On your wedding night, stay with your godbrother; the Empress is practically throwing herself at you

The next day.

early morning.

Morning light streamed in through the white curtains.

The room in Liu Fuyao's bedroom was warmly lit.

"ah--!"

Liu Fuyao, who was fast asleep, was suddenly startled by a scream.

She sat up abruptly, her heart pounding.

That's my older sister's voice.

problem occurs?

It's inexplicable.

The thought that my sister might be trying to commit suicide suddenly flashed through my mind.

moment.

Liu Fuyao's face turned deathly pale.

He didn't even bother to put on his shoes and rushed out barefoot.

"sister!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Rushing into the guest room, Liu Fuyao was dumbfounded.

Everything in the room was fine; there was no scene she had imagined.

Liu Ruyan was sitting on the bed with her hair disheveled. One of the straps of her wine-red silk slip dress had slipped down to her elbow, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and her delicate collarbone.

She bought this nightgown specifically to please Lu Chuan.

The fabric covering their bodies was pitifully thin.

When it clung to her body, it accentuated her curvaceous figure, especially her long legs, which were casually wrapped around the blanket.

If any man saw this scene, he would probably have a nosebleed.

But Liu Fuyao only felt a headache.

Because Liu Ruyan was holding her phone, her face was deathly pale, and her eyes were full of tears, as if she had suffered some great injustice.

"sister?"

"What are you yelling about?"

After letting out a sigh of relief, Liu Fuyao finally leaned against the doorframe, somewhat speechless, and said...

"Early in the morning, anyone who didn't know better would think a thief had broken into the house."

Liu Ruyan suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with pain.

"Fuyao..."

"That's all..."

"What's gone?"

Liu Fuyao was taken aback.

"You've lost your money?"

"no!"

Liu Ruyan held up her phone.

"Your brother-in-law... that bastard of a brother-in-law, he deleted me!"

He actually blocked and deleted me!

Liu Fuyao was taken aback and leaned over to take a look.

The screen displays a chat interface with green bubbles.

Below the long string of "Husband, I was wrong" and "Please reply to me" that Liu Ruyan sent, a glaring red exclamation mark appeared, along with a cold system notification:

The message has been sent, but the recipient has rejected it.

"this one?"

Liu Fuyao rolled her eyes, turned around, and was about to leave.

"I thought it was something serious, it scared me to death."

"Isn't this a big deal?"

Liu Ruyan became anxious.

She threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, and chased after her barefoot, grabbing her sister's arm.

"Fuyao, are you really my sister?"

"I'm already in this state, and you're still making sarcastic remarks?"

"He deleted me!"

What does this mean?

"This means he really doesn't want to talk to me anymore; it means he really wants to cut ties with me!"

"I've been sending messages all night, I'd even be happy if he just said a couple of things to me."

"What's the point of deleting it directly?"

Liu Ruyan became more and more excited as she spoke.

The tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Because of her excitement, her chest was heaving violently, and the alluring white skin was so exposed that even the silk nightgown couldn't contain it.

Liu Fuyao felt dizzy from being shaken.

"Sis, can you please wake up?"

"You went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to sign the papers a few days ago. Although you haven't received the certificate yet, you're already going through the legal divorce process."

"Since they're divorced, why would he still keep his ex-wife's cuckoldry?"

"Are you saving it to give out as red envelopes during Chinese New Year?"

"Besides, the way you bombarded me with messages last night, I would have deleted them too. Who could stand that?"

Liu Ruyan was stunned for a moment.

He stood there, frozen, his lips still trembling.

"But……"

"But there's a cooling-off period! As long as it's over, we're still husband and wife. How can he be so heartless..."

"Then what's the point of asking me?"

Liu Fuyao shrugged.

"I've never been in a relationship, so I don't understand the struggles of you adults."

"If you really can't figure it out, then figure it out yourself."

After saying that, she yawned, turned around and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep.

Back in the room.

Liu Fuyao did not actually go to sleep.

Instead, she leaned against the headboard, listening to her sister's suppressed sobs outside, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

I hesitated for a moment.

Liu Fuyao also took out her phone from under her pillow and tapped on that familiar profile picture.

That's Lu Chuan.

The profile picture is a funny monkey.

It was taken by her for her brother-in-law when she went to the zoo with her sister before.

After thinking for a while...

Liu Fuyao had only typed two words on the screen when...

Brother-in-law.

send.

There is no red exclamation mark.

Sent successfully.

call……

Liu Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, a huge weight was finally lifted off my shoulders.

Fortunately.

They didn't delete me.

……

the other side.

On a main road in the southern part of the city.

The traffic jam during the morning rush hour was like a long dragon.

Lu Chuan sat in the car, driving his wife's car, which he hadn't even started paying off the loan yet.

"Ding-dong."

The phone rang.

I glanced at the phone on the stand.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw the words "Sister-in-law Fuyao" pop up on the screen.

While the light was red, he picked up his phone and replied:

What's wrong?

The message was sent out and received a reply almost instantly.

【Nothing much, I just heard my sister crying her eyes out at home, saying you deleted her on WeChat. I was a little worried, so I tried sending her a message to see if I was being implicated.】

It was followed by an emoji that said "cautiously peeking out".

Upon seeing this sentence, Lu Chuan couldn't help but chuckle.

This sister-in-law is quite interesting.

[Deleted.]

Lu Chuan's reply was very straightforward.

Since the decision to divorce has been made, keeping her contact information will only give her unrealistic fantasies. A clean break is better for everyone than a prolonged, drawn-out one.

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

About a minute later, another message came:

Why don't you delete me?

Lu Chuan stared at the line of text, his fingers pausing.

Why not delete it?

Because you are innocent?

Because the glutinous rice balls you cooked were delicious?

Or is it because...

Lu Chuan shook his head and tossed his phone back into the passenger seat.

Focus on driving.

This question is difficult to answer, and there's no need to answer it.

The green light is on.

He quickly stepped on the gas and drove towards the South City Zoo.

He doesn't have time to think about these romantic matters right now.

Despite possessing a system and being a fourth-grade martial artist, reality is far from ideal.

The wedding a few days ago.

It emptied his savings.

Moreover, the house was bought with a loan.

The car was purchased on installment.

Several of my credit cards have been maxed out.

Even though we're divorced now, the debts are still there.

Next month is the repayment date, and if he doesn't want the martial arts association to take the house away, he'll have to go to work and earn money honestly.

This is the adult world.

Even if you are a martial arts master, you still have to bow down for a meager living before you get rich.

……

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