In the afternoon, the evening sun had already set, and the red color in the sky gradually faded away, leaving behind a dark blue.

A phone call came to Tang Muyan's cell phone. At that time, Tang Muyan was thinking about a comic. She was about to put pen to paper when the cell phone rang.

She looked at the unfamiliar caller ID, feeling a faint expectation in her heart, could it be Wen Huai?

Last night, she left her phone number to Shen Yi. Because Lu Huaichen was there, she spoke more vaguely, but Shen Yi should be able to understand what she meant.

With this mentality, Tang Muyan answered the phone with great expectation. A plain male voice came from the other end, "Hello."

The voice was ordinary, the tone was flat, and there was no texture to it, not like Wen Huai.

Sounds more like Shen Yi's voice?

Realizing that the person who came was not Wen Huai, Tang Muyan felt a little disappointed, "Why is it you?"

"Why can't it be me? Didn't you tell me to call you?"

She overestimated him. Shen Yi was so stupid that he didn't understand what she meant at all?

She closed her eyes, let out a long breath, and said helplessly: "I asked Wen Huai to call me, why did you call me?"

Shen Yi said "Oh" honestly, and then realized, "No, why don't you just tell me that Wen Huai called you? I was so self-indulgent that I thought you liked me and wanted to support me."

Tang Muyan said sarcastically, "You still know that you are being too sentimental."

"You can't blame me for this. Your meaning was too misleading. Couldn't you be more obvious?"

Instead, Shen Yi blamed Tang Muyan.

Tang Muyan was speechless. Lu Huaichen was still there last night, and the look in his eyes almost killed her.

Tang Muyan understood Lu Huaichen. Even if he didn't want it, he wouldn't allow anyone else to get involved. After all, she had been with him for three years, so she was clear about this.

If she said it to his face, wouldn't that be the same as cheating on him?

Does she dare to mention it? Does she dare?

Tang Muyan didn't want to listen to Shen Yi's explanation at this moment, and said impatiently: "Okay, give my number to Wen Huai and ask him to call me, or tell me Wen Huai's contact information."

Shen Yi decisively refused, "No, I can't get in touch with him."

"Why?"

Tang Muyan felt that Shen Yi was a stingy person and would hold a grudge against him just because she said a few words to him.

Shen Yi, "Why not?"

Tang Muyan put down her paintbrush, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to quarrel with Shen Yi. "Shen Yi, why are you so stingy?"

Tang Muyan complained in her heart: You cheated me out of two and a half million yesterday, and I didn't do anything to you. Why are you acting like a woman?

Shen Yi denied, "No, Wen Huai doesn't have a cell phone."

"Then how did you contact him yesterday?"

Tang Muyan certainly didn't believe Shen Yi's words. She even wondered if Shen Yi had changed his mind? Did he regret asking her to redeem Wen Huai?

Tang Muyan's tone suddenly became excited, "I'm telling you, Shen Yi, you can't go back on your word. You took 2.5 million from me."

"Look at what you said, could I be that person?"

Although this money did not reach Shen Yi, it came from his hands, so naturally he would not refuse to pay for it.

Shen Yi immediately explained, "Wen Huai usually works two jobs. He is at the construction site during the day and comes to our place at night. His phone was broken at the construction site a while ago and he hasn't had time to get it fixed yet."

Shen Yi read out word for word what Lu Huaichen had sent to his phone.

At first, he didn't believe why Tang Muyan gave him her phone number.

Before making the call, he made a bet with Lu Huaichen with great confidence.

He said, "Do you think Sister Muyan has a crush on me? She even left me her phone number yesterday, and her tone of voice was much gentler than yours."

Lu Huaichen on the other end of the phone sneered, as if mocking Shen Yi's self-conceit.

Shen Yi was anxious, "If you don't believe me, let's bet one million."

And just like that, he lost another million.

Tang Muyan's share of the money yesterday also went into Lu Huaichen's pocket. He didn't even get the handling fee, so he naturally couldn't be happy.

"Is that so?" Tang Muyan felt even more distressed for Wen Huai.

That child is so pitiful. He has to sell his body at night and move bricks at the construction site during the day.

"I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to you later, and you can buy something good for the child."

Tang Muyan is very generous.

When Shen Yi heard that the money had come, his brows relaxed.

Although it’s a bit little, fly legs are still meat.

He said cheerfully, "Okay, leave it to me. I promise to make sure everything is done for you clearly."

After hearing what Shen Yi said, Tang Muyan suddenly regretted giving him the money, but the words had already been spoken, and it would be somewhat embarrassing to go back on her word now.

"Add me later and I'll send you the address. Just have Wen Huai come over in the evening."

This statement somewhat surprised Shen Yi, "Sister Muyan, are you really going to abandon us, Ah Chen?"

"I think there's something wrong with you. Lu Huaichen and I are divorced." Tang Muyan's words directly severed the relationship between the two.

She gets a headache whenever she hears this name now.

"Can't you remarry after divorce? Don't you think..."

Before Shen Yi could finish his words, a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

"As expected, it's your ex-wife. She's not rude at all and hangs up before anyone can finish speaking."

Shen Yi held the phone and waved his fist at it twice childishly to vent his resentment.

Shen Yi's eyes fell on the computer beside him, "Get ready, the address has been sent to your phone."

The handsome face on the screen raised his lips, "Shen Yi, don't forget the bet just now."

Shen Yi cursed, "Lu Huaichen, you are really stingy."

*

In the evening, at nine o'clock, the doorbell of Tang Muyan's apartment rang.

She had just finished taking a shower and casually put on a bathrobe and walked to the entrance.

I turned on the video doorbell and saw through the screen a man wearing a grey baseball cap. He also had a mask on his face, which covered his face tightly so that nothing could be seen.

Tang Muyan pressed the call button and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

A clear and gentle boy's voice came from the other end, full of texture and very pleasing.

"Sister, it's me, Wen Huai."