Over the years, she'd been well-protected by her family and hadn't ventured into the workforce, leaving her somewhat out of touch with society.

As she walked down the street, she received a flyer that caught her eye. In bold letters, it read, "Jewelry Sales Position - We Invite You to Apply." Xinyue felt intrigued. She had always been interested in jewelry design, but her college major was unrelated, and she hadn't had the chance to explore this field. Working at a jewelry store might allow her to learn more about it, bringing her closer to her dream.

Excited, Xinyue rushed to apply. The store manager interviewed her promptly and, seeing her polished appearance suited for sales, decided to let her stay and learn the ropes. The job at the jewelry store wasn't physically demanding, but it required long hours of standing. Many people browsed, but few actually made purchases.

"Shaochen, we're almost engaged, and you still haven't given me a diamond ring," Ye Qingqing said sweetly to Fu Shaochen.

"Then let's go shopping, and you can pick one out," he replied.

Ye Qingqing, holding Shaochen's arm, led him to Cloud City Jewelry, the top jewelry store in town. Around noon, the couple arrived at the store. Noticing their upscale attire, the manager personally approached them to introduce the jewelry pieces.

"The manager is so annoying, always jumping at the chance to handle big sales and not letting us get close. No wonder their sales are so good," a nearby employee complained to Xinyue about the manager.

Jiang Xinyue looked up and saw a woman holding onto Fu Shaochen's arm, picking out jewelry. That face was unforgettable.

It was the same woman from the photo she'd received, wearing a bikini and snuggled up to Fu Shaochen—Ye Qingqing.

Sensing Xinyue's gaze, Ye Qingqing smirked. "I want this sales associate to help me with recommendations."

Fu Shaochen frowned. What was she doing here?

"She's new today and might not be familiar with our products yet, so she might not serve you well," the store manager said with a forced smile.

"But I want her to help me try on the jewelry. It's good practice for a newcomer, right?" Ye Qingqing insisted.

"Qingqing, stop being unreasonable. The manager knows the products better. What does a newcomer know?" Fu Shaochen said coldly.

Ye Qingqing was taken aback. He was actually defending this woman, calling her unreasonable. They weren't divorced yet, and she wasn't sure if Fu Shaochen would really leave her for this woman. So, she had to hold back and sweetly coaxed him, "Shaochen, I just feel a connection with her. Let her help me try on the jewelry. It doesn't require any skill."

Seeing Ye Qingqing's persistence, the manager couldn't refuse and called over Jiang Xinyue.

"Please help this customer try on the diamond ring."

Jiang Xinyue felt both disgusted and upset. What a situation.

Is the wife really letting the mistress try on a diamond ring?

What kind of cruel joke is this?

She had been married to Shaochen for so long, and he never gave her a diamond ring. When they first got married, they had nothing—not because Shaochen was short on money, but because he simply didn’t want to give her anything. She was foolish to think he would fall in love with her, waiting for the day he’d give her a ring, only to see him put it on another woman.

So, he does give diamond rings, just not to her. She wasn’t worthy, it seemed.

She thought her heart was already hardened and immune to pain, but it still ached.

“This is our latest design, featuring a rare red diamond, symbolizing eternal love...” Xinyue introduced the jewelry, suppressing her heartache.

“Take this one out and help me try it on,” Ye Qingqing pointed to the ring Xinyue had just described.

Ye Qingqing slipped on the ring and held it up to Shaochen. “Shaochen, do you think this looks good on me?”

“It looks nice,” Shaochen glanced at it. He was never interested in women’s accessories, thinking it didn’t matter what they wore.

“Then I’ll take this one. I heard it symbolizes eternal love,” Ye Qingqing looked at Shaochen expectantly.

“As long as you like it, let’s wrap this one up with the matching necklace,” Shaochen replied.

Jiang Xinyue carefully packed up the entire set of jewelry and handed it to Ye Qingqing.

"It's been exhausting holding on for so long," she thought.

Finally, they were gone.