Chapter 21 Let's Get Divorced_1

Shen Chu'an was still bewildered, wanting to ask more questions, but Fu Huaichen looked like he wasn't full of energy either.

Of course, he wasn't made of iron. After being tormented all night long, it was natural that he would be tired and weary.

Shen Chu'an pressed her temples and decided to let it go. After all, she wasn't very clear-headed at the moment, her body ached terribly, and everything could wait until after she had rested.

She lay down again.

The bed was a mess like a battlefield. As soon as she lay down, Fu Huaichen pulled her into his arms, and Shen Chu'an naturally rested her head on his shoulder, falling deeply asleep again in no time.

When she woke up again, it was already past noon. Shen Chu'an yawned and picked up her phone to look. In the work group chat, Secretary-General Qi had sent her a string of messages, along with eight missed calls from Zhang Zhen, the head of the translation team.