Can This Marriage Be Divorced?

18

The next day, Xie Feichi was awakened by the fixed alarm clock he set. He opened his eyes in a daze, and for a moment he didn't know what year it was and where he was. His

mind seemed to be covered by a layer of mist.

He sat up slowly and took out the ringing mobile phone from his trouser pocket. This electronic device had been sleeping in his pocket all night.

After turning off the alarm clock, he dozed off for several minutes.

Until some memory suddenly burst out of his mind, and he sat up.

Did he... see the system last night?

The picture in his mind appeared in his mind hazily. Although it was not clear, he seemed to have really talked to the system.

It was just so blurry that he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or it was real.

Last night, it seemed that the system called his name, and then he felt very uncomfortable. He could only ask the system whether his mission here required him to have a romance with Fu Shaoyi.

In fact, he wanted to ask more carefully, but unfortunately his alcohol tolerance did not allow it.

And he seemed to be dizzy after asking, and he had no impression whether the system gave an answer or not.

Instead, the scene of the dizziness was clearly imprinted in Xie Feichi's mind.

Xie Feichi tried hard to recall more things, but there were only one or two blurry scenes.

Xie Feichi scratched his messy hair in annoyance. Why was his alcohol tolerance so poor?

Just a small cup, is this scientific? I am such a weakling?

After getting out of bed and washing up in the bathroom, Xie Feichi was still cursing himself for being a weakling in his heart.

After washing up, Xie Feichi wiped off the water stains on his face, stared at himself in the mirror, and began to wonder if the system wanted him to get drunk before it would appear?

But isn't this nonsense? With his alcohol tolerance, this system is no different from not existing.

"System?"

Xie Feichi shouted at a high volume into the air in disbelief, fearing that the system he bound to was actually hard of hearing.

After a few seconds.

Nothing happened.

Xie Feichi: "..." Fortunately, no one saw it, it was so stupid.

After taking a quick shower and changing clothes, Xie Feichi ran downstairs barefoot. His home shoes were replaced in the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall when he went to Xie's house last night.

He couldn't remember how he got home and how he ended up lying on the bed in the bedroom last night.

But he also knew that Fu Shaoyi must have made a lot of efforts last night.

Poor "financial sponsor", he just had a relapse and now he has to take care of his life. I don't know if my poor alcohol tolerance will arouse Fu Shaoyi's suspicion?

After all, he has a crush on Xie Fei, he should not be unaware of the other party's alcohol tolerance as he has been soaking in the wine barrel for years.

Xie Feichi went downstairs in an ups and downs mood. When the living room came into view, he saw Fu Shaoyi.

Today, Fu Shaoyi was not able to watch the morning news leisurely. He stared at the laptop in front of him and raised his hand to tap the keyboard on the computer.