Chapter 2212 - 2214: Jiang Nuan vs. Fu Yi
Chapter 2212 - 2214: Jiang Nuan vs. Fu Yi
Divorce is quite normal in today’s society, but his status destined him to be different from ordinary people. His every move affects too many people, too many relationships. He can divorce once, but not twice.
"And what about that boyfriend of yours in Mahali? If you want to remarry me, have you told him? You two can’t stay in touch anymore, not even by phone."
Jiang Nuan was stunned by his words and was left dumbfounded, "My boyfriend? Where did I get a boyfriend?"
Fu Yi didn’t want to bring up this topic but had no choice. Every word he said made his throat hurt, "Don’t you have a foreign boyfriend in Mahali? Blond hair, curly, very fair skin, lots of freckles on his face, looks decent, but he doesn’t look like a good person!"
Jiang Nuan filtered through the traits he mentioned in her mind.
The locals in Mahali are all blond and blue-eyed. Most men have curly hair due to genetic reasons. As for having fair skin, Caucasians are naturally fair-skinned, otherwise, why are they called Caucasian? Freckles stand out on fair skin just like how writing with a black pen on black paper is different from writing on white paper. As for looking like a bad person, that’s even more absurd. What kind of look indicates someone isn’t a good person? Everyone has two eyes, a nose, a mouth, unless they have ’I am a bad person’ written on their faces.
Seeing her scratching her head and still looking bewildered, Fu Yi, with a cold face, provided further ’evidence’, "You often go for walks together, and he even walks you home, though he turns back halfway."
Heh, clearly that man is worthless, pretending to sweet-talk women but is incredibly selfish when it comes down to it!
How could he trust her with such a man?
Jiang Nuan finally realized, "Ah, you mean Kevin?"
"So your boyfriend’s name is Kevin."
So sour, what’s going on?
Jiang Nuan held back laughter, her eyes fluttering like butterflies, and explained, "He’s not my boyfriend."
"He’s just a colleague I met at the research institute; we just greet each other. That day, I was out walking Little Potato and happened to meet him and his family having a picnic in the park, so we chatted for a bit. After we reached the convenience store, he went to buy hamburgers for his family, and I went home by myself."
Resting her chin on her hand, she racked her brain, looked up at him, and assured him with certainty, "I only bumped into him that one time and chatted for a bit. After that, I haven’t seen him at all. The research institute is so big, and everyone’s tucked away in their own labs. It’s not easy to run into each other."
After saying that, she felt a bit guilty.
Because she told a little lie.
The day after she met Kevin while walking her dog, she received a bouquet of sunflowers at work. After asking around, she found out Kevin sent them. Before leaving work, she asked him out and made it clear she had no plans to date anyone in the coming years. Kevin, being a cheerful person, quickly accepted the fact he was rejected after they talked it out, and she hadn’t run into him since. If they occasionally did meet, he’d cheerfully greet her, nod, and move on.
Later, she vaguely heard someone say Kevin had a new girlfriend.
That’s how foreign people’s views on love are: if they like someone, they pursue them, and if they can’t win them over, they let it go. They will keep looking for their own ’love goddess’ like free birds, never giving up on spreading their pheromones for one target.