Chapter 98 Are you single?
It’s December 31st… Winter has already arrived in the capital, and it’s snowing heavily today.
Fu Mingshuang sat by the window of the Civil Affairs Bureau, breathing white air at the cold glass. Bored, she used her fingertips to cut the mist into pieces, revealing her fragmented face.
Today, there are as many divorces as there are marriages.
Divorce is to say goodbye to the past.
Getting married is about welcoming a new beginning.
Fu Mingshuang held a reservation paper in her hand. It had been a long time since her appointment, but Lu Shiyu still hadn't shown up.
There are fewer and fewer people in the certificate processing hall. Whether they are getting divorced or married, everyone is satisfied when they leave.
In the imperial capital in winter, night falls very early.
At 5:28, the dusk had already dyed the snowy scene outside the window yellow.
A man in a black woolen coat sat down next to Fu Mingshuang. There was a thin layer of water stains on his shoulders from melted snow.
"Lu Shiyu, you said that I have the final say on the duration of our marriage." Fu Mingshuang crumpled the appointment paper into a ball, and the customer service staff slowly pulled down the iron gate of the processing window.
"That piece of paper has no legal effect." Lu Shiyu patted the water stains on the black wool.
Fu Mingshuang sneered: "So you are so bad, absolutely bad."
Lu Shiyu stopped talking and just sat quietly beside her.
"Then why are you here? Even in this situation, you still want to make fun of me?" Fu Mingshuang straightened her swan-like neck and raised her chin slightly, as if protecting the crown on her head.
"I can't bear to let you, a married woman, spend New Year's Eve alone."
"My death at the Civil Affairs Bureau was my own fault. It has nothing to do with you."
"If you die, I will be a widower."
"Then I'll be the widow!"
Fu Mingshuang raised his hand and slapped... Oh no, a fist.
Wrapped up by the "paper" in Lu Shiyu's rock-paper-scissors game.
The "stone" lost and was tightly wrapped by the "cloth", unable to be pulled back, and was completely controlled by the other party.
"Lu Shiyu, get out!" Fu Mingshuang bared her teeth like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "You're too dirty now. I don't want you anymore."
"Fu Mingshuang, can you please stop bowing your head and trust that I can solve it?"
"I will trust you again when you become strong enough to take care of everything." Fu Mingshuang pulled out his fist and threw out an agreement at Lu Shiyu.
There were a few words written on it: [Separation Agreement]
"This agreement is legally binding. Chen Ni said that after two years of separation, I can unilaterally file for divorce." Fu Mingshuang stood up and put her hands on her hips.
"Fu Mingshuang, don't go too far." Lu Shiyu also stood up and grabbed her wrist. "It was you who wanted to break in! It was you who wanted to get married! Why do you always have the final say?"
"I've always been this bad. If you can't afford to play, then let's break up. I won't beg you anymore! If you have the guts, don't beg me! Just be a diplomat! I wish you every success!"
Fu Mingshuang finished speaking in one breath, threw the appointment paper at Lu Shiyu, and turned to leave, the bell on her ankle ringing again and again.
Lu Shiyu stayed where he was. Before he knew it, it was completely dark outside the window...
***
One year...
Ten months later...
Fu Mingshuang's third application was rejected.
My colleague Sun Xin sighed, "I really don't understand why you insisted on being transferred to the people's livelihood department. The political and legal department is much better. You can interview high-ranking officials. If you are noticed by a high-ranking official, you can even become an official's wife."
"Those who can become high-ranking officials must be in their forties or fifties, right? Do you think this is the high-ranking official story in Tomato Novel? The average age of a department-level official is 30?" Fu Mingshuang tore up the application and threw it into the trash can.
"Then invest in potential stocks. The secretaries around high-ranking officials are good~"
Fu Mingshuang suddenly took out a powder compact to touch up her makeup.
Sun Xin: "What are you doing?"
"Go seduce the secretaries~ I'm the best at this kind of thing." Fu Mingshuang hung up her interview pass and went out with her briefcase. She wore a white silk shirt and a pink hip-hugging long skirt, which was well-dressed and showed off her superior figures.
After several rounds of security checks, she entered the government office building and said to the receptionist:
"Hello, I'm Ms. Fang Lan, the intern anchor at Imperial Capital Television. We have an interview scheduled with Minister Yan Guoqiang tomorrow afternoon, so I'm here to make the connection."
"Okay, please follow me." The young lady took Fu Mingshuang to the conference room and asked Fu Mingshuang to wait.
Not long after, a young man in a suit and tie walked in. "Hello, I'm Song Lang, the secretary of Yan Bu."
Fu Mingshuang looked up at him. The man had a tall and straight figure, wore rimless glasses, and was gentle and refined. At first glance, he looked like the kind of well-behaved academic master he had been in school.
"Hello, I'm Ms. Fang Lan's intern anchor, Fu Mingshuang. I wanted to come over today to review tomorrow's interview script."
"Okay, please take a seat, Miss Fu." Song Lang gestured politely.
Fu Mingshuang sat down, took out the information, and explained tomorrow's procedures to Song Lang.
Half a year ago, she graduated with the honor of being an honor student of the School of Journalism at University A and successfully joined the country's top TV station.
She was professional, but she got stuck when she saw a familiar figure outside the meeting room.
She saw Lu Shiyu wearing a neat white shirt without a single wrinkle, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and looking at her through the glass of the conference room.
Song Lang followed Fu Mingshuang's dull gaze and saw that it was Lu Shiyu, so he called him in: "Team Leader Lu, we are here."
Fu Mingshuang was stunned, and Lu Shiyu walked in slowly, stood in front of Fu Mingshuang, and put down the coffee cup.
"Ms. Fu, this is Team Leader Lu from our Foreign Affairs Department. Team Leader Lu, this is Miss Fu, the intern anchor at Imperial Capital Television."
Song Lang eagerly introduced the two people.
Lu Shiyu extended his hand towards Fu Mingshuang and said lightly, "Hello, Miss Fu."
Fu Mingshuang glanced at him and recalled what Sun Xin had said before she came:
Senior officials, their wives, potential stocks, secretaries...
She turned to Song Lang and asked, "Secretary Song, who holds a higher position, you or Team Leader Lu?"
Song Lang was stunned for a moment, and was just thinking about how to respond when Lu Shiyu next to him spoke:
"Miss Fu has a great figure. I wonder if she's single?"
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