Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

In the past three years, although they have not made it public, they are no different from ordinary couples.

Every morning, she picks out a suit and tie for him, and they go out to the company together.

Prepare your itinerary when socializing in the evening.

Regular exercise before going to bed, occasional bathing, and a good night kiss every day.

Wedding anniversary, Valentine's Day and birthday gifts, he never falls short.

Whatever she wanted, he satisfied her.

Romantic and ritual, he does it all.

He did everything a perfect husband should do.

Even she herself thought her life would live happily like this forever.

However, Chu Siyi came back.

So, it's all coming to an end.

So the female voice on the phone yesterday must have been Chu Siyi.

Have they already been in touch?

During the month he was away on business, they had been together?

The country they returned to together yesterday?

Was he with Chu Siyi last night?

Thinking of this, Wen Liang felt cold in her heart, and Fu Zheng stabbed her heart into Ling Chi, leaving her flesh and blood.

"Wen Liang, don't worry, even if we get divorced, you will still be part of my Fu family and the sister I care about most."

younger sister?

After three years of marriage and three years of sharing the same bed, I finally have to return to the position of younger sister.

How could she be willing?

"We'll talk about it later." Wen Liang laughed to himself, lowering his eyes and murmuring.

Fu Zheng reached out and tugged on his collar, looking at her deeply, "By the way, what did you want to tell me just now?"

Wen Liang casually flipped through the documents in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, "Nothing, the new quarter's clothing launch plan has been released. Originally, there was one point that could not be finalized. I wanted to discuss it with you, but now I have thought of it. good idea."

Some words are no longer necessary to say.

"Okay, hard work."

As the brand director of Fu Group, Fu Zheng had no doubts about Wen Liang's ability to work.

She was born to work in this industry, and all the products she produced, whether they were jewelry, clothing, games, or electronic products, without exception, all became popular.

"This is what I should do, okay, I'm going to work."

Wen Liang took a deep breath and turned around calmly, taking every step steadily and trying to maintain a calm face.

"Let's get together." After Fu Zheng said that, he went upstairs to change clothes.

Wen Liang paused, a soreness rising from his throat, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

How could he be so calm and invite her to work together after divorcing her?

It turns out that this is not loving.

"No, since we're about to get divorced, we'd better be careful and don't let anyone see it."

Leaving these words behind, Wen Liang left quickly.

She was afraid, she was afraid that the next second, she would lose her composure in front of Fu Zheng.

unable.

After that night, he only married her because he thought she was sensible and obedient.

But, baby, I'm sorry, from now on you will only have your mother.

Fu Zheng, who was behind him, looked at her slightly messy steps and frowned almost invisible.

……

When she arrived at the garage, she opened the driver's door. Instead of rushing to start the car, she opened Moments.

Scroll down and finally see the clues.

Fu Zheng himself and many of his friends don't like posting on Moments, but there are one or two exceptions.

Lu Changkong, the third young master of the Lu family, is one of the exceptions.

Wen Liang saw that the photo he posted on WeChat Moments last night was accompanied by a photo of a table of famous wines, with the text: To welcome the beauty Siyi, welcome back, and you can eat Ah Zheng's wedding candies right away!

There is also a blessing expression behind it.

The location located below is the club where they often gather.

"Clap."

A drop of tear falls on the screen of the mobile phone, reflecting a strange rainbow.