Can This Marriage Be Divorced?

21

It was one o'clock in the morning, and Xie Feichi had been lying on the bed for half an hour. He was suddenly very hungry and felt sleepy but couldn't sleep.

Helplessly, he had to go downstairs in the dark and wanted to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

It seemed that his appetite had really been raised by Aunt Li recently. Xie Feichi couldn't help thinking so when he went into the kitchen and turned on the light, because he had clearly eaten more than two bowls of rice for dinner.

And he didn't usually have the habit of eating midnight snacks.

Opening the refrigerator, Xie Feichi took a look at the rich ingredients inside and took out only a bag of meatballs, intending to cook some noodles and add a few meatballs.

In fact, Aunt Li had told him more than once that if he was hungry at night, he could always wake her up. But it was already past one in the morning, and Xie Feichi was not embarrassed to ask Aunt Li to make him a midnight snack.

While cooking the meatballs, Xie

Feichi kept yawning. If he was not so hungry that he could not sleep, he would probably fall asleep with hunger. He sat at the computer desk to draw before eight o'clock in the morning. Except when Aunt Li called him downstairs for dinner, he drew at the computer desk with a paintbrush until twelve o'clock in the evening, then hurriedly packed up to take a shower and go to bed.

But apart from being a little sleepy, he didn't feel tired at all. He actually liked this kind of fulfilling life. Being able to make money with his own hands made him feel very at ease in this world.

Since he was free, Xie Feichi began to calculate the money he had earned. The more he calculated, the happier he was.

After a while, when he saw that the meatballs were almost cooked, he took a bag of unopened noodles next to him. Just as he was about to open the package, he seemed to see something with his peripheral vision. He turned his head and was so frightened that his body trembled in an instant, and he almost couldn't hold the bag of noodles in his hand.

After seeing the figure standing at the door of the kitchen, Xie Feichi's weak heart was still pounding, but he immediately suppressed his emotions.

"......Mr. Fu, are you back from a business trip?"

The person standing at the door of the kitchen was Fu Shaoyi. He was on a flight tonight. After getting off the plane, he had a simple dinner and went back to the company to work overtime until now. When he returned home and saw the light on in the kitchen, he came over to take a look.

He had actually been standing at the kitchen door for a minute, and he was watching Xie Feichi, who seemed to be doing good things, nodding his head and humming a song for a minute.

Fu Shaoyi moved his eyes downward, glanced at the things in his hand, and asked lightly: "You didn't eat at home again tonight?"

"I ate at home." Xie Feichi didn't understand why he said again, "Maybe my digestive function is too good today, I'm so hungry... I can't sleep."

"Yeah."

"I haven't cooked the noodles yet, Mr. Fu, do you want to eat together?" Xie Feichi looked at him in a suit and tie, and estimated that he had just come back from outside, so he asked politely, "I'll cook something for you too?"

Fu Shaoyi looked at him for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally nodded, "Yeah, thank you."

"You're welcome." Xie Feichi smiled at him, "Go sit in the living room for a while, it'll be ready soon." After