Divorce: This Is A Trivial Matter

Epilogue 6

Fang Cheng Ran had been broken for more than two weeks, but "The Whole World Belongs to My Royal Princess" was still hanging onto the tail end of the top recommendations list.

Although he had not been updating, every once in a while he would skim through his own chapters to check the bloody comment battlefield below.

Reader: Auntie Washing Railways1 [Score: 2, Chapter comments: 1]

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Fang Cheng Ran's brow furrowed. This Auntie Washing Railways again. The comment was posted at 6am - does your boss know how dedicated you are to your job?!

He deleted the comment, but the crease between his brow didn't smooth out. Recently, this person had been scampering around in his comment section every day. All their comments were little advertisements like this, sent out three times a day, more punctual even than mealtimes. He deleted them every time he saw them, but the next time he came back, there would be a new one floating on the top.

It’s like they were stalking him!

Fang Cheng Ran closed the tab and began scrolling through Weibo.

There was a knock on the door, and turning his head, he said, "Come in."

Sister Fang came in with a plate of cut fruit.

When Fang Cheng Ran saw her, he felt a headache coming on. "Sis, if you're here to talk about marriage again, forget it, please. I just got my heart broken, let me wallow for a bit."

Ever since his sister had come back from abroad, Chairman Fang had assigned his marriage to her as her top priority. Honestly, if one thought about it, she didn't have it easy either.

Putting the plate of fruit on the table, Sister Fang tucked a lock of hair behind an ear and leaned against it, watching him. "You're okay with going to the hotel to work, but not okay with blind dates. Dad is pretty annoyed with you."

Fang Cheng Ran shrugged dismissively. "He's been annoyed with me for over twenty years."

Sister Fang narrowed her gaze. Then she pulled a picture from her pocket and put it before him. "This is Sun Ying Ying, the apple of Uncle Sun's eye. Dad has arranged for you two to meet tomorrow.”

Fang Cheng Ran glanced at the photo and smirked, “So this is Dad's type, huh?”

Sister Fang returned his smirk with interest. “What, you don’t like her? Not pretty enough for you?”

“This kind of pretty is the fancy little lady sort. I can't afford her.” Fang Cheng Ran looked up at his sister. “What did you say she was called? Ren Ying Ying? The one from Blackwood Cliff2?”

Sister Fang rolled her eyes. “I've told you the news. I'm not the one who's going to get trashed tomorrow.” Saying so, she turned and walked away. When she got to the door, she turned back around to add, "Time and place are written on the back of the photo."

Fang Cheng Ran picked the photo and looked it over. Written in blue pen in beautiful English was: KissCat Café, 3pm.