She had just gotten out of the car when Fu Yanshen came over to hold her hand.
Her hand was held, Mu Chenxi glanced at him, and after all, she did not struggle and let him lead her inside.
Until he went to take a number, Mu Chenxi then tugged at him.
"Weren't arrangements already made?"
Fu Yanshen stretched out his hand to get the number and turned to look at Mu Chenxi, "Don't worry, I will not back out this time."
Mu Chenxi looked at him, unable to hide the sorrow in her eyes.
She wanted to say, it's not that she doubted him.
She was just feeling confused.
But, at this moment, there was no need to explain.
She actually wanted to hurry up with the divorce.
In the end, under his gaze, she tacitly agreed with his thinking and slightly responded, "Mhm."
Fu Yanshen held Mu Chenxi's hand and slowly walked inside, he could have directly made arrangements, but, in the end, he chose to queue up himself.
As long as she wasn't gone, she was still his Mrs. Fu.