Fu Yushen, Are You Pouting?
"Darling, long time no see," Ye Shengge read the message, her petite face twisted into a frown. The ambiguous term "darling" didn't stir any emotions in her; it only brought her a headache and exhaustion.
The message came from an unfamiliar number, but Ye Shengge knew who sent it. Who else but that scoundrel surnamed Shen would address her this way?
Her first instinct was to ignore it, to pretend she hadn't seen it. She considered blocking the number, but deep down, she knew it would be futile. That Shen scoundrel always found a way to contact her.
After a few seconds of contemplation, Ye Shengge decided to be direct and bring up the fact that she was married.
She typed without emotion: "Mr. Shen, I am already married."
A quick reply came: "Tsk, so you finally acknowledge my existence?"
Ye Shengge thought, "Is that even the point?"
She typed firmly: "I said I'm already married!"
The other side didn't seem surprised and replied calmly: "I know, you're married to Fu Yushen."