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

"No way!" Xu Jing lowered her voice.

"Really?" Liu Zhen continued to play dumb, "I don't know!"

"In my opinion, he must have done it himself," the risk control guy said, his mind suddenly shifting. "Think about it, what married man would go abroad all the time? This clearly shows a disharmonious and unhappy relationship. Believe me, I've been married three times, and no one understands women's hearts better than me."

Before he finished speaking, a cool breeze blew from behind him.

Fu Ruoshi's face was as cold as ice. He coldly put his arm around Fengkong's shoulders and said, "Wang Lele, I'll give you three days. Within three days, write down your three marriage histories and send them to me. I'll see if you understand women's hearts better than I do."

The risk control guy's legs went weak and he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Mr. Fu.

In fact, Fu Ruoshi treats all the employees in his company well. He is a laissez-faire boss. As long as they don't make mistakes in principle, he doesn't care about other things like being late or leaving early, working from home, or picking their toes during meetings.

This gave many new employees the illusion that Mr. Fu was a friendly and easy-going man.

After the risk control guy risked his life today, Xu Jing was silent as a cicada and never dared to gossip again.

at dusk.

After Wen Zhixia changed Li Qin's medicine in the ward and gave Wang Jinmei some instructions, she went to her grandfather's house after get off work.

She hadn't been home for almost a month. As soon as she entered the house, she felt that the house seemed different again.

"Are you back, dear?"

Wen Litao came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a spatula. "Hurry up and sit down and wait for a moment. The braised pork will be ready soon!"

"Oh, okay!" Wen Zhixia put the health products she brought aside.

The house was empty, the TV was gone, and the leather sofa she had bought for him was replaced with an old-fashioned one for someone else.

It seems that it is probably my uncle and aunt who are here to plunder again.

These two ungrateful people.

She went around the bedroom again and luckily, the smartphone and iPad she had bought for Wen Litao were still there.

She set a password for her phone and iPad, which was Fu Ruoshi's birthday. No one could guess it, and it was very troublesome to unlock it by flashing the phone, so she escaped.

"Come and eat, dear." Wen Litao called from the living room, "Everything is ready!"

Wen Zhixia responded, put down her phone and went to the living room.

The four dishes and one soup were her favorites: braised pork, beer duck, garlic eggplant, vegetable and tofu, and tomato and egg soup.

She couldn't wait to sit down and take two bites. It was so delicious that she wanted to cry.

Wen Litao brought over some rice and put the duck leg into her bowl. "Dear, this duck leg is specially reserved for you."

Wen Zhixia saw that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight and his hair was whiter than before after not seeing him for a month. From her doctor's point of view, the situation was not very good.

"Master, have you been feeling unwell recently?"

Wen Litao laughed heartily, "No, it's fine. If it weren't, how would I have the energy to cook for you?"

Wen Zhixia quickly took the plate, scooped up half a bowl of braised pork, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The happiest thing for the older generation is to see children eating with hearty mouthfuls of food.

"Eat slowly," Wen Litao said with a smile, "Don't choke."

Wen Zhixia tried hard to eat, afraid that tears of emotion would fall.

In her heart, her grandfather has always been an optimistic and positive person.

When he was very young, Wen Zhixia's grandmother died of illness, and later he lost his son and daughter-in-law overnight, but he survived all of them with strength, faced life with a smile, raised Wen Zhixia, and did not complain at all.

So Wen Zhixia was also deeply influenced by him. No matter how sad the matter was, she could greet a new day after a good cry.

"Why didn't Xiao Fu come?" Wen Litao took two sips of wine. "He came a while ago and gave me two shopping cards. I haven't used them yet. I'll give them to you later."

Wen Zhixia shook her head.

"Master..." She hesitated, "Um, Xiao Fu, he actually..."

Wen Litao's face changed. "He won't do anything bad to you, right? Darling, don't scare me."

"No, don't be nervous." Wen Zhixia lowered her eyes.

"I don't think it's likely either," Wen Litao said thoughtfully. "He gave me the shopping card and said you asked him to pass it on to me. But I later asked my neighbor, and he said it was a very expensive card. I don't think it could have been issued by your hospital."

"This kid must be afraid that I'll feel burdened, so he deliberately lied to me. How could he be so reasonable and treat you badly?"

Wen Zhixia smiled bitterly in her heart.

He has good upbringing, and this good thing applies to everyone, it is not directed at any specific person.

"My dear," seeing her complicated expression, Wen Litao tentatively asked the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time, "Where does this Xiao Fu work? What does his family do? Grandpa is old, but he's not blind. He's not an ordinary person, right?"

Wen Zhixia's heart skipped a beat.

She didn't expect Wen Litao to ask so directly, and she didn't even have time to make up a lie.

"When can you guys settle down?" Wen Litao asked again, "You've been together for a long time, right? If you're still feeling good, why don't you hurry up and settle down?"

"Grandpa's judgment is always right. He is definitely not a treacherous and vicious villain. He is much better than your previous Chun. I feel uncomfortable just looking at that person."

"I feel much more at ease having him accompany you."

Not knowing why he seemed so anxious, Wen Zhixia grabbed the hem of her skirt, unable to speak.

When she was a child, she would pick at the hem of her skirt whenever she lied to Wen Litao, and she hasn't completely changed this habit yet.

"Master, he and I are about to get divorced."

Wen Litao was stunned.

"Divorce? Divorce??" He widened his eyes and stuttered, "My dear, don't say that. Aren't you two dating? How can you get divorced?"

Wen Zhixia was so sad that she almost cried, "Master, I'm sorry, I lied to you."

She told the truth, "His name is Fu Ruoshi, and he is the son of the chairman of the Fu Group."

"I've been married to him for three years. We're not suitable for each other. We're getting divorced tomorrow."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry."

She finished speaking in one breath, and could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart, so she lay on the table and sobbed.

Wen Litao was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

The granddaughter secretly married that man without telling him.

If she hadn't mentioned wanting a divorce, Wen Litao would have jumped for joy.

Because his little girl finally has someone to entrust her life to, and it is someone he values.

"Why?" Wen Litao patted Wen Zhixia's back gently. "Don't cry, dear. Grandpa is not angry. Raise your head and tell Grandpa what's going on."

Then Wen Zhixia told Wen Litao how she met Fu Ruoshi by chance, how they entered into a contract marriage, and why they wanted to divorce because they couldn't get along.

She was eloquent and had clear logic, and Wen Litao quickly understood the reason.

"So that's it."

Wen Litao sighed, picked up the wine glass and took several sips before he gradually calmed his breathing. "My dear, why didn't you tell grandpa earlier? Since you and him have known each other since high school, you should know each other very well. Why do you have to get a divorce? Is this a misunderstanding?"