Xinghe said playfully, “Why not? Since you haven’t fallen for me yet, I can still be good to you while
pursuing someone else. What’s the problem with that?”
Xinghe said playfully, “Why not? Since you haven’t fallen for me yet, I can still be good to you while
pursuing someone else. What’s the problem with that?”
Jiahe shook her head stubbornly, “No can do. You’re my boyfriend! How can you like another girl?”
When Xinghe saw how jealous and vehement she was, he felt his love for her grow even more.
Jiahe could not read him, “If you really like Shirley, then we need to break up now!”
Xinghe’s face hardened, “Don’t ever bring up that word again.”
“...But you said that you like Shirley.”
“I never said that I like her. It’s just a hypothetical question.”
He smiled even wider when she said, “Then, don’t come up with dumb hypothetical questions again.”
Even if Jiahe was not fawning all over him now, she wanted him all for herself. This was enough
motivation for him.
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to make sure that his identity was clear and evident to everyone around them. Even if other guys were
interested in Jiahe, they could only imagine the possibilities.
On the streets that had flamboyant decorations, Xinghe hugged his girlfriend and he drooped low to
kiss her forehead. He said in his hoarse voice, “I belong to you, but don’t forget that you belong to me
as well.”
Jiahe hugged him by his neck and nodded seriously, “Yes. I will be your loyal and obedient girlfriend.”
When she was making this promise, it sounded like she was promising her teacher that she would
study hard.
Despite that, Xinghe had to admit that he was beyond ecstatic. As more firecrackers went off all around
him, it felt like some fireworks had lit up his heart as well. He was never more related than at this
moment.
…
It was eight in the morning in Florence.
Tongrui could not sleep at all last night. She was leaning against the window and she was watching the
crowd milling around on the streets below. Her eyes had serious dark circles beneath them. Although
there were people spilling onto the streets from all directions, she felt strangely lonely.
It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and it was also the busiest day in China.
If she was still in North City, she would have been with Lingye and they would have been visiting their
relatives with Siqi in tow.
However, it was a scene that could only exist in the far vestiges of her dream.
Tongrui sat down on the thick carpet by the window and stared at the clock. She estimated that it must
be around three or four in the afternoon in North City right now.
She wondered what Lingye was doing right now. Was he having dinner with Siqi at a relative’s house?
Tongrui continued to stare off into the distance. Suddenly, her phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
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Despite that, Tongrui could figure out that it was a call from Mr. Fu.
“Hey, it’s me.”
“Dad.”
Zhenyuan was silent for a moment. Then, he began, “I have to tell you something.”
Tongrui could immediately sense the seriousness of his tone. Her heart began to pound, “What’s the
matter…?”
“It’s a fact that you have blood relations with Lingye, and even if you have gone to Florence, you still
have the bloodline of the Fu family. Now, about you and Lingye…”
“Dad… What are you trying to say?” Tongrui’s heart almost jumped to her throat. The anticipation was
killing her.
Zhengyuan pursued his lips, “Lingye… has decided to divorce you. There’s a divorce agreement right
here with me. He… has already signed them.”
Tongrui could feel her heart sinking at a rapid pace.
Immediately, tears broke out of her eyes.
“Does Lingye… really want to divorce me?”
Something seemed to explode in her ears. There were several planes flying across the sky above her,
but the sound did not register in her brain. There was only one thing on her mind now–
Lingye had already signed the divorce agreement!