Chapter 43 No Divorce
Wen Nanxi's face changed, and her fingers curled slightly on the screen, not knowing whether to answer it.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Shen Yuechuan subconsciously showed concern, Wen Nanxi came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, pressed the mute button and put the phone on the table.
"It's okay, it's not important. Brother Yuechuan, just send me the recipe for the fish soup so I can practice my cooking skills and save you the trouble."
He Yan curled his lips:
“Xiao Nanxi, this is not fair. You call Shen Yuechuan brother, but you don’t call me brother.”
Wen Nanxi held her chin in her hand:
"How about you make me some soup?"
He Yan: "...it's better not to have a sister like you."
Because she was afraid that He Yan would worry, Wen Nanxi concealed what happened today. After they had their meal, they went to sing karaoke until midnight. During this time, Wen Nanxi's phone screen lit up and went out, and she never picked it up once.
She didn't know what else to say to Fu Ci Yan besides divorce, and she truly understood how Fu Ci Yan felt when he said he didn't want to answer.
It turns out that when you are extremely disappointed, you really don’t want to answer the other person’s call.
It was rare for Wen Nanxi to have such a crazy time. It was already twelve o'clock when she returned home. Xia Tian had to go on a business trip the next day. Wen Nanxi was worried that she would be too tired to go to the airport if she got up too early the next day, so she sent her back to Xia Tian's own apartment.
When he returned to the apartment door, Wen Nanxi was stunned.
There was a man at her door.
"Why are you here?"
Fu Ci Yan looked a little decadent. In Wen Nanxi's memory, he had never been like this before.
He sat at the door, his back against it, one leg curled up, his arm draped over it, his head bowed.
He raised his head only after hearing Wen Nanxi's voice. His expression was still calm, which diluted the sense of decadence on him. However, his eyes were still a little lonely, and his voice was a little hoarse:
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ignored your call."
Wen Nanxi lowered her eyes slightly.
Why does Fu Ci Yan always apologize so late?
"You won't believe me even if I answer. Forget it, you go back first. I still need to rest."
"Baby, are you scared?"
These two familiar words touched Wen Nanxi's fragile nerves, and a tingling sensation spread across his chest.
"Don't call me that anymore, Fu Ciyan, we're over."
"Nanxi, let's not get a divorce."
There seemed to be some grievance in Fu Ci Yan's eyes, which made Wen Nanxi feel a little soft-hearted.
Don't be soft-hearted! Don't you think you've suffered enough?
Wen Nanxi secretly warned herself in her heart, and the softness in her eyes disappeared.
"Fu Ciyan, I've had enough of being wronged. Let's part ways amicably. I've already taken the initiative to leave. What else do you want from me? Just consider it a plea from me, okay?"
"What happened today was indeed my fault. I won't ignore your calls again. Don't be angry."
Wen Nanxi was speechless. She didn't want his apology anymore. It was meaningless.
"This isn't the first time you've broken your promise, and it's not like I haven't given you a chance. Fu Ciyan, to be honest, haven't you deceived me enough?"
"I never lied to you."
Fu Ci Yan's eyes darkened, but he stood up and politely opened the door.
Wen Nanxi rolled her eyes, still trying to make excuses even at this point.
After playing for half the night, she was really tired and had a lot of work to do tomorrow, so she entered the password and opened the door.
But when she tried to close the door, she couldn't.
"What are you doing? I'm very tired and need to rest."
Fu Ciyan held the door open with his hands:
"Let me accompany you today."
He was worried that Wen Nanxi would be scared today.
Wen Nanxi tried again, but she was no match for Fu Ciyan's strength and couldn't close it. She was so angry that she stamped her feet and said:
"Fu Ciyan, could you please stop cheating!"
Fu Ci Yan hadn't seen such a lively expression on her face for a long time, and he was not paying attention for a moment, so Wen Nanxi pushed him out.
The door slammed shut in front of him.
Merciless.
Fu Ci Yan touched the tip of his nose and leaned against the door resignedly.
It had been more than half an hour since Wen Nanxi finished washing up. She was a little sleepy and was about to go back to the bedroom to rest, but she was stunned when she saw the door.
He should go back...
Lying in bed, Wen Nanxi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Finally, he tiptoed to look out through the peephole.
Not seeing that figure, Wen Nanxi felt a little bit disappointed. After calming down, he went back to his room and went to sleep.
She hasn't been sleeping well these days. She falls asleep slowly and has a lot of dreams.
Half asleep and half awake, she suddenly felt someone crawling into the bed.
That waist, that back, seems somewhat familiar...
"Fu Ciyan! Are you sick?"
Wen Nanxi pulled the quilt over her chest, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked at the man on the bed with gritted teeth.
Fu Ci Yan waited for nearly two hours before coming in, but he didn't expect Wen Nanxi to still be asleep.
"I was worried that you were scared, so I came in to keep you company."
Wen Nanxi grabbed the pillow and threw it over:
"Who are you trying to scare to death in the middle of the night? You're being a hooligan!"
Fu Ciyan obviously didn't intend to leave. He took the pillow and arranged it:
"You are my wife, and it's not considered a hooligan if I sleep with you."
“Get out, get out, get out!”
At 2:30 in the morning, the half-naked Fu Ci Yan was kicked out of the room by Wen Nanxi.
Fu Ciyan was silent for a while. A gust of cold wind blew past, and he said:
"Could you please throw out my clothes too?"
The next second, his suit was thrown out from the crack of the door by Wen Nanxi, and the door slammed shut again.
With a crisp sound, Wen Nanxi inserted the key into the keyhole to prevent Fu Ci Yan from coming in again.
Why didn't she realize that Fu Ci Yan was such a scoundrel before?
This was the first time that Fu Ci Yan was rejected like this.
But he knew that he deserved it.
It was not until today when he learned that Wen Nanxi was in trouble that he truly realized how much he couldn't bear to leave her.
I have to find a way to get my wife back...
At three o'clock in the morning, Fu Ciyan knocked on Duan Ze's door. Looking at the sleepy Duan Ze, Fu Ciyan said:
"Nanxi is angry with me, teach me how to comfort her."
Duan Ze: ...
"Ha! You woke me up at three in the morning just to ask me that? I thought the world was ending!"
Fu Ciyan: "If I can't coax her back, I'll be destroyed."
…
The next day, Wen Nanxi arrived at the company on time. She hadn't slept well the previous day and her eyelids were still swollen.
Xu Yan handed over a cup of coffee with some concern:
"Are you okay, Senpai?"
Wen Nanxi smiled at her:
"I'm fine, thanks for the coffee."
Xu Yan looked around and lowered his voice:
"Senior... now everyone in the company is saying you're three-timing. They're saying you failed to seduce her and instead framed Deputy Manager Li for forcing you. It's spread all over the company..."
Wen Nanxi didn't expect this matter to spread so quickly:
"Three boats? Who are the other two?"
"Boss Wang, there's another one... Boss Fu from the head office. A lot of people saw you guys arguing downstairs yesterday. Ji Jiaojiao might cause trouble for you."
Before Xu Yan finished speaking, Ji Jiaojiao's voice came over:
"Sister Nanxi, I heard that you were... raped. Are you okay?"
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