Zhuo Jian saw Lin Ruxiang kneeling on the ground, desperately clutching Fu Yanye's suit pants and pleading, and felt nothing but relief that she had come to her senses soon enough.
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A week later, Fu Yanye received a call from a friend at the court. The person said a lot, but he only responded with two words, "Whatever!"
Zhuo Jian really filed for divorce.
Fu Yanye could not imagine that when the girl didn't want him, she would be so decisive.
In the afternoon, he went to play tennis with Su Bai. During a break, Su Bai, wiping sweat, asked him, "She was so anxious about you, why would she sue you?"
Fu Yanye scoffed, "Her concern for me might have been just to plead for mercy for their station's Station Head."
"Ah?"
Su Bai looked at him in surprise.
Fu Yanye let out a sigh, "The old man's birthday this year, he plans to have a big celebration at Starlight—I need your help with something."
"Just say it!"
When it came to serious matters, Su Bai was never vague.