Li Qingyun couldn't understand why Fang Shiyan looked like his wife had been stolen. She hesitated for two seconds before speaking again, "Yes, don't you know? It's all over the industry."

Fang Shiyan's hands were clenched into fists and trembling slightly.

Shen Jingshao hit him hard, and he was in great pain all over his body.

Without saying anything more, Fang Shiyan turned and went to his study.

After Fang Shiyan left, Fang Shiyu approached Li Qingyun and asked, "Mom, Shen Jingshao is getting married. Who told you about this?"

Li Qingyun: "Didn't we say that Mrs. Shen herself said that she has never revealed who it is?"

Sitting back down on the sofa, Li Qingyun removed her face mask and said calmly, "If you ask me, this news might not be true. Mrs. Shen probably thinks that Shen Jingshao is not young anymore and has not yet gotten married and had children, so she can't save face and told outsiders that Shen Jingshao is getting married."

Fang Shiyu was at a loss for words and didn't know where to begin.

Li Qingyun didn't notice Fang Shiyu's unusual silence today. She said, "Look, Shen Jingshao is about the same age as Ayan, and our Yaoyao is already five years old."

Fang Shiyu smiled, popped a grape into his mouth, and didn't reply.

Speaking of Fang Jingyao, Li Qingyun added, "That little ingrate Yao Yao doesn't miss us at all. Wen Yixing must often speak ill of Yao Yao's father in front of him, otherwise, this child hasn't even made a phone call home in all this time."

“You still need to get your brother to find someone else as soon as possible…” Li Qingyun looked at Fang Shiyu, who was in a daze, “What has Jiang Ruyue been doing lately? Is she still in contact with your brother?”

Fang Shiyu shook her head in confusion: "I don't know, my brother didn't tell me."

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Shen Jingshao was in a better mood when he got home because he had touched something dirty. The first thing he did when he got home was to take a shower.

After taking a shower and changing into his pajamas, Shen Jingshao sat alone on the sofa in the living room without turning on the lights.

The moonlight is bright tonight, streaming through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

Shen Jingshao looked up at the night sky outside the window.

He used to like this atmosphere, enjoying sitting quietly in the dimly lit living room and thinking.

But now, sitting here, he unconsciously begins to yearn for a different kind of life.

Lively and warm.

A home where she is.

Shen Jingshao looked up at the time; it was already 10:30. He wondered what Shijian was doing, or if she had already fallen asleep.

Shen Jingshao picked up the phone, intending to start a video call with her, but the phone vibrated first.

It was Lu Xingye who called him.

Shen Jingshao clicked on it.

"Does Fang Shiyan already know about you and Wen Yixing?" Lu Xing asked incredulously on the other end of the phone, "You two haven't already met, have you?"

Shen Jingshao dried his hair and responded softly, "Mm."

Lu Xing was also surprised: "You guys are too fast!"

Knowing Shen Jingshao's personality, Lu Xing could also tell that Shen Jingshao wasn't the type to hide things. Besides, Shen Jingshao's relationship with Fang Shiyan had always been lukewarm, unlike Lu Xing's, which stemmed from childhood friendship, so he naturally wouldn't hold back.

Lu Xing ran away beforehand because he was worried that their argument would affect him.

He never expected that this day would come sooner than he had imagined.

“No wonder, no wonder Fang Shiyan called me several times today and I didn’t dare to answer.” Lu Xing sighed, “What kind of situation is this?”

"Fortunately, I was self-aware enough to leave beforehand."

Seeing that Shen Jingshao remained silent, Lu Xing paused for a moment and then asked, "You didn't actually fight with Fang Shiyan, did you?"

Shen Jingshao: "He struck first."

Lu Xingye: "..."

Shen Jingshao is not one to suffer a loss. Besides, Shen Jingshao is a sports student, and his physical fitness is many times better than Fang Shiyan's.

These are brothers, and those are brothers too.

Lu Xing also felt the discomfort of making sandwich cookies.

Not knowing what to say, I said nothing.

She silently lit a candle for Fang Shiyan in her heart.

"Is there anything else?" Shen Jingshao asked.

Before Lu Xing could speak, Shen Jingshao said calmly, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

Lu Xing opened his mouth again.

He still didn't say anything.

Then I heard the phone beeping.

"......"

The phone call ended just as quickly as ever.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Jingshao, worried that Wen Yixing was already asleep, sent her a message: "Are you asleep?"

After waiting for about three minutes, the reply came back: "Not yet."

Shen Jingshao then opened the video call.

She was sitting on the bed, and looked like she had just taken a shower, with her half-dry hair hanging down.

"Just finished showering?" Shen Jingshao asked.

Before starting the video call, Shen Jingshao turned on the living room lights. Wen Yixing could see the furnishings around Shen Jingshao in the video. She asked, "Are you home?"

Shen Jingshao: "I arrived at ten o'clock and just took a shower."

His camera was pointed directly at his face, so Wen Yixing couldn't see anything else. She asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Shen Jingshao: "Your hand is cut."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and placed his phone in front of the camera.

Wen Yixing could see that his finger joints were indeed a little red, as if they had been scratched.

Do you have any medicine at home?

Shen Jingshao smiled and looked at her: "Yes, it's a minor injury, nothing serious."

The wound was indeed small, so Wen Yixing didn't say anything more.

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