Sun Shasha slammed her hand on the table.
“The summary is spot on—she’s just love-brained!”
“We’re not really becoming love-brained. It’s just that when you’re in front of your boyfriend, you act a bit like it so his male ego gets greatly satisfied.”
Fang Xihe poked at her food, thinking about how to become “love-brained.”
She had no clue at all.
She had never even been in a relationship before.
So she simply ate while searching the internet for the term “love-brained.”
A lot of related entries popped up:
#What is a love-brained person like
#Signs of a love-brained girl
#How miserable is the outcome of being love-brained
#Wake-up-call quotes for love-brained people
#How to save yourself from being love-brained
She clicked on “Signs of a love-brained girl” and immediately frowned.
– Prioritizing romance over friends
– No principles, no boundaries
– Not minding spending money on men, willing to give everything
– No sense of security, no personal life, no boundaries for the other person
– Blind admiration, constantly talking about boyfriend
She couldn’t continue reading.
Frowning, she closed her phone.
Shang Chenzhou hadn’t returned to the apartment for two days and hadn’t replied to her messages either.
Even if she wanted to act love-brained, she didn’t even have the chance.
So she called Zhan Feifei.
After chatting for a bit, she finally got to the point.
“Feifei, do you know where Shang Chenzhou’s company is?”
Zhan Feifei was surprised.
“You live together and you don’t even know where his company is?”
Fang Xihe felt awkward.
Not only did they live together—they were married.
She laughed awkwardly. “He’s busy, I forgot to ask.”
“I don’t know either. How would I know? I’m not even close to him.”
“You know a lot of people, can you help me ask around?”
“Why don’t you just call him? Why go through so much trouble?”
Fang Xihe stammered and couldn’t answer.
“You two fought?”
She had no choice but to admit it.
“Yeah, he’s ignoring me right now.”
Zhan Feifei fell silent.
She knew Fang Xihe originally just wanted to marry into wealth and was only playing around with Shang Chenzhou.
But now… it seemed she was serious.
After a pause, she said, “I’ll ask around for you.”
“Thanks, Feifei.”
Zhan Feifei hung up and turned around, only to see Wang Yuan standing behind her with an amused expression.
“They fought?”
Zhan Feifei nodded.
“Why do you think she suddenly changed?”
Wang Yuan slowly rubbed her cup, eyes flickering.
“Maybe she hasn’t had enough fun yet. After all, Shang Chenzhou is so handsome.”
Zhan Feifei nodded. “Probably.”
Fang Xihe obtained Shang Chenzhou’s company address.
Early the next morning, she went out to buy groceries and also bought a lunch container.
It cost over a hundred yuan.
For her current finances, it was a big expense.
She was broke.
The original owner was a spendthrift with almost no savings.
Back at the apartment, she cooked.
She ate first, then packed a portion for Shang Chenzhou.
She wasn’t actually love-brained—she wasn’t going to starve herself just to bring food to a man.
Before leaving, she showered, dressed nicely, and put on makeup.
Then she took the subway to his company area.
After walking several hundred meters, she finally found the office building.
His company was on the 20th floor.
She took the elevator up.
It was Saturday, so the building was empty and a bit eerie.
She found the company sign:
Eggshell Technology
The door was open.
Inside, she saw a man sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, typing on his computer—broad shoulders, completely focused.
He didn’t notice her at first.
But soon, he caught a familiar scent.
Her perfume.
A light orange blossom scent—fresh, sweet, and airy.
He paused, turned around, and saw her smiling face.
He froze.
But he just looked at her silently, not speaking.
Fang Xihe walked over casually and placed the lunch box in front of him.
“I made it early this morning. You haven’t eaten yet, right? Eat while it’s hot.”
He glanced at the box but didn’t move.
She opened it herself and arranged the food.
The aroma filled the office.
Then she realized she forgot chopsticks.
“Do you have disposable chopsticks?”
“If not, I’ll go downstairs and ask for some—”
He finally spoke: “I have.”
He got up and brought a pair over.
He ate for a while, then helplessly put down his chopsticks and looked at her.
“Say it. What do you want?”
She kept a sweet, silly smile.
“Nothing. Just eat.”
“You look so handsome when you eat!”
Shang Chenzhou: “……”
He stared at her, trying to see through her.
“Are you here today to give me an answer? I can cooperate anytime.”
Fang Xihe grabbed his arm and shook it.
“Hubby, I don’t want a divorce. Don’t say that word again—it makes me sad.”
Cough cough…
He choked on his water.
She continued without stopping: “I belong to you in life and death. Since you married me, you have to take responsibility. My heart is all yours. I don’t want a divorce.”
He stared at her, shocked.
She even felt disgusted by her own words.
But she forced herself to continue.
She suddenly sat on his lap.
He froze.
She hugged his neck.
“Hubby, let’s go home. I’m scared without you.”
He lifted her up and set her down again.
Then he quickly walked out.
She slumped in disappointment.
Didn’t work?
He was really hard to deal with.
After a while, he came back—eyes averted, hair at his temples slightly damp.
Had he washed his face?
She smiled and waved.
“Come eat. It’s getting cold.”
He sat down and ate.
“Is it good?”
“Mm.”
“Then… we won’t get divorced anymore, okay?”