Fu Yanye's tall body stood in front of the window, his voice was calm and without any emotion.
"good."
Ouyang Ping was shocked. She didn't expect Fu Yanye to be so calm.
She actually felt a little sorry for Fu Yanye being so calm.
As the saying goes, couples should be encouraged to make peace but not to divorce.
And as Zhuo Jian's best friend, she was actually helping Zhuo Jian with his divorce lawsuit.
However, the matter has come to this, and now that Zhuo Jian has made a decision, she can no longer interfere.
Ouyang Ping is not a person who believes in miracles. Whether it is work or marriage, she will work hard to get what she wants. But the moment she walked out of his office, she actually expected a miracle to happen to Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian.
Ouyang Ping felt that she should call Zhuo Jian immediately, but it took a long time after she left to make the call.
"Fu Yanye said he agreed to the divorce and promised not to disturb your life after you return to the city and to live separately with you."
"Well, he..."
"He doesn't look good. You should come back and see for yourself."
After Ouyang Ping finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Zhuo Jian was called out by Jian Qian, so he put down the phone and went to work without thinking too much.
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Half a month later.
Zhuo Jian returned to the city.
There was a lot of fun in the old house, everyone was sitting around and it was lively.
Wang Yue walked over from a distance with her cell phone in hand. When she sat down, she muttered: "That kid doesn't know what's going on. He can't come back."
"Forget it if you can't come back, there's no rush now."
said the old lady.
The old man and the old lady had a lot of fun on this trip. At their age, they knew many things. When it comes to fate, Zhuo Jian's recent behavior let them know that if Fu Yanye doesn't take the initiative to mend this relationship, this relationship will be ruined.
There is no room for maneuver in marriage.
After everyone in the old house took a rest, a black car slowly drove into the yard.
There was light coming through the cracks in the curtains, but it soon became dark.
Zhuo Jian didn't sleep, but turned over silently and looked at the roof.
Soon, she heard the door to her daughter's room next door being opened.
He went to his daughter's room.
The next morning when she got up and went out, she heard the aunts who were cleaning chatting. One of them said: "The young master left early this morning."
"Master, did you come back last night?"
"Yes, I came back in the middle of the night and left again early in the morning."
The aunt's voice was filled with distress.
"Hey, these young couple don't know what they are doing. They can't live a good life."
"Listening to the chat between the old lady and the others, it sounds like they are getting divorced."
"Divorce again?"
"I'm afraid this time is different from the past."
"Ah, then... oh, how good is it?"
Zhuo Jian listened to their conversation, and when she originally wanted to go downstairs, she changed her steps and returned to the room.
Not long after, Chengcheng ran to her room and saw her sitting by the bed looking at her mobile phone. He came to her side and asked, "Mommy, where is daddy?"
Zhuo Jian moved his eyes away from the phone and glanced at his son: "You can call him yourself and ask him."
"Before you came back, he told me that he missed you very much. I thought you were still lying in bed."
Chengcheng was not satisfied with Zhuo Jian's answer, so she pouted and muttered.
Zhuo Jian listened and just smiled helplessly and changed the subject: "Go and see if my sister is awake."
"Oh, go right away."
Compared with my sister, my father is a bit insignificant.
Chengcheng ran fast, but her aunt had already reached her door: "Young madam, you can have breakfast."