Shi Qian picked up her phone and flipped through a few more photos.
Finally, there was a photo of Fu Sinian. He was sitting at a table with the setting sun behind him. As it was backlit, his face could not be seen, but the outline of his body could be distinguished at a glance.
On the table in front of him was the sunflower that the girl was holding.
It was obvious that the girl had taken the photo.
Shi Qian stopped scrolling and put the phone down.
The old master glanced at Shi Qian and his heart ached.
"Fu Sinian, what exactly are your plans?" the old master asked in a low voice.
"I want to end my marriage to Shi Qian."
"I knew it. You still want a divorce!" Old Master Fu's chest felt a little stuffy.
He suddenly coughed a few times and his breathing was irregular.
Fu Sinian didn't think much of it. The old master was strong. He was pretending to be sick.
