"Thank you for your advice, but this is a matter between Shu Wan and me."
A magnetic and clear voice rose up from the side, carrying an indescribable authority, making Wang Tian's heart tremble subconsciously.
He thought to himself, This old man doesn't look like much, but his voice is pretty good, still nice to hear despite his age.
No matter what, advising people to divorce is always inappropriate, especially when the person concerned overhears it. Wang Tian turned around and lifted his phone, forcing a smile, "You misunderstood, I was talking to—"
Just as Wang Tian was about to explain he was talking to a friend on the phone, he froze when he saw who it was.
The man before him had sharp brows and bright eyes, extraordinarily handsome—it was Fu Siyu.
Wang Tian was still confused for a moment and didn't immediately realize that Fu Siyu was Shu Wan's husband, thinking he was just passing by.
