Song Ci wanted to say something in response to Han Zhan, but then Han Zhan sent another message.
Han Zhan: "Ten years older than you, with a physical disability and a history of failed relationships, I'm not very confident when it comes to you. This morning you said you'd be reluctant to part with me after a year, and this afternoon you calmly announced you'd divorce me after a year. I honestly don't understand what you're thinking."
Han Zhan: [As a businessman, I've experienced many battles and achieved success. As a man, I've failed miserably. Song Ci, I truly want to try to get along with you, not as partners, but as husband and wife.]
Han Zhan's message was finally sent.
After sending it, Han Zhan let out a long sigh. He had always wanted to tell Song Ci these words, and now that he had finally said them, Han Zhan felt a sense of relief.
It was the first time Song Ci had seen Han Zhan so seriously explain their relationship, and for a moment she couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She had always thought that Han Zhan was just conscientiously fulfilling their agreement.
She misunderstood.
Han Zhan was like warm water. When we first got along, it felt gentle and comfortable, without any passionate collisions. But sooner or later, warm water would become boiling hot.
Song Ci thought about it carefully before replying to Han Zhan: [From today on, let's put aside that boring deal and try to open our arms to accept each other. Let's... fall in love!]
After sending this message, Song Ci was a little nervous. She was afraid that Han Zhan would scold her for wishful thinking.
Han Zhan's answer was unexpectedly brief: [Okay.]
Song Ci's depressed mood was instantly relieved.
Seeing that his wife finally had a smile on her face, Long Yu raised his eyebrows again.
This woman's mood is like a traffic light: sometimes red, sometimes green, and then a yellow light.
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