Chu Ci pinched Fu Bin’s arm hard, and glanced sideways at him: "You have a lot of little schemes, didn’t you practice them quite a bit on your ex-girlfriends?"
"Even Dou E wasn’t as wronged as I am, can we not throw accusations at me in front of my daughter?"
Lu Jinghan held Han Xi’s hand and sat down on the bench: "Although Feng Yi didn’t have a stomach bleed, the housekeeper said he hasn’t eaten much these days. Aside from drinking, it’s all he’s been doing. So Fu Bin came up with such an idea."
"Hopefully, the two of them can reconcile."
Li Manman pushed open the door and came out of the hospital room, her makeup ruined from crying but her face still holding a sweet smile: "Xiao Xi, accompany me home to grab Feng Yi’s toiletries."
"Have you reconciled?"
"Yes, we’re going to register for our marriage certificate tomorrow."
Chu Ci got up from the bench in astonishment and pointed a finger at Li Manman’s forehead: "This dog food was spread too suddenly. Who was it that was crying about wanting to break up just now?"
"Stop talking nonsense, quickly prepare a big red envelope for your sister."
Han Xi happily got up from the bench too: "A red envelope is inevitable for you. Let’s first grab Feng Yi’s toiletries."
"You guys help take care of Feng Yi, I’ll be back later."
"Got it, hurry up and go."
Watching Han Xi and Li Manman get on the elevator, the group turned and walked towards the hospital room.
Throughout the trip, Li Manman was all smiles, her heart racing at the thought of getting the marriage certificate with Feng Yi tomorrow.
The car quickly stopped in front of Feng Yi’s villa, Li Manman and Han Xi got off together and pressed the doorbell.
The housekeeper, who was cleaning the living room, put down the cloth and hurried to open the door: "Miss Li, you’re finally back."
Li Manman looked at the living room full of wine bottles, feeling a bit hurt: "Has Feng Yi been drinking all these days?"
"Yes, the sir has been drinking day and night, no amount of persuasion works, and he just falls asleep on the sofa when he’s drunk."
Han Xi patted Li Manman’s shoulder, knowing this girl was heartbroken: "Let’s go upstairs and grab the stuff first."
Li Manman nodded with slightly red eyes and went upstairs with Han Xi.
Opening the bedroom door, Li Manman set down her bag on the bed: "You sit for a bit, I’ll tidy up."
"Do you need help?"
"No need."
Li Manman walked over to the wardrobe and took out a few clothes of Feng Yi’s, her gaze unintentionally landing on a black bra in the corner.
"Ah...."
Li Manman clenched her fists tightly, her clear eyes showing a deep icy coldness.
Han Xi was startled by Li Manman’s shout and hurried over: "What’s wrong?"
"This isn’t mine. Feng Yi slept with another woman, yet he says he wants to marry me."
Li Manman’s emotions were completely out of control, her mind buzzing like it exploded.
Han Xi frowned at the bra in the corner: "Don’t get angry yet, maybe it’s a misunderstanding."
Even Han Xi found her own words unconvincing — what woman leaves her personal underwear at another man’s house unless something happened between them?
Li Manman picked up the bra and stormed out, asking the housekeeper in the living room: "Who’s come to the house these days?"
The housekeeper was frightened by Li Manman’s aggressive tone and hesitated: "Mr. Lu and Mr. Fu have been here."
"Anyone else? I’m asking about women; you’d best tell the truth."
The constant expansion in Li Manman’s pupils held a crimson fury, her clenched hands showing white fingers from the force.