Upon seeing her name, he couldn't control his thoughts from drifting back to the moment when she signed her name on the divorce agreement.
He felt his heart ache faintly, the bitterness gradually spreading to his whole body, as if paralyzing his limbs.
A full minute passed before Zhan Qipei finally picked up his phone, his movements still somewhat stiff, his hand trembling slightly. She couldn't possibly be calling to urge him to sign the divorce papers, could she?
Thinking of this possibility, his hand gripped the phone tightly, reluctant to press the answer button.
Until the call automatically disconnected, Zhan Qipei had not answered the phone.
The phone screen immediately went dark, reflecting his tense face.
Qiao Jing found it strange, why didn't he answer the call?
She redialed the number.
As Zhan Qipei saw the phone screen light up again, the nickname he had for Qiao Jing was "wife," which he used to find very pleasing to the eye, as it declared she was his.
