After finishing the call with Fang Ruoxue, Sun Zhe put down his phone and looked at Zhu Yan with a serious expression, "Yan'er, I need to go out for a bit."
Seeing Sun Zhe so serious, Zhu Yan suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart and asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"
"It's about Fang Ruoxue's husband, the one I mentioned to you before."
"Then you better go quickly, let me know if anything happens."
"..."
Sun Zhe said no more, quickly went to the bathroom, freshened up, and drove Zhu Yan's small car out the door.
It wasn't until the car exited the neighborhood gate that Sun Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, breaking into a broad smile, secretly thinking to himself that if he didn't win a Golden Horse Award, it would be a disservice to his acting skills.
"Whew—!"
"Finally, I escaped a disaster and got rid of that she-devil."
