Regarding the divorce, he would only have one answer. As long as he was alive, she would always be his Mrs Fu.
The woman seemed to have fallen asleep and did not answer him. On this fateful night, Fu Qinglun stood on the balcony and continued to smoke.
…
Knowing Fu Qinglun had taken Lin Shiyu away, Tang Mo'er was a little worried. However, being an outsider, she did not dare to meddle into their relationship matters.
At this moment, someone grabbed her hands and when she looked up, she saw that it was Tang Chenyi.
"Chenyi, you're here."
His frivolous bangs covered his forehead. Tang Chenyi did not say anything but grabbed her hand brought her away.
Tang Mo'er followed Tang Chenyi behind. At this moment, something flew onto her hair clip.
She stretched out her hand to touch her clip… it was a delicate rose.
Who would throw a rose onto her?
