"Su Wanwan, open the door. I'm here to discuss how to resolve this marital issue with you."

Ouyang Maomao called from outside the door.

Seeing her former friend in this state, Su Wanwan called Fu Yan.

“This matter has blown up too much, Fu Yan. Are you really going to abandon Maomao? If you won’t step in to resolve it, then we’ll resolve it ourselves.”

Fu Yan remained silent.

"Fu Yan!"

Su Wanwan yelled at him again.

Is Ouyang Maomao really the person you like?

The other person finally spoke: "Yes."

"So you're sure you're not going to care about her, right?"

Fu Yan was speechless, only hearing mocking laughter coming from the other end of the conversation.

“I once thought about taking responsibility, but she was unwilling. I have talked to her a lot, but she is still obsessed with A-Jun. It has been eight years, and I still can't make her like me. If I could really help her, why did I try to commit suicide back then?”

When the aloof man choked up in front of Su Wanwan, she was at a loss for what to do.

"Forget it, it seems you two really can't go back."

"Yes, we can't go back."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanwan ignored Ouyang Maomao and turned to leave.

Upon seeing this, Ouyang Maomao clutched her stomach and faced the camera, visibly on the verge of collapse.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she looked up at the magnolia flowers next to the iron gate of the Jiang family villa at a 45-degree angle.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, revealing her delicate and beautiful features, with a slightly red nose.

This scene perfectly matches the public's idealized image of aloof and detached writers.

Then, a magnolia petal fell, and she raised her hand to catch it, suddenly moved to speak.

"Such beautiful magnolia flowers are probably doomed to perish from now on."

This scene was captured by the reporter's camera. Everyone knows that the magnolia flower symbolizes lasting friendship, and that Ouyang Maomao is Su Wanwan's best friend.

The fact that the two have broken up over a man is truly laughable to netizens.

The next day, trending topics continued to emerge.

#These two women are quite pretty, why would they do this for a man?#

#I can't ship you anymore, all three of you should just stay together#

...

#Jiang couple bullying middle school students#

#Sure enough, you can't have two different kinds of people sleeping in the same bed#

#Jiang Shengyun and Su Wanwan are such a good couple#

#The tycoon had no love, yet he hurt his two best friends#

#Is a good man someone who claims to love his wife while cheating on her with her best friend?#

...

Su Wanwan sees trending topics about it every day when she wakes up.

These trending topics have completely impacted the lives of the two of them.

Now there's another Ye Zhao.

The media's coverage of their encounter with Ye Zhao while shopping at the mall completely distorted the facts.

Netizens started commenting again—

[You two love each other, so why are you bullying us middle school students?]

[Yes, it's disgusting. They're even bullying the flowers of our motherland. It's unbelievable.]

I heard that Mr. Jiang is already preparing to send lawyer's letters to sue netizens. You all need to watch your words.

...

As I watched, a barrage of harassing phone calls started pouring in.

Su Wanwan turned off her phone screen after turning on Do Not Disturb and went downstairs.

Jiang Shengjun didn't go to work either; he was busy with something in his study.

Su Wanwan handed him a glass of freshly squeezed juice, which he took, but he was too busy to do anything else.

"Wanwan, wait a moment, I'll tell you when I'm done."

"Uh-huh."

Su Wanwan didn't disturb him and went straight to the study balcony, where she was almost finished writing her "Shanglin Fu".

Judging by the visual inspection, the remaining words will only take half an hour to complete.

The couple, one writing outside and the other typing inside, were each busy with their own tasks.

The camera zooms out, looking out from the study filled with blooming roses; the scene is fresh and beautiful.

"One crab has eight feet..."

Jiang Shengjun's funny ringtone broke the tranquility.

Su Wanwan paused, smiled, and then wrote the character crookedly.

Looking at the entire "Shanglin Fu" as a whole, the only part that doesn't look good is the words near the end.

"well."

Su Wanwan sighed softly.

At the same time, Jiang Shengjun answered the phone.

"Hello, Grandma."

“Shengjun, things have come to this point. If you don’t resolve this, I really…”

"I'll handle it, Grandma, you don't need to worry about me."

After saying that, Jiang Shengjun hung up the phone, looking somewhat disappointed.

Su Wanwan could tell that he was starting to get impatient.

After hanging up the phone, several business partners called back, saying, "Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid we can no longer continue our cooperation."

He had just finished that call when a barrage of harassing calls came in, and he smashed his phone in anger.

They hung up and called again, hung up and called again.

Enraged, he smashed his phone on the ground, causing the screen to separate from the body and shatter.

Su Wanwan stepped forward, picked up his phone, and gently placed it on the table. Looking at Jiang Shengjun, she said, "Find some time to meet Ouyang Maomao. The three of us need to have a good talk."

Looking at the phone on the table, Jiang Shengjun suddenly felt a heart attack.

Seeing his loved one by his side, he couldn't help but say.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten so angry in front of you."

Su Wanwan understood why he was acting this way. She shook her head, walked over, sat on his lap, and cupped his face in her hands. "I have a way to solve this."

"you say."

"We're getting a divorce, to give Ouyang Maomao the result she wants."

Jiang Shengjun gripped Su Wanwan's waist with his large hand, his deep, hoarse, and choked voice saying, "What did you say? Divorce?"

Her eyes blinked slightly, her long eyelashes fluttered, and even the light from outside the window couldn't compare to the shimmering beauty in her expression.

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