The 99th Divorce

Because of the beer she drank, Ye Qianqian’s face was a little flushed.

When Shen Zhilie saw her reaction, he locked the car and reached out to pull her along as he made his way inside.

Ye Qianqian swallowed her saliva and quickly followed up. She said, “Hey hey hey! You had this all planned out! You’re freeloading off me!”

Shen Zhilie harrumphed and retorted, “You’re freeloading off me for food. I’m freeloading off you for lodging. Don’t you know that staying in a hotel is really expensive? I don’t earn much every month, and every night at the hotel costs me more than a thousand. I can’t afford it!”

“D*mn, a thousand a night? You must have been staying at a five-star hotel! You’re poor and still such a spendthrift? You deserved it!” Ye Qianqian followed him in.

Shen Zhilie pressed the lift. She had assumed that he would only be moving in the next day at the earliest. Now that he was moving in so suddenly, Ye Qianqian felt unprepared and uncomfortable.

Inside the lift, she suddenly felt conflicted and ventured, “Shen Zhilie, why don’t…”

Just at that moment, her cell phone rang, cutting off whatever it was that she had intended to say. It was Ye Youyou.

Ye Youyou sounded like she had just woken up. Her voice was scratchy and hoarse as she asked, “Hello? You called just now?”

Ye Qianqian lost her temper when she heard Ye Youyou ask the obvious and said, “D*mn you! How could you just move out without even letting me know! You’re horrible!”

Ye Youyou took a while to react. She stretched her back. Her thigh bumped onto Li Jinnan’s body as she replied, “I forgot…”

Li Jinnan reached out and trapped her in his arms, as he murmured into her ear, “Are you hungry?”

Ding!

The lift reached their floor. When Ye Qianqian heard the deliberately softened voice of a man, she was speechless. She looked at the time and said, “It’s already nine. Please don’t tell me you haven’t eaten yet.”

“I haven’t. I’m hungry.” Ye Youyou rubbed her tummy. “I’m hanging up. I’m going to get something to eat. Bye.”

Ye Qianqian was at a loss of words. How did things come to this? Am I now a pest in so many people’s eyes?

“Keys.” Shen Zhilie reached his hand out.

Ye Qianqian was still holding her cellphone. She looked as if she had been abandoned by the whole world. She was starting to regret her decision.

Looking at Shen Zhilie, Ye Qianqian asked, “Are you really going to live in my apartment?”

“What do you think?” Shen Zhilie asked.

“From the looks of it, yes.” Ye Qianqian wanted to cry, but no tears came. Regret gnawed at her. “Can I still change my mind?”

“What do you think?” he asked.

“From the looks of it, no,” she replied.

Shen Zhilie smiled, revealing a set of neat and white teeth. He reached over and said again, “Keys.”

Ye Qianqian grudgingly handed the keys over and warned, “I’m telling you beforehand, I behave very crazily at home. I sleepwalk in the middle of the night and may scare you.”

“Don’t worry. I’m a doctor. I’ll be able to cure you,” Shen Zhilie replied.

“I even sing in the middle of the night, and it sounds horrible,” she said.

“That’s no problem,” Shen Zhilie said. “I sing too. We can do it together.”

“Can’t you even pretend to be a little bit worried?” Ye Qianqian asked in annoyance, with the urge to flip a table.

Shen Zhilie turned his head to look at her. He thought for a moment and replied, “Would you like to pretend to be a ghost and give me a scare? Perhaps I might be frightened.”

“Sure! Just you wait!”

Shen Zhilie’s brows suddenly shot together. He stared at her face for a moment and said, “Forget it. You already look like a ghost as it is. If your ‘ghost’ makeup ends up making you look pretty, that will make things awkward.”

“F*ck you!” Ye Qianqian retorted.

She stormed angrily into Ye Youyou’s room. Only when she ascertained that Youyou hadn’t left anything behind did she walk out. Unexpectedly, upon emerging, she heard Shen Zhilie call out, “Oh my god! This brassiere is so small. Is it yours?”