Chen Siyan didn't say much, just hung up the phone in tears.
Listening to the busy tone from the receiver, Yang Chen felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
After some thought, Yang Chen called Ye Xin.
The phone was picked up shortly.
On the other end, came Ye Xin's melodious voice, akin to an oriole's, "Hello, hubby, missing me already? Hehe!"
"Where are you?" Yang Chen asked.
"At the spa."
"Yanyan just finished chemotherapy and is having a strong reaction. She called me, but I have a task at hand and can't leave. Can you go and keep her company?" Yang Chen said slowly.
He knew Ye Xin always joked around with him, but the distance between their hearts felt like a million miles. Regardless of whether the marriage certificate was real or fake, Yang Chen felt it was impossible to be with Ye Xin.
