Meng Fan also smiled back at him, "Then I'm really looking forward to that day, just thinking about it excites me, I might even wake up from my dreams laughing."
'Beep beep beep beep…'
Busy signal came from the phone, it was Rong Huaishen who hung up first.
Wen Zhi listened to their conversation from the side, she remained silent, looked at the uneven application of Meng Fan's lip glaze in the mirror, then quietly picked up another one, uncapped it, and carefully reapplied it evenly for Meng Fan.
Meng Fan stayed still, quietly watching Wen Zhi.
After a while, she finally spoke slowly, "Zhizhi, do you think I'll be able to get the divorce this time? Will that jerk actually follow through with his words?"
Wen Zhi said, "He should, I guess."
Meng Fan let out a sigh of relief, "That's great, once I get divorced, I'll celebrate with gongs and drums."
Wen Zhi softly called out, "Meng Fan."
Meng Fan raised her eyes, sparkling like bright stars, "Hmm?"
