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Fu Jinyan's new wife Xu Zhiyi is mute. This was a joke known throughout the upper circles. On the night of the wedding, with the red candles shining brightly, Xu Zhiyi was sitting by the bed in a complicated wedding dress, as quiet as a porcelain doll. Fu Jinyan opened the door and came in, smelling of alcohol and undisguised impatience. The ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was Gu Manni's delicate complaint: "Jinyan, we agreed to celebrate your farewell to being single together, but why did you leave us all behind?" Fu Jinyan pressed the speakerphone without hesitation and walked to the window: "Isn't there someone at home who needs to be taken care of?" "Oh, my sister Zhiyi can't speak, how boring it is for you to stay with her." Gu Manni's concern was full of thorns, "We are all waiting for you in the night, you can't really let her be a mute on your wedding night, can you?" Fu Jinyan sneered and picked up his coat. "That's right." He turned around, faced Xu Zhiyi who was blushing with joy, and said his first words as a newlywed. "You stay alone, I'll go out and play." The door was mercilessly slammed, and the loud noise made the red candle on the table dance. Xu Zhiyi slowly raised his hand and typed a line of text on his mobile phone without sending it. "Fu Jinyan, this is not what you promised my father."