Lemon still found it hard to believe that Fu Yi would agree, "What did you say to him, did you just directly mention divorce, and he agreed?"
"Not exactly, but pretty much."
They had agreed to give each other half a year; if things didn't work out, they would part ways. She messaged him saying the agreement was off, and Fu Yi replied with "okay," which was essentially agreeing to the divorce.
Lemon put her hand on her shoulder, moved her lips, "Sister, I don't know how to comfort you, I'm still single myself and can't comfort someone who has crawled out of the grave. Oh well, my condolences."
"Pfft." Jiang Nuan laughed, the corners of her mouth lifted as she feigned nonchalance, "Alright, it's not that exaggerated."
