Life after the divorce went much more smoothly than Jiang Nan had imagined.
Every day I study, play games, and go to classes at the company. My two roommates both work nine-to-five jobs, and overtime is commonplace for them. We get along quite well.
Although the Alpha named Cheng Feng harbored deep hostility towards Jiang Nan, it had no effect on Jiang Nan herself.
It's worth mentioning that Song Zhusheng successfully wrapped up filming and returned to the company. The two have been going out to eat every day and have already explored all the small restaurants near the company.
It trended on social media countless times during that period.
The two are just friends, but netizens don't believe it. How can an Alpha and an Omega have a pure friendship?
After finishing two weeks of intense review, the first thing Fu Xingli did when she got her phone was to message Song Zhusheng. Song Zhusheng was in a performance class with Jiang Nan at the time, and her phone was on silent, so she didn't reply.
Fu Xingli wasn't in a hurry and went to browse Weibo again.
Because his wife is an actress, Weibo is a great tool for Fu Xingli to gain a deeper understanding of her work.
This time, as soon as he opened it, the top trending topic was: Jiang Nan Song Zhusheng are so sweet.
Fu Xingli: "..."
He was really full of questions.
Help! My wife and sister-in-law are being rumored to be a couple. What should I do?
That's practically like being cuckolded.
So he angrily took a screenshot and sent it to his brother, complaining again. "[Brother, can't you control your wife?]"
Fu Jingzhou was still working overtime at the company when he received the message.
He glanced at it and casually replied, "[Why are you so interested in my wife?]"
That's because the other person trending on social media is my wife!
Fu Xingli didn't dare say those words aloud. After holding it in for a long time, he suppressed his disgust and typed. "[After all, I'm the nation's good little brother, worthy of being named a touching figure.]"
Fu Jingzhou replied: [You've already missed your less than 24-hour-long vacation, haven't you? School starts tomorrow.]
Did you put arsenic on your lips?
So poisonous!
Fu Xingli: "..."
He was furious and stopped sending messages.
He's angry; let his brother guess for himself.
His brother didn't care whether he posted it or not, but instead went to Baidu and searched for the three characters " Song Zhusheng ".
Song Zhusheng did become popular through period dramas, so her Baidu Baike (Chinese Wikipedia) entry is quite well-made.
Fu Jingzhou didn't look at anything else; his gaze was fixed on the gender section.
Gender: Male, Omega.
Very good.
While he tossed and turned, unable to sleep at night, Jiang Nan went out to play with the Omega every day.
Very good, very good.
He remained silent for a long time before finally picking up the phone in the CEO's office and dialing a number.
When a young woman in the secretariat answered the phone, she greeted the caller sweetly, "President."
The rest of the secretariat members were startled.
Here we go again.
The CEO seems to be on his period these past few days, with a gloomy face and finding fault with everything.
After the young woman hung up the phone, the secretary in charge of translation immediately asked, "Who did you call this time?"
The young woman's sympathetic gaze fell on Lin Shen: " Chief Assistant Lin, the president wants to see you."
Lin Shen despondent, and with the feeling of mourning his own death, he went to the president's office next door.
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After finishing her acting class, Jiang Nan happily packed her things. " Shengsheng, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
Song Zhusheng thought for a moment, "Pork rib rice."
"That's good."
The two good friends left the company happily, only to find a luxury car blocking the entrance, with a green-haired guy staring at them menacingly.
Jiang Nan's lips twitched, and she leaned closer to Song Zhusheng, "I don't think the two of us can finish this meal."
Song Zhusheng sighed, "So annoying."
The two walked over, Fu Xingli, arms crossed, gritted her teeth and said, "Look at this on my head!"
Jiang Nan quickly replied, "Green hair."
"What hair?" Fu Xingli sneered, "That's clearly a green hat."
Jiang Nan: "..."
He gasped, turning to look at Song Zhusheng, almost speechless with shock. " Shengsheng, I underestimated you. Who have you gotten together with this time?"
Song Zhusheng: "..."
He glared at Fu Xingli, then at Jiang Nan.
The two had one pink hair on one head and one green hair on the other.
"Are those feather dusters growing on your heads?" His forehead twitched; he couldn't understand what he had done wrong.
Fu Xingli put her arm around Song Zhusheng's shoulder and looked coldly at Jiang Nan: "The person who cheated on me is both far away and right in front of me."
Jiang Nan gasped and turned to stare at the old man picking up bottles next to the trash can.
The old man froze. "Damn it, I'm going to tell my daughter today and have her fire you."
"We can't open it! We can't open it!" Song Zhusheng said hurriedly. "Uncle, this is the company's cash cow."
Little Immortal Nan was furious. "How many times have I told you? My name is Makka Pakka, not 'Mommy'!"
Old man. "Fuck you!"
Jiang Nan: "..."
Fu Xingli said, "Stop putting others down. I'm talking about you. My wife and I are going out on a date. You'd better go home and find your husband."
Jiang Nan suddenly stopped.
Little Immortal Nan stammered, "Didn't Zhouzhou tell you? We... just..."
Seeing his constipated appearance, Fu Xingli asked, "Did you two have another fight?"
Jiang Nan pursed her lips.
Okay, Little Green Hair really didn't know he and Zhouzhou were divorced.
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That evening, after Jiang Nan finished dinner and returned to her room, she lay on the bed for a while before finally sitting cross-legged.
Biting her nails, she hesitated for a long time before finally opening WeChat.
Zhouzhou Wife is still listed at the top.
They've been divorced for five days now, and Jiang Nan has acted as if nothing's wrong. He hasn't even mentioned the divorce to Song Zhusheng. He deliberately avoids thinking about Fu Jingzhou, and every time he opens WeChat, he ignores the pinned message at the top.
After Fu Xingli said that today, he suddenly missed him terribly.
Little Immortal Nan hesitated for a long time, thinking to himself that although they were divorced, they were still good brothers.
Therefore, sending a WeChat message is a perfectly normal thing.
He sat up in bed and sent a message.
"Stirring Shit When It Hits": [ Zhouzhou (cute), I ran into Fu Xingli today, and he doesn't seem to know we're divorced.]
Jiang Nan sent the message and received a reply within half a minute.
Zhouzhou Wife: [Mmm.]
Zhouzhou Wife: [He doesn't need to know.]
Jiang Nan stared at the sentence, then turned to look at 771: "What does he mean?"
771 suddenly sprouted wings from its back, flew into the air, and mimicked the demeanor of a reclusive master from a TV drama, its tone deep and serious: [What does it mean that he said Fu Xingli had no need to know?]
Jiang Nan listened attentively.
771 raised her slender arm and touched her non-existent chin and the non-existent mustache on it: [meaning Zhouzhou said Fu Xingli had no need to know.]
Jiang Nan: "..."
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I'll add an extra chapter tomorrow. I'm not feeling well today. Finally, to those of you who cursed me to a losing streak in Honor of Kings Glory, are your hearts made of stone?!
I just want to reach the Star Master rank (crying loudly)!!!
P. S.: They're almost back to normal, almost back to normal! We'll be back with some sweet moments soon, and it's not angsty at all now!