"Jianjian, I don't know what to do! Tell me, what should I do?"
Fu Yanye suddenly buried his head in her neck and whispered to her.
"Do what you initially thought—divorce me, and then marry Lin Ruxiang!"
Zhuo Jian felt as though someone had stabbed her in the heart, yet she also became exceptionally clear-headed.
The phone call he had just received seemed to be from Ruxiang. Was he troubled between them?
He didn't need to be troubled—she was an outsider after all!
Fu Yanye laughed upon hearing this, "What if I don't divorce you?"
"Then you won't be able to marry her, and not marrying her will make you feel guilty, regretful!"
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye's burning lips rubbed against her neck, "Is that really true?"
"Yes! You have been in love with her for many years. You've always loved her so much that you even sacrificed marrying me so our parents would stop nagging you. That way, you could be quietly with her."
"Is that so?"
Fu Yanye's voice grew huskier.
