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

The next afternoon.

After Wen Zhixia finished checking the wards, she planned to take some time to visit Qingqing.

Yesterday, Xie Baoping's sudden serious illness hit her heart and made her want to cherish the people around her even more.

In the ward, Qingqing was doing math problems on a small table.

"How do you feel about being here?" Wen Zhixia placed the cookies she baked at home on the small table. "How was your study today?"

When she saw her, Qingqing's frown instantly relaxed.

"Sister, you came to see me!" She smiled. "I didn't study very well, but I ate very well!"

Wen Zhixia smiled and said, "That's fine, at least I have one."

As he was speaking, Fan Xiaolin pushed the door open and came in.

Before Wen Zhixia could speak, she asked, "Bao, has Chen Zhuo contacted you?"

Wen Zhixia shook her head in surprise, "No, what's wrong?"

Fan Xiaolin sighed and sat on the hospital bed next to Qingqing.

"He told me last night that he brought his mother to the hospital this afternoon. I asked him just now, and he said he had to work overtime."

Wen Zhixia was puzzled, "Did he stand you up?"

"Not really, but he rarely changes his mind at the last minute." Fan Xiaolin shook her head. "I didn't say I was coming. I had nothing to do at the station that afternoon, so I slipped out."

"Don't think too much about it. Maybe he was just delayed by something," Wen Zhixia comforted him. "Didn't you say he just found a job at a 4S dealership?"

Fan Xiaolin looked at the chat interface with no reply and nodded.

"Forget it, forget about him," she changed her mood and took Qingqing's homework book. "Wow, why did you make so many mistakes?"

Qingqing's face turned red.

"Solid geometry is too difficult..." she muttered.

Fan Xiaolin then remembered, "Is this the little girl you said you needed to tutor? How can I help?"

Wen Zhixia shook her head. "You're busy enough with your manuscript, so you don't need it for now."

After that, she looked at Qingqing's wrong answer book and said, "Don't worry, I'll explain it to you."

However, Wen Zhixia still underestimated the difficulty of tutoring junior high school mathematics.

As those scientific research leaders said, those who can do research may not necessarily become teachers, and those who can solve problems may not necessarily be able to explain them. These are completely different ideas.

Wen Zhixia and Fan Xiaolin took turns tutoring Qingqing for the entire afternoon and were exhausted.

Moreover, Qingqing's talent in mathematics was far inferior to that in English. Her two best friends used all their life's knowledge and only gave Qingqing a superficial understanding.

"Don't be angry, sisters. I don't understand what my teacher is saying either." Qingqing felt embarrassed seeing the two of them sweating anxiously for her. "If I work harder on my other subjects, I can raise my math score."

Wen Zhixia and Fan Xiaolin looked at each other.

But Qingqing is having a hard time passing the math test now, and she can't improve no matter how hard she tries.

"I really understand now those parents who have high blood pressure even though their children are helping with homework," Fan Xiaolin sighed. "Although I don't have high blood pressure, I'm almost there."

After saying that, she lay down on the bed.

My brain is on strike and can't work anymore.

Wen Zhixia looked at the half-corrected questions in the wrong answer book, and suddenly she felt a sense of responsibility.

"Qingqing, have dinner first." She took out her cell phone, "I'll find you some help."

When Fu Ruoshi received the WeChat message from Wen Zhixia, he had just finished dinner with several distributors of Zhuorui.

In five days, Zhuorui will release its new product.

And the day when he and Wen Zhixia formally proposed to each other.

In the past two days, he has been busy preparing for the press conference and has not even had time to go to Fu's. He has been working remotely.

But no matter how busy he was, as long as he was in Jincheng, as long as he could spare even an hour, he wanted to see her.

[Can you solve math problems of this difficulty? ]

Wen Zhixia took a photo of him with the title.

Fu Ruoshi took a quick look and saw solid geometry.

He is really good at that.

So he replied enthusiastically: [The questions I don’t know have not been invented yet.]

Wen Zhixia was waiting for this sentence from him.

[Then please help me with the most difficult problem in the world: tutoring Qingqing on math.]

When Fu Ruoshi rushed to the hospital ward, Wen Zhixia, Fan Xiaolin, and Qingqing were playing mobile games.

Qingqing was having fun, "Sister, cover me, I'm going to kill the dragon!"

Wen Zhixia: "Take it easy, don't get excited, stay calm!"

Fan Xiaolin: "I'm going to push the lane. Come and help me push the tower after the fight."

Fu Ruoshi walked quietly behind Wen Zhixia and took her cell phone away.

"Hello!!!!"

Wen Zhixia was startled at first, then turned around and saw him, frowning, "Give it back to me! We're going to die."

Fu Ruoshi was a little unhappy to see that she was having so much fun but ignored him.

"What are you playing without me?" He picked up his phone and took a look.

The crystal is gone.

"Ah!" Wen Zhixia was so angry that she jumped up and down. "Why did you snatch my phone? It's all your fault!"

"Didn't you ask me to come for external help?" Fu Ruoshi said innocently, "Who wants help?"

"She!" Fan Xiaolin pointed at Qingqing.

When Qingqing looked into Fu Ruoshi's cold, star-like eyes, she shivered a little.

"Hello, brother-in-law," she said awkwardly, "Nice to meet you again..."

Fu Ruoshi was focused on showing off his knowledge in front of Wen Zhixia. He took Qingqing's wrong answer book, glanced at it, and smiled contemptuously:

"If I can't teach you in two hours, I, Fu Ruoshi, will commit suicide on the spot."

"Oh!" Wen Zhixia couldn't hold it back.

"What?" Fu Ruoshi rolled his eyes at her. "Are you questioning my professional ability?"

Wen Zhixia: "I have no doubts, but being able to solve problems does not mean being able to explain them, being able to speak English does not mean being able to teach math, and being able to teach students with good grades does not mean being able to teach students with poor grades."

Her words completely brought out Fu Ruoshi's competitive spirit.

"Okay, wait." He immediately started working and asked Qingqing, "Where do we start?"

"Then I'll go first."

Seeing that there was nothing for her to do here, Fan Xiaolin said to Wen Zhixia, "I'm going back to finish my manuscript. Contact me by phone."

Wen Zhixia said, "I'll take you there."

"No need," Fan Xiaolin nodded at Fu Ruoshi, "You stay here, he's here to see you."

Wen Zhixia had no choice but to nod and watched her walk out of the corridor and into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, Fan Xiaolin sent another WeChat message to Chen Zhuo:

【Have you had dinner tonight? 】

This time, Chen Zhuo replied immediately:

[Sorry, I took my mom out for a walk this afternoon and forgot to reply to you]

[I've eaten. Have you? Do you want me to accompany you?]

After hearing Chen Zhuo's voice, Fan Xiaolin's feeling of pent-up anger dissipated.

She has high standards and few friends, and she considers herself not someone who is afraid of loneliness.

But she also wanted companionship.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted on being friends with Wen Zhixia.

Due to her work, she is busy most of the time.

Either he is reporting on the news or he is writing articles.

Just now, when she saw Wen Zhixia and Fu Ruoshi bickering with each other but their eyes full of love, she suddenly felt very emotional.

It’s great to have a friend who can play with you for a lifetime.

Eat and play until old age, share happiness and hardships, but never separate, and there is no external force to stop us.

There is only one such person in a lifetime.

Although Chen Zhuo would not argue with her, he would listen and respond patiently to whatever she said and would not let her words go to waste.

Thinking of this, she replied to Chen Zhuo:

Please accompany me. I don’t want to eat alone today.