A polymath synth artist defies her parents' plans by casting a scarlet fingernail into a nest of mummified womb-senators.
Upon its removal, the urn erupts, seven scaly impure miners surge...
After dinner, Fu Hange lay on the bed playing on her phone. She suddenly realized that the one Gu Yuan bought was really useful. Although it was empty except for his number, all its functions were better than her old one.
She downloaded some single-player games and became so engrossed in them that she didn't even realize Gu Yuan had returned.
When Fu Hange looked up and met his eyes, she was clearly startled. She clutched her chest and asked, "When did you get back?"
What are you so obsessed with?
"What? You're going to meddle with this?"
Gu Yuan teased her, "I even control you."
He really didn't need to say such things, because it would give her the wrong impression. Fu Hange told herself in her heart that she must not fall into his trap again.
She seemed very fixated on the question from yesterday, grabbing Gu Yuan and asking, "What about what I told you yesterday? Have you thought it over?"
"What's up?"
He deliberately confused her, something Fu Hange had already figured out.
Fine, if he doesn't want to help, then he doesn't want to help.
"Oh, and you're not allowed to squeeze in with me again tonight," she suddenly said.
Gu Yuan's face darkened: "Why?"
"Because we're getting a divorce soon."
She didn't want to lie to him either. She had never given up the idea of divorce, and she didn't want to lie to herself either. She loved him, but not through marriage. True love doesn't necessarily mean binding the other person to your side.
Even if she leaves him, she can still love him. The way they are now, hating each other, is meaningless.
Gu Yuan's words interrupted her thoughts, "You still want a divorce?"
"Yes," she said bluntly.
Gu Yuan suddenly stood up, looking down at her with a fire burning in his eyes.
"You wanted to use me to help the Xu family through this crisis, and now that I'm not helping you, you want a divorce? Fine, you're really something."
He felt wronged as he spoke. He tried his best to shorten his working hours. He used to leave work at nine o'clock, but now he leaves an hour early just to come back and be with her, only to be treated like this.
This woman is driving him crazy!
"Say that again?" he glared at her.
Fu Hange remained calm and said, "I suggest we find a time to finalize the divorce."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yuan smashed the vase next to him to pieces, and the sound of glass shards hitting the floor could be heard throughout the room.
Fu Hange felt a strange sense of fear. At this moment, he was like a man-eating leopard, ready to devour her at any moment.
"You'd better not mention the word 'divorce' in front of me, or I'll feel disgusted by you."
His last sentence was meant to provoke her. She was the one who begged him to marry her, and he agreed. Now she was the one asking for a divorce. Why did he have to give in to this woman in everything? His former pride seemed to have been shattered in front of her.
Upon hearing this, Fu Hange felt a sharp pain in her heart, more intense than ever before, a pain that spread from her heart to her body. Her lips turned pale, and she finally let out a series of cold laughs.
They've been arguing a lot lately, and it's a recurring cycle of arguing, making up, and then arguing again, which even she finds strange. Why is being with him so exhausting? He always insults her without considering her feelings.
Perhaps, she will never be able to please him.
She said slowly, "I'm sleepy, you can go out now."
It was obvious they wanted to kick him out, and Gu Yuan was not about to accept that. He had never been turned away before in his entire life.