Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce

Ling Chuxia looked at the words on the screen, "I miss you..." Her blood surged, and her face turned frighteningly red. She couldn’t possibly say such words aloud. Instead, she thought of another excuse. "I... I made your favorite braised pork today. Are you, are you coming back?"

Ling Chuxia’s words indeed startled Shi Che. Usually, if he was cold, she would just respectfully say, "Sorry to bother you," and then hang up the phone. But now, she had gone into an explanation and even mentioned that she made braised pork for him?

Shi Che fell silent, and Ling Chuxia also became anxious. She took a deep breath, as if afraid Shi Che would refuse, and quickly added another line, "Can you come back? I... I can’t finish so much alone..."

Sister Hua listened to Ling Chuxia’s improvised words, feeling a painful disappointment like one might fault an unteachable child.

Shi Che was utterly silent, and there was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time. If the call hadn’t still been connected, Ling Chuxia would have doubted whether Shi Che had already hung up.

But his silence also made her heart sink bit by bit. It seemed she wouldn’t be able to have Shi Che come back tonight. She lowered her eyes, her gaze dim, and was about to apologize when suddenly, a voice came through the phone, just one word, "Okay." Then, without any hesitation, the call was disconnected.

Ling Chuxia hadn’t recovered from his response when all she could hear was the beeping sound of the line disconnecting. She continued holding the phone, motionless.

Sister Hua couldn’t hold back anymore and directly asked, "How did it go? What did the young master say? Is he coming back home?"