Fu Jingzhou remained motionless for a long while.
Jiang Nan's words were very simple, but it took Fu Jingzhou a full minute to realize what she had said.
His first reaction was disbelief, but the smile on his lips remained unchanged, and his dark eyes stared unblinkingly at the boy.
Jiang Nan hung her head, her pink hair drooping, and scratched at the stiff fabric of her jeans with her fingernails, like a child who had done something wrong.
"What... did you just say?" Fu Jingzhou tilted his head, his gaze falling on the elevator not far away.
Just half an hour ago, he stepped out of the elevator full of joy.
After picking at his pants, Jiang Nan started picking at his fingers. He didn't dare to look up, carefully licked his lips, and repeated, "I said, let's get a divorce."
The sentence was spoken calmly and softly, but it reached Fu Jingzhou's ears with perfect clarity.
He didn't mishear.
Fu Jingzhou suddenly turned his head. He was very close to Jiang Nan, and with one hand he grabbed the boy's chin, his thumb and forefinger exerting a little force, forcing the boy to raise his head.
The man lowered his eyelids, carefully observing his expression.
He had lost a lot of weight, about five or six pounds less than when we last met in Island City. His chin was more pointed, and his full lips were a little chapped. He nervously pursed his lips, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes darted around for a long time, but he just couldn't bring himself to look him in the eye.
He suddenly chuckled, " Jiang Nan, have I been too good to you?"
Jiang Nan sniffed, her eyes a little red.
Fu Jingzhou turned his head, took a deep breath, and changed the subject, "Do you really want a divorce?"
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, not expecting his next sentence to be like this, "Hmm... hmm!"
He wanted to nod, but his chin was held captive by the man, so he could only manage a soft "hmm."
Jiang Nan usually sleeps very well. Even if she stays up late at night, she can sleep all day during the day, so she rarely has dark circles under her eyes.
His skin was always fair and delicate, with a rosy undertone.
But at this moment, Fu Jingzhou looked at the dark circles under the boy's eyes, remained silent for half a minute, and asked, "Give me a reason."
"I..." Jiang Nan sniffed.
He had intended to repeat what he had said to Jiang Qingye, but the words "cripple" just wouldn't come out.
So he took a deep breath and said, "Didn't you say you had someone you liked? Well, I've found someone I like too, so if we get a divorce, it'll be perfect... perfect..."
Jiang Nan, who is usually very talkative, thought for a long time but didn't know what to say, so she finally remained silent.
Fu Jingzhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Is it Qiao Qingzhou?"
Jiang Nan's eyes widened; he never expected to hear the name " Qiao Qingzhou " from Fu Jingzhou's mouth.
Then, somewhat incredulously, he asked, "You watched that show?"
"Um."
Fu Jingzhou replied indifferently, "I've watched every single episode."
He could tell that the man liked Jiang Nan, and he kept trying to win her over, showering her with attention.
"You..." Jiang Nan silently shut her mouth again.
Why watch the show?
It was because of him, and it was because of Shen Anbai.
Jiang Nan hadn't figured out who Fu Jingzhou would fall for at first, but when he heard Fu Jingzhou's words, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he suddenly thought of Shen Anbai.
Although he felt that given the big boss's discerning eye and emotional intelligence, it was impossible for him to fall for Shen Anbai.
However, in the original book, Fu Jingzhou loved Shen Anbai so much that he never gave up on her, even until his death.
How could he possibly withstand the power of the Creator?
Seeing that Jiang Nan didn't speak, Fu Jingzhou suddenly let go of her hand, his eyes still fixed on Jiang Nan.
Jiang Nan was a little flustered when he was released. He subconsciously pursed his lips and said, " Zhouzhou..."
He had only called out one name when Fu Jingzhou suddenly interrupted him, "Let's go."
"Huh?" Jiang Nan blankly, "Where to?"
Fu Jingzhou glanced down at his watch. "The Civil Affairs Bureau closes at six. There's still time to go."
Jiang Nan hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Okay."
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When 771 flew down from the second floor, every single hair on its head seemed to scream "shock."
What exactly happened? How did they really get divorced?????
The Little Black Ball kept spinning, jumping, and gliding in mid-air.
Jiang Nan didn't look at him, silently following behind Fu Jingzhou, getting off the elevator and into the car.
Driver Old Yang had just been called over and didn't know what had happened.
He greeted Jiang Nan warmly, "Young Madam, it's been a long time!"
Jiang Nan couldn't manage a smile, and could only awkwardly reply, "Long time no see."
After the two men got into the car, the driver Old Yang, asked with a smile, "Young Master, where are we going now?"
Just as Old Yang was rapidly considering various romantic dating spots in the capital, a calm, low voice came from the back of the car.
"Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Okay!" he readily agreed, immediately fastening his seatbelt. Only when the seatbelt made a crisp sound did he suddenly realize what his young master had said.
"..."
Driver Old Yang stopped moving completely.
Just moments ago, her face was full of smiles and wrinkles, but now every wrinkle has been smoothed out by sadness.
He still held a sliver of relief. "Going to get the marriage certificate?"
Fu Jingzhou interrupted him, "Stop talking nonsense."
The Civil Affairs Bureau closes at six o'clock, and Fu Jingzhou and Jiang Nan were the last couple to divorce.
When Jiang Nan received her divorce certificate, she held the newly issued booklet in her hand. After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, she hesitated and took out a card from her pocket.
The man sat calmly in his wheelchair. It was early December, and the temperature in the capital had plummeted. He wore a trench coat over a wool sweater, his handsome face as still as ice. He didn't even glance at Jiang Nan. "What is this?"
Jiang Nan lowered her head awkwardly. "The money I borrowed from you before."
"Good."
Fu Jingzhou's voice was a little hoarse as he reached out and took the bank card.
Jiang Nan added, "The password is your birthday."
"Hmm," he responded softly.
After this was discussed, the two fell silent again.
Jiang Nan was a little reluctant, so she tried her best to find a topic to talk about. "My brother wants me to go back home, so that big apartment you bought for me before is useless to me, so I don't want it anymore. I'll give it back to you. Besides, an apartment is really too expensive."
"Okay," Fu Jingzhou replied.
Jiang Nan continued, "I can't drive that sports car either."
Fu Jingzhou nodded again. "Okay."
Jiang Nan sniffed. He had rushed out and hurriedly put on a down jacket, which should have been warm, but he was still very cold.
A large patch of goosebumps appeared on my arm.
Not knowing what to say, he simply said, "Then I'll be going now."
Fu Jingzhou remained silent.
Jiang Nan wasn't sure if he was disappointed, but he really wanted to get some sleep.
A good night's sleep will do the trick.
The boy lifted his foot to leave, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man.
Fu Jingzhou's palms were cold. "Aren't you going back to pack your things?"
Jiang Nan shook her head. "They're all unimportant things; the nanny can just throw them away."
When he came into this world, apart from 771, he brought nothing with him.