Su Bai didn't want to talk to him any more, so he just sent a message to Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian received Su Bai’s WeChat message.

"Sister Xiao Jian, my brother wants to ask you, if a boy chases you now, would you consider it?"

Zhuo Jian: "I will do it after the divorce!"

Su Bai finally felt a little more comfortable and put the phone in front of Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye frowned unconsciously after reading it. He also had Zhuo Jian's WeChat account, but he had not contacted her for eight hundred years.

"Why do you have her WeChat account?"

Fu Yanye took his mobile phone, looked at the date when the two of them were friends, and then silently transferred to the circle of friends.

Her last friend post was at the airport, and the suitcase was familiar to him.

"It's time to go home!"

What is should?

Fu Yanye returned the phone to him, and after leaving the club, the car stopped in front of the hospital.

The driver turned to look at the boss who was looking at the hospital but didn't move, and asked: "Mr. Fu, aren't you going in?"

"Um!"

"..."

The driver wanted to get off work, but in the end he could only sit in front of him, help the boss raise the fender, and then secretly send a message to his girlfriend.

Fu Yanye looked into the darkened window of the hospital. He had never felt the same love for the people inside as he did in the book. He didn't love her!

Is it a habit?

That name has been written next to mine for three years!

He couldn't help but question his behavior in the past few days, but he soon gave the answer.

Fu Yanye later opened the WeChat dialog box between him and her, and found that they had added it several years ago, but it was empty.

Open her circle of friends again, eh?
Chapter completed!