"Where is Sister Jian? Sister Jian is in her man's bed."
Fu Yanye listened to the question on the phone, lowered his eyes and replied domineeringly.
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly.
"No more questions, right? I'll ask her to get back to you when we're done."
Are we done?
Would I ask her to get back to you?
Zhuo Jian unconsciously raised the corners of her eyes. What he meant by busy must be different from what she thought.
"Liu Yuntian."
After Fu Yanye hung up the phone, his expression became even more dissatisfied, but his voice sounded lazy.
Zhuo Jian also guessed that it was Liu Yuntian. After thinking about it, she asked him, "Are you two still racing?"
"He has given in."
Fu Yanye said.
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him in surprise.
"But he made another challenge."
Fu Yanye thought about it and said to her calmly.
"What another tactic?"
Zhuo Jian asked him doubtfully.
"One month."
"A month?"
"He said you would take the initiative to file for divorce with me within a month."
"ah?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned.
What the hell?
She finally got him back, she had suffered so many grievances, and their bed had only been warm for a few days, so why did she want a divorce?
"What's the stakes?"
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and then asked again.
"If I lose and you file for divorce, I will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a look like you would really do that.
Fu Yanye sneered: "Don't worry, that day won't happen."
"Who is worried? Besides, do you think I'm afraid of divorce?"
I almost left him several times.
Fu Yanye looked at her more seriously.
Zhuo Jian quickly changed the subject, "Then, what if he loses?"
"He left city A."
Fu Yanye explained.
"..."
So that’s it.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye's sure winning look and wondered why that boy was so stupid to make such a bet.
Sure enough, he is too young.
"There's one more thing you need to know."
Fu Yanye thought for a while and added extra insurance to himself.
"What's up?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
"His father's name is Liu Jingyuan."
Fu Yanye said unhurriedly.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Liu Jingyuan?
Couldn't it be the Liu Jingyuan she knew?
"Zhuo Jian."
"Um?"
Why did she suddenly panic? Why is her voice hoarse?
"I don't know how many insincere things happened between us in the past, but I like that during this period we don't say harsh words to each other or do things that we shouldn't do and make each other sad."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned, and his mind was already a little confused because of the words Liu Jingyuan.
"Can it be done?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with his deep black eyes and asked.