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

He asked me to come to see his new girlfriend?

Is this the daughter of the Xu family?

Wen Zhixia's heart was in a knot.

"Ruoshi," Xu Hui pushed him softly, "Hurry up and explain to her."

Fu Ruoshi buttoned his clothes, brushed off his sleeves and stood up. "You leaned over here on your own. I didn't ask you to lean over me."

......

Wen Zhixia felt a little sympathetic towards Xu Hui. What was the difference between Fu Ruoshi's current expression and those scumbags who put on pants and refused to admit their mistakes?

"Ruo Shi," Xu Hui hit him with great pleasure, "Zhi Xia is here, be serious."

Despite her flirting, she was not at ease.

Because she also noticed Wen Zhixia's skirt.

The fabric and cutting of this dress were obviously made by the Italian master Antonio, known as the "Golden Scissors".

It is said that he only takes one order a year, and if you want to find him, you have to go through an audit. You can't buy him just by having a lot of money.

How could she possibly afford it? It must have been bought for him by Fu Ruoshi.

It can be imagined that Fu Ruoshi put a lot of thought into this.

It was obvious that Wen Zhixia didn't know the value of the clothes and didn't take good care of them. She wore such light makeup, didn't style her hair, and there were water stains on the hem of her skirt. It was such a waste of such a gift for her.

"Sister-in-law, don't just stand there!" Han Zhuojun knew how to adapt to the situation. "Since you're here, let's eat something together!"

Wen Zhixia really hadn't had time to eat just now, and when she saw the untouched roast duck on the table, she felt a little greedy.

Anyway, it was Fu Ruoshi who asked me to come here, so I would be wasting my time if I didn't eat it.

"Thank you." She sat down carelessly.

Han Zhuojun was being polite to her. In his impression, Wen Zhixia was a bullied young wife who was left in the corner at the wedding and didn't dare to say a word.

How come he suddenly became a different person?

The workers are about to resign and don't even want to pretend anymore.

Wen Zhixia sat next to Fu Ruoshi, ignoring him and not asking the waiter to add chopsticks. She took the plate of roast duck, tore off the leg and started eating.

Fu Ruoshi moved aside and then smelled the smell of alcohol on her.

"Have you been drinking?" He ruffled her hair.

Wen Zhixia said nothing.

"I ordered this roast duck." Fu Ruoshi pointed to the plate.

The moment Wen Zhixia touched his finger, she saw the wedding ring he was wearing.

She paused.

He was dating Miss Xu and was wearing a wedding ring?

Forget it, maybe it was just a prop for him to play the role of a steady and good man in front of some investor during the day.

Wen Zhixia kept her mouth shut and concentrated on eating.

Fu Ruoshi saw her rolling eyes and her cheeks were bulging from eating, like a hamster.

Fu Ruoshi used to like raising hamsters. The little thing looked lively and would store some food in its cheeks when eating. If you scared it at this time, it would spit out all the food.

He had scared Wen Zhixia like this before, and that time he almost choked her to death.

Xu Hui felt very unwilling when she saw Fu Ruo staring at Wen Zhixia while she was eating.

"Zhixia, this is not how you eat roast duck." She wrapped a roast duck for Wen Zhixia, "You need to add some green onions and cucumbers, and roll it up."

"Thank you. I don't eat onions, so I can do it myself."

Wen Zhixia didn't want to compete with her, and didn't want to give Fu Ruoshi the feeling that all women were fighting for him.

Xu Hui laughed dryly, "I thought girls who have lived a hard life wouldn't be picky about food. Zhixia, I think you are quite picky!"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Ruoshi suddenly said, "Why, are you questioning my ability to make money?"

His sudden cold expression startled Xu Hui.

"No, no, it's not Ruoshi. I mean, when she was a child..." Seeing Fu Ruoshi angry, Xu Hui's face turned pale with nervousness.

Fu Ruoshi interrupted her, "Her father is a lawyer, her mother is a professor, and she's been on TV. How could she be short of money?"

When Wen Zhixia mentioned her parents, she paused eating and her eyes felt a little hot.

When Wen Zhengmao and Xia Hongyu were alive, they were always enthusiastic about charity and supported schools and poor students.

More than ten years have passed, and Wen Zhixia thought people had long forgotten them.

Fu Ruoshi always remembered it.

At the sports meet in the second semester of her senior year, she won the 1,500-meter race.

When she almost fainted at the finish line, Fu Ruoshi came over and handed her a bottle of water.

At that time, he was still young and immature, thin and strong, with pride in his eyes. He was different from those boys who were calling their friends.

"Wen Zhixia, your dad has been on TV," he said, helping her up familiarly, patting her shoulder and saying with a smile, "You're not bad either."

Maybe it was because she drank tonight, and a little thing could make her mood swings.

She changed her mind and thought, didn’t Fu Ruoshi call her here to show how close he and Xu Hui were?

He even let her lean on his shoulder, so how could he possibly speak for me, Wen Zhixia thought.

Maybe he just wanted to show off.

He wanted to imply that the women around him were all excellent and worthy of him, but he didn't like any of them.

"I'm full." Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia stood up and said, "Thank you for the hospitality. I'll be leaving first."

She quickly left the box.

The air is quiet again.

At this moment, Xu Hui was the most embarrassed. She didn't even dare to look at Fu Ruoshi.

Everyone told her that Fu Ruoshi and Wen Zhixia were getting divorced, and Song Ailing even encouraged her to seize the opportunity.

She set up this game today just to find out the truth.

But Fu Ruoshi clearly promised her, but still let Wen Zhixia wear haute couture and come here to show off, and protected her everywhere.

Xu Hui was completely confused.

Or rather, she never understood this man.

It is this elusive feeling that fascinates countless women, so much so that Xu Hui has been unwilling to give up completely for so many years, always feeling that she still has a chance.

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Wen Zhixia left the box and didn't feel like going back to her classmates, so she sat alone in the flower bed.

The moment Fu Ruoshi mentioned her parents just now, she almost cried in public.

When she was a child, her favorite food was roast duck. Every time Wen Zhengmao went to Beijing on business, he would bring her back roast duck.

"I'll never wear this dress again, even if I die." A lazy voice appeared above his head. "Someone, the bowl of soup you threw at me is now coming back to your face."

Wen Zhixia looked up suddenly.

The man in front of me was tall and handsome, his clothes and hair ruffling in the sea breeze, and his downturned peach blossom eyes sparkled in the night.

"Don't you look good in it?" Fu Ruoshi said proudly, "Stand up and turn around for me."

Wen Zhixia dug her toes into the ground, wishing she could dig a hole and escape immediately.

"Here," Fu Ruoshi handed over a paper bag, "I won't eat it anymore, I'll give it to you as a midnight snack."

Wen Zhixia hated his almsgiving attitude.

She hates being pitied and sympathized with.

"No need." She stood up and refused, "Give it to Xu Hui."

After saying that, she walked around Fu Ruoshi and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

Fu Ruoshi saw that she was staggering as she walked, so he chased after her and stopped her. "Why are you so drunk? Who did you drink with?"

"None of your business." Wen Zhixia said, "I have no objection to you accompanying Miss Xu, and I don't need to report everything to you."

Hearing her talking about Miss Xu all the time, Fu Ruoshi actually showed a hint of triumph in his smile.

"Hey. Are you jealous?"