"I guarantee, I'm ten percent, one hundred percent, a thousand percent sure that I want to divorce you!"
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After entering the hospital room, Zhuo Jian found a vase for the flowers because she didn't want to keep looking at him and feeling annoyed, but what did she hear when she left?
"Since you two are legally married, just make it public, so those people won't speculate."
Fu Yanye stood by the window without responding, his eyes meeting hers.
At this moment, the old lady was eating a can of mandarins, saying while she ate, "I think your mom is right, it's best to go public."
"No, Grandma! We can't go public!"
Zhuo Jian walked over to place the flowers on the cabinet and said earnestly.
"Why can't we go public? I saw it myself, you two sleeping together."
Wang Yue questioned her.
Hearing the words "sleeping together," Zhuo Jian's face turned red, "Mom, we really were just sleeping, nothing happened."
