The card didn't have much money, less than a hundred thousand, but Shen Chi had casually given her a card that contained several dozen or even hundreds of times more than this one.
Nonetheless, she only put her own salary card into the pocket of a coat, neatly folded the coat, and silently packed a few pieces of clothing.
While she was packing, she accidentally opened a drawer, and in the corner of the drawer were the audio files from before.
She glanced at them, didn't touch them, and still locked the drawer.
One day, perhaps Shen Chi would see it again.
In another drawer, there were certificates and trophies from her design work, while the invaluable necklace was kept in the jewelry box next door.
Now, around her neck, she wore the jade pendant necklace she had given herself five years ago, which had the words "Chaomu" on it.
The ring was still on her hand, its ruby lustrous and clear.
She looked down and gently fiddled with the ring.