We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The sun was scorching hot, and Wen Zhixia waited in the sun until she was almost suffering from heatstroke, but Fu Ruoshi didn't show up at all.

The WeChat response to her was just two cold words:

FRS: [Okay... Leave]

After receiving this message, Fu Ruoshi blocked her.

He spends 360 days a year abroad, half of which is spent on airplanes.

Unless he wants to, Wen Zhixia has no chance of finding him. Even if the sky falls, she can only find his assistant first.

Special Assistant Liu answered the phone in seconds, "Good morning, Madam. What can I do for you?"

"Assistant Liu, Ruo Shi and I made an appointment to come to the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine in the morning to get our divorce certificate," Wen Zhixia said displeasedly. "He blocked me. Is he coming or not? If he's not coming, couldn't he have told me in advance?"

"Madam, calm down," Special Assistant Liu consoled her. "Mr. Fu left the country early this morning and is now in Singapore."

Going abroad?

Wen Zhixia's mind froze. She wanted to curse, but she had never cursed anyone since she was a child, so she couldn't do it.

I knew Fu Ruoshi was unreliable, but I didn’t know he was so unreliable.

He could even forget something as big as a divorce.

"Then when will he come back to divorce me?" she asked.

"Madam, please don't worry." Special Assistant Liu comforted her, "Regarding the divorce, President Fu will handle it after the company goes public. Please be patient and wait."

After saying that, he politely hung up the phone.

Wen Zhixia sat in the shade of a tree, holding her hot cell phone in her hand, in a daze.

Patience, patience, and more patience.

She and Fu Ruoshi had been married for three years, and most of that time had been spent waiting.

Waiting for him to reply to messages, waiting for him to answer the phone, waiting for him to come home, and now even having to wait for him to be free to divorce.

We agreed to complete the procedures today, but when the time came, he disappeared.

She couldn't bear this torment any longer.

Due to a contract, she cooperated with him in fulfilling their husband and wife obligations. After three years, his company went public and the two broke off their engagement.

In the past three years, Fu Ruoshi traveled to various countries and went home no more than five times. When he came back, he got down to work, as if he hadn't touched a woman in eight hundred years, and took advantage of her.

Now, three years have passed, the company is about to go public, and it is time for the two to divorce.

At the beginning of the year, she mentioned it to Fu Ruoshi twice, but Fu Ruoshi told her to contact Assistant Liu. When she contacted Assistant Liu, he said the company was at a critical stage of listing and asked her to wait.

I waited for another half a year.

Half a month ago, she mentioned again that Fu Ruoshi had just returned from Europe. He had been working non-stop for dozens of hours, and his energy was still terrifying. As soon as he entered the house, he picked her up like a hungry wolf...

"Fu Ruoshi, let's get a divorce."

She poured a basin of cold water on him.

She remembered that Fu Ruoshi paused for a moment, and then launched a more fierce attack, as if punishing her for her disappointment, or as if forcing her to take back what she had just said.

She said nothing, silently enduring until she gradually lost consciousness...

When I woke up again, there was only a messy bed sheet around me.

"I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau on the morning of the 30th."

This was the last message she sent to Fu Ruoshi.

Today she was wearing a plain long dress, slender and flexible, with a calm expression and no makeup. Sitting quietly under the tree, she looked like a fresh oil painting.

"Honey, look at that woman." The newly married couple gossiped, "Do you think she's here to get married or divorced?"

"That expression on her face means she's either divorced or her boyfriend stood her up after getting the marriage certificate."

"She's so pretty, yet she got stood up? That guy is either dead or in jail."

The two of them walked away quarreling.

Wen Zhixia stared at Fu Ruoshi’s WeChat in a daze.

FRS: [Okay... Leave]

She imitated the tone Fu Ruoshi used when he said these two words.

His usual lazy voice, slightly hoarse like a cello.

However, the two periods after "OK..." are intriguing.

He usually doesn't like to use punctuation when typing.

Wen Zhixia savored it carefully and actually tasted a subtle hint of compromise.

impossible.

She immediately denied it. Fu Ruoshi came from a prominent family, lived in luxury, and was extremely talented. He was as proud as a bird and would rather be beheaded than bow to anyone.

Not to mention bowing down for yourself.

Wen Zhixia hesitated for a moment, clicked on Fu Ruoshi’s WeChat profile picture, and moved to the option to delete the friend.

He was the one who deleted me first, and he was the first to be heartless.

His fingertips hovered over the button for a long time, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he pressed it down hard.

Goodbye, Master Fu.

-

As the door of the conference room opened, Fu Ruoshi, dressed in a formal suit, tall and straight, a white shirt and a suit vest, went to another negotiation location surrounded by a group of partners.

As the only son of the Fu family, the richest family in Jincheng, he was ambitious in his early twenties and single-handedly entered the U.S. stock market.

He did not take a penny from his family and did not use any of his family's connections. He focused on high-tech chips and quickly became famous with his extraordinary personal charm and professional ability.

Young and handsome, capable, and from a wealthy family. Any one of these three qualities is enough to attract suitors, let alone all three.

The marriage proposal team trampled down the threshold of the Fu family, but Fu Ruoshi suddenly announced that he was married.

Even though he did not disclose his wife's identity, his style of keeping himself clean was still praised in the glamorous financial circle.

After all, in the eyes of many financial tycoons, men with families are more reliable and easier to cooperate with.

After getting off the elevator, a partner caught up with him and said, "Mr. Fu, we're having a dinner at the Xingzhou Hotel tomorrow night. You'd better come and join us."

Fu Ruoshi turned around and said, "Next time. Today is the weekend and I want to go home to be with my wife."

He was being polite as he walked out of the hotel quickly.

The Rolls-Royce Cullinan was waiting at the door.

As soon as he got in the car, Fu Ruoshi asked, "Did you get a call just now?"

"Yes," Special Assistant Liu reported, "Miss Xu Hui said that her art exhibition will be held in Jincheng and she would like you to come and see it."

Fu Ruoshi frowned and clicked his tongue, "Is this what I'm asking?"

Special Assistant Liu shrank his neck and reconsidered his words, "Madam said she missed you and asked when you would be home."

"Liu Zhen," Fu Ruoshi crossed her legs, "You are so bold that you even dared to lie to me?"

Wen Zhixia, who was so stubborn that she wouldn't even cry out in pain even if her bones were broken, would actually say she missed him? Just kidding.

Special Assistant Liu was very frightened and could only repeat Wen Zhixia's words.

"Why are you so angry so early in the morning?" As expected, Fu Ruoshi threw the documents in his hand coldly after hearing this and asked, "Who offended her? Do you want to die?"

Special Assistant Liu didn't dare to respond at all.

"As expected of Lawyer Wen's daughter," Fu Ruoshi sneered, "the whole family is not afraid of power and is aggressive. No wonder they lost their lives."

Special Assistant Liu was as quiet as a chicken, and only dared to observe his boss's expression through the rearview mirror.

When Fu Ruoshi spoke, her dimples were faintly visible, and with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, she looked like she was smiling even when she wasn't smiling, giving people a relaxed, unrestrained and casual feeling of affinity.

With this face and his eloquent mouth, if he were single, the word "Aquaman" would be written all over his face.

A few years ago, some investors were interested in his project and wanted to meet him, but when they saw his face, they backed off.

It's because he looks so good, he doesn't look like a career-oriented person, but rather someone who would get involved in a romantic scandal.

So he made a quick decision and got married young, and there was really no scandal at all.

The boss is indeed wise. Liu Zhen secretly praised him.

After Fu Ruoshi finished reviewing several documents, he picked up his phone and retrieved Wen Zhixia from the blacklist.

He typed a [?] and pressed send.

【Please add the other party as a friend first】

The bright red exclamation mark blinded his eyes.

The joking expression on his face disappeared completely. Fu Ruoshi gritted his teeth and said, "Liu Zhen, book a flight for six o'clock tonight and return to Jincheng immediately."