It had been a peaceful half month.
It was already May.
Xia Yangyang had resigned half a month ago.
Every day, she would drop Xia Ye off at school and pick him up, then leisurely sleep in at home or visit the President's office at Shengyuan, which was quite pleasant.
In Xia Yangyang's memory, she felt she had never lived such a leisurely and comfortable life before.
However, as time passed, she also felt utterly bored.
Xia Yangyang planned to open either a flower shop or a bookstore.
She had loved reading as a child, especially after her mother passed away and Liu Ruyan joined the family.
To avoid the tension at home, Xia Yangyang often visited a bookstore in the old street nearby.
It was an old shop decorated in a retro style, but stepping inside gave a sense of traveling through time and age.
The bookstore was very quiet, filled with a multitude of books.
Xia Yangyang would always find a book she liked and sit in a corner of the sofa for an entire day.
