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

The next morning.

When Wen Zhixia woke up, Liu Zhen just brought her medicine and food.

There was also a large pile of daily necessities, vegetables, fruits, and imported snacks, filling up her dining table.

She couldn't finish all the food by herself, so she brought some fruit snacks to the hospital to share with her colleagues.

After checking the room, treating a few minor burns and changing the dressings, he ate snacks while replying to Fan Xiaolin's messages.

Fanfan: [No way, you really beat Fu Ruoshi? ]

Wen Zhixia: [It was an accident...]

Fanfan: [Then you should be more careless and less careful in the future.]

"Little Zhixia!!"

Sun Minghao's sudden appearance startled Wen Zhixia.

"Who was the man you were talking to at the entrance of Soho last night?"

Being seen?

Wen Zhixia put away her phone and pretended nothing happened, "Which man?"

"Don't pretend, I saw it." Sun Minghao said confidently, "The one driving the Maybach."

Wen Zhixia paused while eating.

Although everyone in the department knew that Wen Zhixia was married, no one had ever seen her husband.

She also said that her husband was old and ugly. Sun Minghao and several colleagues guessed that it was probably because he was too ugly and too shameful to be seen, otherwise no woman would hide her husband like this.

So the one last night was definitely not her husband.

Wen Zhixia uttered an "oh" and said calmly, "He's a pervert. He was drunk and spoke rudely to me."

Sun Minghao didn't believe it.

That handsome guy walked steadily and had an elegant demeanor, how could he be a drunk pervert?

Besides, Wen Zhixia's cool, gentle, and well-educated temperament is indeed popular with rich men.

Could it be that she was favored by a rich second-generation guy?

Sun Minghao asked quietly, "Is there a rich second-generation guy chasing you?"

"No." Wen Zhixia didn't want to talk about this with him anymore. "Goodbye, I'm going to pick up the package."

Sun Minghao chased after him again, "I'll help you get it."

Wen Zhixia has always been very patient with interns, but now she is a little annoyed.

"Don't you need to do the rounds?"

"Zhixia," Sun Minghao said with a mysterious smile, "I heard from Senior Brother Gu that you got married in a flash not long after breaking up with him."

"Are you deliberately getting married in a hurry to get revenge on him so as to force him to come back to you?"

? ? ? ?

Wen Zhixia was so angry that she became speechless.

This guy's imagination and narcissism are simply amazing.

Seeing that she was speechless, Sun Minghao felt that his guess was correct.

He just entered the hospital this year and relied on his family connections to get into the circle and make some connections.

After hearing about Gu Chun's outstanding deeds last night, he wanted to curry favor with Gu Chun. Hearing that Wen Zhixia was his ex, he planned to start with her.

He also gave Gu Chun Wen Zhixia's cell phone number.

Having said that, in Sun Minghao's eyes, Gu Chun is also a handsome and successful man.

But last night, that rich second generation had already exceeded his evaluation system.

With those broad shoulders, those long legs, and that temperament, Gu Chun looked like a groom compared to him, they were not on the same level at all.

But Wen Zhixia cruelly pushed him away.

He could even see the heartbroken expression on the rich second generation's face.

Sure enough, women can never let go of their ex.

Sun Minghao felt that his speculation was flawless.

"Zhixia!" Xiaoya rushed over, "There's a rich lady in the lounge who wants to see you and wants you to come over!"

In the lounge.

Song Ailing had just taken a sip of tea when she saw Wen Zhixia rushing in.

"mom……"

Seeing Song Ailing, Wen Zhixia leaned against the door awkwardly.

Song Ailing hummed, "How are things going between you two?"

Last night, after Fu Ruoshi chased Wen Zhixia away, he never returned to the party. Xu Hui complained to Song Ailing late at night, saying that Wen Zhixia had intruded on her date with Fu Ruoshi.

Song Ailing was so angry that she couldn't sleep all night. This morning, she and Xu Hui split up. She came to show her power to Wen Zhixia, and asked Xu Hui to go to Zhuorui to deliver breakfast to Fu Ruoshi.

"I've been urging him," Wen Zhixia said, afraid of being overheard. "I've taken screenshots of the call logs for you... I'm not lying."

"You don't have to be so quiet." Song Ailing interrupted her coldly, "Even if you go outside with a loud speaker and shout, our Fu family will not recognize you."

Wen Zhixia felt a pain in her heart when she heard these words.

"Don't blame me for being harsh," Song Ailing said sternly, "Ruo Shi is indeed good to you, but that's because he's well-educated. He treats other women the same way. You don't really think that he doesn't want to divorce you because he has feelings for you, do you?"

Of course Wen Zhixia knew.

Fu Ruoshi's words that night were like a knife, engraved in her mind long ago.

Be obedient and you will have fewer problems.

Need a woman.

……

It doesn't matter who he marries, he might as well marry someone who is obedient and less troublesome.

Including the deep and lingering kiss last night, she was sincere and sincere, while he was just in a spur of the moment situation.

"Mom, I never thought that." Wen Zhixia pretended to be calm. "To Fu Ruoshi, I have always been dispensable. He has his own pursuits, and I am just a toy that he can throw away like garbage at any time."

"But I want to clarify that it was Fu Ruoshi who didn't answer the phone or reply to the message, not that I didn't want a divorce."

"If I were greedy for fame and fortune, I wouldn't refuse the 100 million he gave me."

"Please help me urge it."

Having said this, she was afraid that she would lose control of her emotions if she continued.

Wen Zhixia turned around, closed the door and left.

One billion!

Song Ailing was dumbfounded.

This is different from what my son said.

Didn't they say that after three years, they would just give her a few hundred thousand and send her away?

Isn't it said that she is easy to control and very obedient?

It's easy to handle, but you still need another 100 million?

Which of his son's words are true and which are false?

Even her mother couldn't figure it out.

Song Ailing immediately sent a WeChat message to Xu Hui: [Niuniu, have you arrived at Ruoshi's company?]

Xu Hui's daughter: [Auntie, I'm here.]

In the bathroom.

Wen Zhixia washed her face and forced herself to stay awake.

There will be an operation soon, and she is an assistant physician, so she has to take care of many details and is under a lot of pressure.

"Zhi Xia!"

Wen Zhixia shuddered and almost fainted.

Looking back, it was Sun Minghao's sneaky face again.

"Who is that big sister? What did you say, one hundred million?"

"Why are you eavesdropping on other people's conversations?" Wen Zhixia frowned.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I just happened to be passing by." Sun Minghao shamelessly asked, "Xiao Zhixia, how many treasures do you have that I don't know about?"

She was feeling depressed, and since Sun Minghao came to her, she might as well use him to relieve the pressure.

"That wealthy woman's husband cheated on her, and in a fit of rage, she set fire to him and their entire home." Wen Zhixia said expressionlessly, "She asked me how to make it an accident. After it's done, we'll split the profits 70% and 30%. Do you want to participate?"

After saying that, she helped Sun Minghao close his jaw and said, "Think about it carefully. I'm going to prepare for the surgery."

-

at the same time.

A tense multinational meeting is taking place in the Zhuorui Technology conference room.

Fu Ruoshi didn't sleep all night.

Last night, he got a fever after picking up the ring.

The water in the fountain was deep and cold. He was blown by the cold wind, his cell phone got soaked in water, and his injured left hand was in excruciating pain.

The only good news is that the investors have approved the new terms.

Fu Ruoshi issued an order, "Risk control should quickly assess the impact of the new regulations. The meeting is adjourned."

He returned to his office and took his temperature again.

39 degrees…

Before I could even take a sip of water, the phone rang again.

Wen Zhixia: [Are you free recently? ]