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

As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhixia thought of the night she had with him three years ago, and her face immediately turned red.

That night she caught her ex-boyfriend Gu Chun cheating on her. She was drunk and felt a warm embrace holding her tightly.

She thought she was dreaming, so she indulged herself.

After this, Fu Ruoshi wanted to enter into a three-year contract marriage with her, saying that if his company was successfully listed in three years, he would give her a sum of money and let her go.

Wen Zhixia agreed. Although in the eyes of the Fu family, she was an out-and-out money-worshiping green tea bitch, she knew very well that she was also responsible that night.

"I heard that Mr. Gu is single again," Fu Ruoshi teased. "Why does he think of you when he's single? You've been his backup for six years, isn't that enough?"

Wen Zhixia gritted her teeth in shame and anger, "Is your company unable to continue? Are you so free as to investigate Gu Chun?"

"We went to the same high school, and we just happened to talk about it at the dinner table." Fu Ruoshi smiled faintly, "If my company can't continue, according to our contract, you will have to delay your divorce."

The contract stated that if his company successfully went public, she would be fired immediately, but it did not specify what would happen if it failed.

Besides, how could he fail?

Doesn’t he want a divorce too?

Otherwise, he had been married for three years and had only been home for a few days, but today he had gone to such great lengths, hiring a moving company to evict the people and having Song Ailing pass on the secrets...

What is he planning?

Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia said, "Don't scare me. Now that you're back, let's have a good talk."

In Fu Ruoshi's eyes, her resolute expression was like a puppy that was about to run away from home because it didn't get its canned food.

He laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, let's talk."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the house, saying as he walked, "But it's raining so hard now, I don't want to get wet with you."

In the bedroom, the temperature is constant all year round, and the fluffy bedding has a fresh fragrance.

The manor usually employs special nannies and servants to take care of it, and food, clothing and other necessities can be delivered to the door with just a phone call.

Except for the lack of human smell, everything else is good.

When Fu Ruoshi came out of the bathroom, he saw Wen Zhixia sneezing wrapped in a blanket.

She got caught in the rain while moving things just now and has caught a cold.

"Stay away from me." Fu Ruoshi pushed her away, "Don't infect me."

Wen Zhixia stood up and left. When she reached the door, she saw the suit on the ground. It was covered in mud and water, and it was probably ruined.

She felt a little sorry for the clothes that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"Why, you don't want to leave?" Fu Ruoshi smiled at her.

Wen Zhixia shook her head. "The cold virus can only spread within a range of one meter. I won't infect you if I stand here and talk."

She is really suitable to be a doctor. Fu Ruoshi looked at her and thought she was too serious. She would never be able to learn the shrewdness and cunning of a lawyer in her lifetime.

"Not today..." Wen Zhixia took a step back, "I'm having my period."

He had the same look in his eyes last time, and it made her eyes swollen from crying.

"Look how scared you are,"

Fu Ruoshi scoffed and looked away, "What did you want to talk to me about just now?"

"You know what I'm going to say."

"I don't know." Fu Ruoshi yawned. "I fly to 800 cities every day and attend 800 meetings. I wish I could be torn into eight pieces. And now I come back and have to listen to your lecture?"

Beating around the bush is a businessman's forte, but Wen Zhixia isn't. "You promised me on WeChat that we'd meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau, but when the time came, you said you'd postpone it and kicked me out that night. Now you're acting like nothing happened, playing dumb. You should start a film company and live out your fun by playing the role of a white lotus."

"I will never marry a lawyer's daughter again." Fu Ruoshi said aggrievedly, "She's very sharp-tongued. If I marry her, I have to put up with her and give in. I can't stand her."

Is he already thinking about who to marry in the future?

Wen Zhixia felt a little upset.

"Are you free tomorrow?" she asked tentatively.

"No." Fu Ruoshi said without hesitation, "I'm flying to Hong Kong tomorrow."

"Can't you spare half an hour?" Wen Zhixia's voice was a little weak. "I'm leaving the house with nothing. I don't need to be a property..."

"Kick her out?" Fu Ruoshi suddenly stood up. "Wen Zhixia, my woman is kicked out. How am I going to survive if this gets out? You have no shame, but I still have some!"

After saying that, he got out of bed and took out a stack of checks from the bookshelf.

"How about this," he flicked his pen, "since you're determined to leave, I'll give you a small goal as compensation for your emotional distress. Once my company goes public, I'll give you a few more small goals as a breakup fee. Is that enough?"

Wen Zhixia was confused.

The contract said she would be given 500,000 yuan, with no upper limit.

There is no cap on this much.

"you……"

She couldn't tell if he was serious or just teasing her.

She could only hold his hand and said, "I don't want it. I'm not a greedy woman."

Fu Ruoshi feigned surprise and exclaimed, "You don't want money?"

He looked at her with a smile and said, "So what was your purpose in tricking me into bed that night? Were you after sex? Did you lust after my body?"

......

Wen Zhixia couldn't answer because her throat hurt from choking him.

Fu Ruoshi stared at Wen Zhixia's embarrassed look for a while, then suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth and laughed out loud.

When he smiles, his eyes bend like crescent moons, his eyes are bright and clear.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Zhixia avoided his gaze.

"I'm laughing at you like a fool," Fu Ruoshi said, bending over with laughter. "Hurry up, look in the mirror."

"Stop joking." Wen Zhixia said without any intention of joking, "I'm not after money or sex. I wanted to take revenge on Gu Chun that night, but..."

When he heard about revenge on Gu Chun, Fu Ruoshi's playful expression cooled down.

It felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over my head, and it tasted like sour lemon.

"I'm not that mean." He shook off Wen Zhixia's hand, scaring her so much that she trembled.

In an instant, Wen Zhixia noticed that Fu Ruoshi's ring finger was empty.

But the last time I saw him, he was clearly wearing a wedding ring.

As expected, saying nice things but doing cruel things is his true nature.

"Please arrange a time as soon as possible," Wen Zhixia hid her frustration. "Mom is pushing me hard, but you keep putting it off. I'm the one who gets scolded."

"Don't teach me how to do things." Fu Ruoshi said in a cold tone, "I have work to do, so I'll go up first."

The door was closed, isolating each other from sight.

Late at night.

Wen Zhixia listened to the faint footsteps upstairs, feeling dazed.

The manor is usually very deserted, and any movement in the middle of the night can be a bit scary.

I felt a little more at ease when I could hear Fu Ruoshi pacing upstairs.

When she met Fu Ruo at the age of fifteen, they were in the same school and she was two years younger than him.

When she was giving a speech as a freshman, she was so nervous that she forgot her words and almost cried. Fu Ruoshi was the first person in the audience to applaud her.

Under his influence, the auditorium erupted in the loudest applause ever heard.

She will never forget it in her life.

After that, she knew that Fu Ruoshi was the son of the richest man in Jincheng, and was the rebellious boy that the girls peeked at while lying on the windowsill.

There are countless love letters and milk tea in his desk every day. He is friendly, humorous and generous, but he always keeps to himself.

From then on, she knew that Fu Ruoshi was a bird without legs. No one could tame him, and he would not stay for anyone.

She could only stand on the ground and look up at him.

Gu Chun cared about her very much, taking her to and from school and tutoring her.

She thought gratitude was equal to love, so with gratitude, she gave his entire youth to him.

But he ended up having his feet in many boats.

There was a bang.

Wen Zhixia threw the pillow in her arms against the windowsill.

After the muffled sound, the voices and footsteps upstairs gradually faded away...