On her thirtieth birthday, Jiang Wan felt a lump in her left breast.
She was the youngest attending physician at a top-tier hospital and the sole breadwinner for her family. Her younger brother was getting married, and her mother expected her to come up with an 800,000-yuan down payment. She hadn't dared to say that she was still waiting for her medical checkup results.
Under the same night sky, Lu Nanxing walked out of an office building carrying a cardboard box. Her boyfriend had pinned the blame on her, making her the fall guy for embezzlement. Downstairs, creditors had already hung up a banner demanding repayment. The debt was the mess her gambling-addicted father had left behind.
Only Shen Zhiyao was free. She had just signed the divorce papers. Her ex-husband had married an assistant eighteen years younger than him. After seven years of trying to have a child through surrogacy, all she got was an old house that leaked when it rained and 500,000 yuan in severance.
The three women met on the terrace of the same building.
Jiang Wan said, “I can't fall apart.”
Lu Nanxing said, “I won't give up.”
Shen Zhiyao opened a bottle of beer. “Then let's take this world down.”
From that day on, there were no men and no tears in the old house, only three women who had crawled out of the ruins and a business agreement worth tens of millions.
