Can This Marriage Be Divorced?

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Xie Feichi had three remaining drawings, two of which were fanart. The client had proactively and clearly stated that they could be displayed on the platform and was willing to let him draw during the live broadcast time.

One order would be completed during the live broadcast time in the evening, one order would be completed during the live broadcast time tomorrow afternoon, and the third order was a private commission, which he planned to draw when he got up tomorrow morning.

Time management was just right.

However, the length of the evening live broadcast was still ample for him, after all, there was a reference for the character settings of the fanart, and as long as the client confirmed the time for the draft, the speed of the transaction would only be faster, not slower.

So when he finished a fan-made commissioned work in the evening, he saw that the planned live broadcast time was still half an hour. He was free anyway, so he started to write IDs and blessings for the netizens in the live broadcast room who had always supported him, and drew some cute little patterns next to the IDs.

The netizens in the live broadcast room seemed to like interacting with him like this, and they were very enthusiastic. They actively chatted with him and wished that he could write their own IDs.

But no matter how enthusiastic they were, Xie Feichi did not forget that he still had things to do. In the end, he said hello and ended the live broadcast after writing two IDs.

After turning off the live broadcast, he first packed his clothes and took a shower. When he was changing his clothes after taking a shower, he suddenly remembered that his family had sent a large box of clothes in the evening.

Fu Shaoyi said he would buy him some clothes, and he never thought it would be so big.

A large box was filled to the brim, almost reaching his chest.

When the box was carried into the house by two muscular uncles, Xie Feichi took a while to calm down from the shock after learning that it was filled with clothes.

Most of the clothes that Fu Shaoyi had asked for were brand-name summer clothes of the season, including T-shirts, shirts, sweatshirts, casual suits, and several thin jackets of different colors.

One box of clothes was not enough, there was also a box of shoes of different styles, including running shoes, leather shoes for suits, and canvas shoes, all of which were high-end brands.

Aunt Li seemed to know about this in advance, and was busy telling the two uncles where to put them and said she would sort them out later.

When Aunt Li was helping to sort out the clothes with a smile, Xie Feichi contacted Fu Shaoyi on the spot, and he felt it was too exaggerated.

But Mr. Fu didn't take it seriously at all, and asked Xie Feichi to tell Aunt Li to go to the room and move some of his clothes to the cloakroom when she was free, and make room for the clothes he often wore.

Xie Feichi never thought that this kind of plot could happen to him.

After changing out of his clean pajamas, he wiped his hair while thinking about it, and was inexplicably happy for a while.

He felt like he was living in a huge experience hall now, a real experience, endless enjoyment.

Okay, just treat it as coming here to experience a new life.

Cherish it, Xie Feichi. He stared at himself in the mirror and thought to himself.

After cleaning up and washing up, Xie Feichi returned to the computer again. He moved the mouse to open the story document script saved on the computer desktop, which was the love story that Fu Xuyan sent him.