Chapter 145: The Love Letter Yan Ai Receives
Feng Jue was indeed a little annoyed.
He picked up the glass and took a sip.
"Can't you tell me?" Ji Zhiheng smiled, a rare hint of curiosity showing on his gentle and handsome face. "Or do you not know how to start?"
He vaguely guessed that it might be related to Feng Jue's wife.
The video of Feng Jue and his wife hugging each other in the hospital corridor was widely circulated online. Although he rarely paid attention to things on the Internet, this matter was related to Feng Jue, so it naturally reached his ears.
Over the years, he had never taken the initiative to ask about the relationship between Feng Jue and his wife. He only knew that they had no feelings for each other.
It’s not right to say that there is no feeling. At least Yan Ai has feelings for Feng Jue.
Although he had only met Yan Ai a few times, he could tell from the look in her eyes when she looked at Feng Jue.
"It's a call from my ex-father-in-law." Feng Jue said it directly without hiding anything.
"Former father-in-law?" Ji Zhiheng was a little surprised. "You and Yan Ai divorced? When did it happen?"
"Yeah." Feng Jue nodded slightly, his eyes slightly cold, "We divorced two months ago."
"So your ex-father-in-law called to call and ask for accusations?" Ji Zhiheng understood instantly after considering the farce of the past two days and the scandal between Feng Jue and Jiang Qiuning some time ago.
"Is your divorce related to Jiang Qiuning?" Ji Zhiheng asked again.
Feng Jue raised his icy eyes and frowned, "Even you think these two things are related?"
"Hearing you say that, it doesn't matter." Ji Zhiheng turned his head and looked at the hazy sky behind him, which was still tinged with lavender. "Then why are you unhappy?"
Feng Jue glanced at him, then turned around as well, looking up at the layers of twilight left by the sunset glow in the sky. "I'm not unhappy, I just feel a little confused."
"What are you confused about?" Ji Zhiheng's voice was just like him, gentle and calm, neither fast nor slow.
Feng Jue thought of the box of love letters and gifts he found in the master bedroom of Yuting Bay that night. He opened them one by one and found that this woman had been receiving love letters since elementary school and continued until college, accumulating a large box.
When Feng Jue was a child, many girls wrote him love letters and gave him gifts, but he refused to accept them all and didn't even look at them. He just thought they were annoying.
"Why does she collect all the love letters others write to her? And the gifts those people give her too? What kind of hobby is this?" Feng Jue finally spoke.
However, she placed the gift he gave her on the dressing table alone, leaving it to gather dust.
"Her?" Ji Zhiheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yan Ai?"
His intuition.
Feng Jue frowned, "Hmm."
"You're already divorced, why are you still wondering about this?" Ji Zhiheng pointed out with a faint smile, "Aren't you just asking for trouble?"
Feng Jue was slightly stunned.
Yes, what is he confused about, and what is there to be confused about?
After all, what does this have to do with him?
"I remember you were not interested in her before. What made you change?" Ji Zhiheng was really curious.
Feng Jue thought about it, but still didn't say that Yan Ai was Xingchen.
He just curled his lips slightly and denied it in a low voice, "I'm not interested now. I just went back to Yutingwan to deal with the things after the divorce, and I accidentally saw it."
Ji Zhiheng asked curiously, "Will she let you see these things?"
“…” Feng Jue’s icy handsome face almost lost its composure. He pretended to look away naturally, staring at the dazzling lights in the distance, and said in a calm voice, “I just, accidentally saw it.”
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