"I don't agree."
"Jiang Zhiyi, let's part on good terms."
There was silence for a moment on the other end, and just as Shen Weiyi thought the other party wouldn't send another message, a new text popped up: "Do you really have another dog on the side?"
"Just assume I do! And don't text me during class anymore."
Right after the message was sent, the bell rang for the end of class.
Shen Weiyi put down her phone and started packing her things, intentionally dragging it out to be the last one to leave, fearing Jiang Zhiyi might come looking for her.
When she left the classroom, she saw a figure leaning against the wall by the door.
Seeing her come out, he immediately straightened up.
"Wife!" Jiang Zhiyi's bangs hung limply, his voice sounding pitifully obedient, "I really know I was wrong, will you please forgive me?"
Shen Weiyi felt a momentary softening of her heart, but then she thought that even if they made up this time, the same problems would still arise next time.
