The 99th Divorce

Chapter 1784: You Are the Chief Culprit

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Yes, indeed. She does not deserve to be my close friend."

Ye Qianqian already experienced that within the past two days. Beyond disappointment, she was also extremely upset.

Ye Qianqian was 26 years old. She had grown up together with Fang Tongtong. She felt that she had never let Fang Tongtong down in any way, so how could Fang Tongtong be so cruel as to do such a thing?

If Fang Tongtong hadn't blurted the last sentence out by accident, Ye Qianqian would never have expected them to be involved in that kind of a relationship.

However, when these words were spoken by Shen Zhilie, it made Ye Qianqian feel a sense of irony.

"Is that so…"

Shen Zhilie probably feels that Fang Tongtong is unworthy to be my close friend because he does not want me to know about his "accident" with her?

"Yeah." Shen Zhilie did not think too deeply. He knew that it was already a great breakthrough for Ye Qianqian to be willing to call him.

It was just an accident and such a small matter can be forgotten within a few days.

We can be together without any hiccups from now on.

Shen Zhilie's lips curled up into a smile. He asked, "What do you feel like eating tonight?"

Ye Qianqian felt a piercing pain in her heart.

How can he still manage to say such a thing?

How could he still say such a thing so casually?

"Qianqian?" Shen Zhilie called out again when he did not receive a response from her.

Ye Qianqian's throat hurt as if something was stuck in it. After a long time, she asked, "Shen Zhilie, do you think that we're suited for each other?"

When Shen Zhilie heard her response, the more he felt that something was amiss. "What do you mean?"

"Let's break up." Ye Qianqian's voice was choking with sobs. "That's settled. I'll tidy up your things and pack them up. You can collect them when you're free."

"Ye Qianqian, what's the meaning of this?" Shen Zhilie's expression darkened. "Don't you find it meaningless to talk about such things all the time?"

"I'm not joking with you." Ye Qianqian sounded as if she was on the verge of tears. "I can't accept the fact that my man is involved in an unbreakable relationship with my best friend. Right now, I don't want my best friend and or you."

"Ye Qianqian!" Shen Zhilie was just given an IV transfusion. When he heard what Ye Qianqian said, the green tendons popped up on the back of his hand. The blood rushed up the tube.

However, the other end of the call was quickly hung up.

After Ye Qianqian's voice was cut off, all that was left was a heartbreaking sound of the engaged tone.

Shen Zhilie was on the verge of madness. He suddenly smashed his phone. It gave off a muted sound that was especially jarring in the ward.

Uncertain of what had happened, the other patients in the ward turned their heads to look over.

It was obvious that Shen Zhilie had no intention of explaining himself. After he had calmed down for some time, his face flushed face turned pale. He ripped off the tubes and proceeded to pick up the phone.

The cellphone was violently smashed. A cobweb-shaped crack had formed on the screen.

When Shen Zhilie tapped on his phone, the photo of him and Ye Qianqian appeared on the lock screen.

They were huddled close together, smiling radiantly. They were such a handsome couple.

However, the cobweb crack on the screen coincidentally appeared right between the both of them.

Shen Zhilie's heart jolted even more violently. He tightened his grip around the cellphone and walked out of the ward with his teeth tightly clenched.

When Gu Yuansheng saw Shen Zhilie march toward him, he was a little surprised. He yelled out, "Brother Shen, didn't you just receive your IV transfusion? Are you done with it?"

When he subconsciously glanced at Shen Zhilie's arm, there was a sea of crimson red.

Gu Yuansheng drew in a breath of air and gasped out loud, "Your arm…"

"Gu Yuansheng."

Shen Zhilie stopped and glanced at him. "You're the chief culprit if I break up with my woman."

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