The divorce procedures were completed quickly.
Not long after, walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Qin He was speechless, holding the green booklet in her hand.
She hadn't expected to become a divorced beauty.
Truly, life was unpredictable.
As she was still sighing, Gu Qichen suddenly spoke coldly, "Go back and pack your things later."
His commanding tone seemed habitual, but Qin He instinctively frowned.
Seeing Qin He unresponsive, Gu Qichen lowered his eyes to glance at her.
Qin He's expression was cold and indifferent, very different from the gentle and docile demeanor he was accustomed to.
But what remained the same was that no matter the expression, Qin He was beautiful.
In the past, it was a lifeless beauty, but now it was a beauty full of individuality and sharp power.
A few seconds later, she spoke, nonchalantly and utterly uncaring, "Throw it all away. I don't want it."
Gu Qichen's eyebrows twitched. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a gentle and pleasant voice call out, "Qichen."
Qin He and Gu Qichen turned their heads in unison.
A woman in a light blue long gauze dress was walking towards them. Her features were delicate and beautiful, her smile sweet. As she approached, she gently took Gu Qichen's arm, "Finished? Then let's go."
Gu Qichen's expression visibly softened. He softly responded, "Let's go."
Qin He watched silently from the side.
If she hadn't lost her memory, what would she have felt watching this scene?
Although she knew nothing, her heart felt heavy.
What kind of man divorced one moment and then acted intimately with another woman at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau the next?
Qin He couldn't help but feel pity for herself for having married him.
Seeing Song Nuan nestling against the man like a small bird, she snorted, "Shameless."
She spoke softly, so the couple didn't hear her words but were still drawn to her attention.
Song Nuan released Gu Qichen and walked up to Qin He, her smile soft. "Sister Qin, I heard you have amnesia."
Qin He couldn't explain the feeling of disgust that surged in her heart the moment she saw this woman.
But she didn't show it, merely replying indifferently, "Yes."
Song Nuan's smile widened. She took a step forward, as if to hug her, but instead whispered in her ear, "But he's still mine."
A small knot formed between Qin He's brows.
She figured it out. This woman and Gu Qichen were both quite sick.
Standing up straight, Song Nuan acted as if nothing had happened and affectionately asked, "Sister Qin, your makeup is so good today. You know I'm usually bare-faced and not good at makeup. Could you do mine next time?"
"Miss, since you know I have amnesia, you should know that I don't know who you are, nor do I know that you are bare-faced because you're bad at makeup."
Qin He had only applied light makeup today, softening the aggressiveness of her beautiful features, but her tone was merciless.
She paused, then a faint smile played on her lips, and she said airily, "However, you should know what I do."
"I usually only do makeup for the deceased. Little sister, there's no need to curse yourself like this, is there?"
Seeing Song Nuan's expression change, but still maintaining a sweet and gentle demeanor in front of Gu Qichen, Qin He silently rolled her eyes in her heart.
At this moment, Gu Qichen spoke deeply, with a hint of displeasure, "Qin He."
Qin He didn't even lift her eyelids, her tone very cold, "You two continue your affection at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. I'm leaving."
With that, she turned and left.
She indeed usually only did makeup for the deceased.
Because she was a mortician.
Simply put, she applied makeup to the deceased, restoring them to their appearance in life.
...
After two years of not working, Qin He had to return to her previous workplace, wanting to ask if they were still hiring.
Upon entering the building, upon seeing her, someone she knew greeted her, "Qin He? You're back?"
Qin He smiled and nodded.
However, besides these greetings, she also heard some gossip.
"Is that Qin He? The one who quit her job after marrying into a wealthy family?"
"Yes, I heard she was quite capable at her job, but the family she married into didn't like her work and forced her to quit."
"After being out of work for so long, who knows if her work ability is still the same?"
"Wealthy families, you know, have many rules and taboos. If their own family members are constantly dealing with the dead, wouldn't that affect their business?"
"So now she's back to work because she was kicked out?"
Qin He had sharp ears and had heard everything along the way. By the time she reached the leader's office, she was still replaying the words she had heard.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She had actually been willing to give up her job to marry that man. Her brain must have been kicked by a donkey.
Fortunately, she had lost her memory now and was divorced.
She had jumped out of the fire pit in time.