Zhuo Jian smiled faintly after hearing that. She had loved him since she was young, but he was a star in the sky.
"After the divorce, you'll move out, right? Do you want me to help you find a place to live?"
Her friend asked her.
Zhuo Jian sighed, lazily shifted her position, and fully leaned against the window, saying weakly, "I'll probably move in with my mom."
"Ah Jian..."
"I'm hanging up now!"
Zhuo Jian caught a glimpse of the person descending the stairs from the corner of her eye. He was wearing only a silver robe. She didn't dare to look too closely and quickly hung up the phone.
He was undoubtedly handsome, whether it was his background or his physique and appearance.
She had been enchanted by his figure since she was young, but he was bewitched by another woman.
Zhuo Jian was a few years younger than him. Her marriage to him was largely thanks to the good relationship between their grandfathers, and even more so because the woman he was infatuated with was ill.
The Fu Family would never accept a woman who couldn't bear children as a daughter-in-law, so she became the candidate for wife that the Fu Family pushed towards him, and he, for the sake of Ruxiang, had reached an agreement with her privately.
She was his wife in name only; he helped her settle the matters of the Zhuo Family as well as cared for her mother.
In this way, all three parties got what they wanted.
"The divorce agreement states that this property belongs to you."
In this prime city center location, he gave her a Seaview Apartment worth tens of millions. How generous, right?
Zhuo Jian chuckled, "I guess Sister Ruxiang won't be happy."
Fu Yanye, upon hearing the words 'Sister Ruxiang', a flash of indifference swept through his eyes, but then he simply turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Zhuo Jian glanced at her wristwatch—it was already ten o'clock!
Fu Yanye came out with a glass of red wine, and she spoke up, "Young Master Ye, I should..."
"Have a drink!"
"..."
"You can't?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian walked over and took the wine glass in a wooden manner.
How could he think that she, a woman in her twenties, couldn't drink?
She took a slow sip; the high-quality wine was smooth to drink, and she stood next to him with her eyes demurely downcast.
Fu Yanye looked at her. "You are this year... twenty..."
"Twenty-three!"
She was indeed very young when they married.
Fu Yanye nodded and looked her up and down; she was as usual in black trousers and a long shirt, only this time the shirt was in a different style, very ladylike.
Fu Yanye certainly knew she was beautiful, but she was so beautiful that it was glaring to others.
After the two finished their drinks, Zhuo Jian then spoke, "It's getting late, I shouldn't keep Young Master Ye from resting!"
"The grandfather's men are outside; you won't be going anywhere tonight!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him incredulously, and Fu Yanye smiled, "Just like before!"
Zhuo Jian watched him ascend the stairs and unconsciously caught her breath.
What did it mean 'just like before'?
She sleeps in the bed, and he sleeps on the sofa?
Logically speaking, even if the grandfather's men were watching outside, with the house being so large, even the big sofa here would be enough for her to sleep on.
"You don't think that I would sleep in a bed that you've slept in, do you?"
Fu Yanye seemed to notice her concern and reminded her from his elevated position on the staircase.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Realizing it might be the last time the two were alone together, she couldn't persuade herself not to follow him!
It was the peak of summer, and not cold.
Once they each lay down, it was just like their wedding night years ago.
But in the middle of the night, in that pitch-black space, who was it that stood so haughtily by her bedside, gazing down at her?
----
She had been cautioned by Fu Yanye in advance, so she was very composed when she met with Ruxiang at Starlight the next afternoon.
Ruxiang smiled as she took her hand, "How many years has it been since we last saw each other? You've grown into a fine young lady!"
Zhuo Jian smiled, "Mhm!"
Zhuo Jian was, after all, used to following them around since she was young, but growing up together had this drawback: she was always seen as a child.
They had barely entered the private room and before sitting down, Ruxiang asked her, "Our Ah Jian is so pretty. There must have been many handsome guys chasing you abroad, right?"
"Mhm! But I only liked one!"
Zhuo Jian answered her with a smile.
Suddenly, there was dead silence in the private room.
Noticing that Ruxiang and Fu Yanye's expressions were off, Zhuo Jian quickly continued with a smile, "He's a senior from one grade above me!"
"Oh! A senior, does he treat you well?"
Ruxiang visibly relaxed, continuing to ask her.
By this time, the three of them had sat down.
Fu Yanye's gaze stayed on Zhuo Jian's face as she eyed the specialized tableware on the table, afraid to say anything wrong: "He's really good to me, all the girls in the school like him, but he said I'm the most special, he only likes me!"
"That's great! Then he must truly love you, you need to hold on to him well."
"Yeah!"
Zhuo Jian responded, subconsciously glancing at the person sitting diagonally across from her.
He was already ordering food, but everything he chose was something Ruxiang could eat.
"Yanye, the food I eat is tasteless; it's not fair to ask you to accompany me and also to have Jian eat bland food with me!"
Ruxiang said while gesturing to pass the menu to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian laughed: "It's enough, I'm a vegetarian on a regular basis anyway!"
Ruxiang and Fu Yanye couldn't help but look at her curiously when they heard she was a vegetarian.
She used to never be happy without meat.
"I switched to a vegetarian diet later on!"
Zhuo Jian spoke the truth.
She had changed to a vegetarian diet from her first day abroad.
It seemed to bring her some peace of mind to eat vegetarian.
"Your aunt isn't in good health, so you'll have to stay for quite a while this trip back, right? Won't your boyfriend worry?"
During the meal, Ruxiang didn't eat much but didn't forget to continue showing concern for her.
"With transportation being so convenient now, if I miss him, I can immediately go see him!"
Zhuo Jian replied.
"Yes, that's true. But does he know that you've been married?"
Ruxiang's questions didn't stop.
Hearing this, Zhuo Jian unconsciously glanced at Fu Yanye, who was looking straight at her with his dark pupils.
"I am planning to tell him after the divorce!"
Zhuo Jian lowered her gaze, picking up food while replying.
"That's fine too, don't worry about it. If needed, Yanye and I can personally clarify things for you, and besides..."
Ruxiang suddenly paused.
Zhuo Jian looked on curiously.
Ruxiang suddenly smiled: "The first time you two were together, he must have already known you were a chaste and nice girl!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why the topic had taken such a turn; please forgive her youth, she was unable to keep up with the conversation.
Fu Yanye served Ruxiang some food: "Eat something first!"
Seeing him serve her so attentively, Ruxiang said to him: "I always have you looking after me, and it must be hard on you. I actually thought, if I left, how good it would be if a girl as nice as Jian could take care of you in my place?"
"Ruxiang!"
Fu Yanye put down his chopsticks and called out to stop her.
"I know, I know you don't want that, and I know it would be unfair to Jian. It's all my fault!"
Ruxiang suddenly burst into tears and began to cry to herself.
Lin Daiyu reincarnated?
Zhuo Jian stopped speaking and just focused on her bowl of rice.
This meal was actually to alleviate Ruxiang's concerns about her, and Zhuo Jian clearly understood Fu Yanye's intentions. She patiently dealt with it, thankful that the hour-long mealtime could pass rather quickly no matter how slow it went.
Ruxiang was now in the late stages of cancer, so after the meal, Fu Yanye had to take her away, but Ruxiang still cared for her: "Jian, why don't you let Yanye drive you home?"
"No need, I still have another place to go; I wouldn't want to be the third wheel with you and Young Master Ye!"
Zhuo Jian said, waving her hand at them.
"You call me Sister Ruxiang, so don't call Yanye 'Young Master Ye.' Call him 'brother-in-law' instead!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian was stunned for a moment, involuntarily looking towards Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he silently made eye contact with her.
Zhuo Jian could only awkwardly and without letting her down, call out: "Sis, brother-in-law!"