"But I like it!"
Reporting the most genuine news one after another, letting everyone know the truth.
She was so resolute, even if his proximity made her face flush and her ears turn red.
Fu Yanye held his breath and stared at her, failing to see any hesitation in her eyes after a long while.
"Yanye, come out quickly, Mr. Li is still waiting for Jian!"
Suddenly, the door was gently knocked twice, the sound also very understanding.
Because Zhuo Jian was too engrossed in opposing him, the sudden knocking startled her, making her turn her head, and she ended up in his arms.
Her face half against his chin, Zhuo Jian nervously looked up into his eyes.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes stared back at her, like stars in the darkness!
Listening to her own heartbeat thundering, she then quickly turned to the side, yet stopped suddenly before opening the door, whispering, "We shouldn't be alone together anymore!"
Fu Yanye leaned back slightly.
After she opened the door, she went out and he heard her say to Li Yuqing, "Yuqing, let's go!"
"Hmm!"
She and Li Yuqing left.
Fu Yanye stood inside, the coldness extreme.
Ruxiang stood at the door looking at him, thinking of the flushed face Zhuo Jian had when she left, quietly clenched her own hands, and softly called him, "Yanye!"
"Let's go too!"
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After her shower in the evening, Zhuo Jian went to charge her phone and then dried her hair.
The phone displayed the word "husband," and her heart skipped a beat immediately.
She turned off the hair dryer, hesitating to pick up the phone.
While abroad, knowing he wouldn't call her, she had secretly labeled his number "husband."
She had naively thought that a miracle might occur.
But she hadn't waited for a miracle, instead she received a divorce agreement!
Zhuo Jian put the hair dryer aside and slowly picked up the phone, suddenly unsure how to answer, just kept staring at it.
"Knock knock!"
Was that her door ringing?
Zhuo Jian turned even paler at the sound, but upon glancing at the phone, a highly illogical thought suddenly came to her mind, could it be Fu Yanye?
She hastily ran to open the door, and then...
It really was him!
She looked up at him, struggling to breathe.
Fu Yanye, backlit, asked, "Why did it take so long to open the door?"
"I, I was drying my hair!"
So she hadn't heard!
Zhuo Jian hadn't recovered from her shock when he had already strode in with long steps.
Zhuo Jian instinctively stepped aside to let him through, but after he entered, she realized, he had entered her small apartment, which she hadn't specially cleaned?
He, who dealt with businesses worth billions in his hands and lived either in a hillside villa or a luxury Seaview Apartment, how could he appear here?
She came to her senses and walked in, "Why have you come here?"
Clearly, she had told him during their time at the hotel that they shouldn't be alone together.
"Look at this!"
It was still an agreement, a maintenance agreement!
Zhuo Jian looked over a few clauses, then lifted her eyes to him, "What does this mean?"
"Even if we divorce, you don't need to go public. If you like working with news, I can find someone to help you start a media company, and you can be the boss!"
"..."
Fu Yanye's tall and straight figure stood in the middle of her small living room, yet...
There wasn't a sense of mismatch!
Zhuo Jian was just surprised, what on earth was going on with him?
"Anyone would think you're trying to keep! me!"
Zhuo Jian felt that she should avoid looking at him in the future, lest she be entranced and lose herself again, blindly obeying his words.
She stuffed the agreement back into his chest and walked past him into the bedroom.
"Please close the door when you leave, Mr. Fu. Thank you!"
She didn't like her hair wet, so she continued to blow-dry her hair.
As soon as the hairdryer was on, all other sounds were drowned out.
But she knew clearly that her heart was in turmoil at this moment.
He came so late just for this?
When had he prepared this agreement?
What exactly was he thinking about her?
He surely didn't really consider her that kind of woman, did he?
The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the more agitated she became, just as she was about to lose grip of her hair, the hairdryer was suddenly snatched away.
She looked up again, only to realize she already had tears in her eyes, he ignored her, stood by her side, turned off the hairdryer, and then turned it back on.
Her hair dried strand by strand in his hands.
Ten minutes later, she sat on the edge of the bed, her head bowed, commanding herself to remain silent.
He leaned against the wall, his arms folded across his solid biceps.
The already small bedroom seemed even more crowded with an addition of a tall, upright man, rendering the room with an added hint of ambiguity with his words.
"You've been pampered from childhood, I just don't want you to take the wrong path!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a long time with tears in her eyes, but she smiled before they fell.
Fu Yanye looked at her, puzzled by her expression.
"Yanye, I've been an adult for quite some time now!"
Zhuo Jian felt compelled to remind him of that significant fact.
Fu Yanye's Adam's apple tightened, as he glared at her for a while before shifting his gaze to the drizzling rain outside the window.
Do nights in September love to rain?
"Indeed, you are of age!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought this man was something else, did he want her to strip down and show him that not only her age but her mind, and body had grown too!
Zhuo Jian lowered her head, irritated.
"So, you signed it then?"
Fu Yanye knew she was very resistant, but he could endure it.
Zhuo Jian replied, "I won't sign! I don't need it! Including my mom's medical bills, I will pay you back once I earn enough money, I don't owe you anything!"
Fu Yanye looked at her, "Don't be childish!"
"Yanye, I am very aware if I am being childish or not, but do you realize your own temper? Showing up in the middle of the night at your ex-wife's home, handing her this paper, aren't you afraid that your first love would go crazy if she found out?"
Zhuo Jian countered him.
"Our matter has nothing to do with Ruxiang!"
Fu Yanye frowned upon hearing this.
"How can it have nothing to do with her? Aren't you going to marry her? I suddenly realize you don't understand women at all; women can't just watch their husbands go around caring for other women without feeling anything. They usually get very excited, and you know how Ruxiang can't handle stress well."
Zhuo Jian held her breath as she said all this, feeling utterly heartbroken.
Was she really teaching the man she loved how to behave with another woman?
Fu Yanye remained silent for a while, seemingly pondering her point.
The room suddenly became quiet, and the sound of the leisurely rain outside could be heard.
After a while, Zhuo Jian issued an eviction order, "It's late, you should leave, Yanye."
Before leaving, Fu Yanye suddenly said to her, "Don't mention this matter to Ruxiang!"
Zhuo Jian, infuriated, looked up at him and said through gritted teeth, "Go away!"
After watching him leave, she raised her hand to cover her face, a sob escaping her.
"Zhuo Jian, is there a problem with your husband sleeping here?"
He had returned!