The 99th Divorce

Chapter 1789: You Are on Your Own Now

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

"Well, it's that night. Didn't Qianqian run away from home? Afterward…" Fang Tongtong spoke ambiguously. "Mom, could you excuse yourself?"

Mrs. Fang thundered with rage when she heard that. "So, the two of you hooked up after Ye Qianqian ran out! Say something!"

Since Mrs. Fang's voice was rather loud, Fang Tongtong panicked. She immediately hung up the call and said, "Mom, nothing of that sort. You're thinking too much into this!"

"No?" Mrs. Fang stared at Fang Tongtong's phone. "Why did you hang up? Let that man speak to me. What's the meaning of this? He's two-timing, isn't he?"

"No, no!" Just when Fang Tongtong was about to explain, her phone began to ring again.

The two huge words, "Old Shen," flashed. Fang Tongtong clutched onto her phone and said, "Mom, it's none of your business. Get on with your work."

"No can do!"

Fang Tongtong bolted out with her phone in her hands and quickly disappeared.

Mrs. Fang stomped her feet in anger. Since she could not catch up with Fang Tongtong, she turned and headed back. Picking up the receiver of the landline phone, she gave Ye Qianqian a call.

…

Fang Tongtong only heaved a sigh of relief when she was certain that her mother did not manage to catch up with her.

She answered the call, "Hello."

"What did you mean by what said earlier?"

"Well, it was that day. After Ye Qianqian ran out, didn't you return to bandage yourself? I went back to Ye Qianqian's house. Neither you nor Qianqian returned. I called someone that night and had a slip of tongue. I said that the two of you might be breaking up and that it wasn't you but Qianqian who initiated it. Well, ultimately, you are a man and were slapped in public. Nobody would have been able to take it, don't you think? So I thought…"

"Fang Tongtong, you're the most disgusting troublemaker I've ever seen in my life!" Anger boiled up within Shen Zhilie. He did not even conceal the disgust and rage in his voice. "What has it got to do with you as to what happened between me and Qianqian? I'll make things clear with you today. It doesn't matter whether I, Shen Zhilie, could end up with Ye Qianqian in my lifetime. Right now, at this very moment, I really love Ye Qianqian to death. Not to mention a slap on the face, even if Ye Qianqian wants my life, I have nothing to say. As for you, I treated you as Qianqian's best friend before this happened. Now, I merely see you as a wishful thinker. You're the third wheel who resorts to scrupulous means to destroy other people's relationships!"

He emphasized every single word and phrase.

Shen Zhilie's tone of voice was exceptionally harsh. Every single word was fatal.

Fang Tongtong held onto her phone. Her fingers tightened around it as she tightly clenched her teeth.

Her eyes had already turned red.

She stared straight at the coarse, rough walls and heaved out a deep sigh. Just when she was about to speak, tears trickled out from her eyes.

"Shen Zhilie… You… You'll regret this." Fang Tongtong almost cried out but the rational side of her still forced her to suppress the impulse.

Shen Zhilie knew how hurtful his current words would sound to a girl.

Although a sense of guilt was building up in Shen Zhilie's heart, if he did not say the words now, Fang Tongtong would not be the only one hurt in the future.

There was also himself and Ye Qianqian.

Shen Zhilie's eyes darkened. He coldly replied, "That's not for you to decide. Ye Qianqian is unlucky to have a best friend like you. Don't ever contact Qianqian again. When we get married, I will not send you an invitation either. You're on your own now."

After Shen Zhilie said that, the call ended.