Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

That night, Fu Tingjun took advantage of Yang Qingwei's deep sleep and slept next to her to take care of her, while Aunt Wu was placed in the second bedroom.Looking at her profile, Fu Tingjun's hands interlocked with her fingers involuntarily.

How nice it would be if they could be like this forever.

In order not to irritate her, Fu Tingjun got up at five o'clock in the morning to say hello to Mrs. Wu and go back to Zhenyuan.

Although love is precious, work value is also high, as a company boss, he can't be too capricious.

After returning to Zhenyuan to change his clothes, the driver sent him to the company.

Yang Qingwei slept well last night, which made him feel at ease, but he really didn't know how to go in the future.

At noon, Fu Misheng took the lunch made by his servants to Tianyujingyuan. Today's Yang Qingwei is much better than yesterday, although her face is still pale.

"I brought ginseng soup!" Fu Misheng raised the thermos bucket in his hand and said proudly, "The kitchen specially prepared it, come and drink it!"

Fu Misheng greeted Yang Qingwei, because she didn't know if Yang Qingwei could walk normally today.

Aunt Wu went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks, and thoughtfully brought a copy for Fu Misheng as well.

Yang Qingwei sat on the sofa and didn't want to move.Actually it still hurts a bit.

Auntie Wu served her a large bowl, and the hand holding the bowl did not shake so much today.

Fu Misheng stared at her curiously, and Yang Qingwei was frightened by her stare, and stopped drinking soup.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fu Misheng smiled, turned around and said with a little satisfaction, "It can be broken by blowing a bomb."

Yang Qingwei didn't understand what she meant, and Fu Misheng didn't mean to explain either. A smile filled the living room.

Sometimes it's funny to think about their lives. The brother and sister actually married a pair of lovers. I really don't know what her brother thinks.

But the most important thing now is not what Fu Tingjun thinks, but Yang Qingwei. In this love game, she has always taken the lead.

"Weiwei, when you recover, let's go on a trip." Fu Misheng turned on the TV, played a few TV shows that had never been good, and finally searched the Internet for a movie to play.

Yang Qingwei, who was drinking the soup, didn't understand what she meant, and simply said, "No, I have to go to the interview."

Because of Fu Tingjun's anger, she had already missed several interviews, and she didn't know if she could go out tomorrow.

"What's so good about the interview? If you want to work, you can go to Hengbang, or open a store by yourself. Hey, yes, I have nothing to do anyway. Let's cooperate to open a store, so that you and I have things to do, why? Sample?"

Yang Qingwei bit her spoon and glanced at her, "Forget it, I don't have that much money."

Taking a look at the soup that was about to bottom out, Yang Qingwei continued, "It would be nice to have a nine-to-five job from a background like mine. Starting a business by yourself is simply courting death."

In fact, the money Fu Tingjun gave her every month was enough for her to squander, but she just didn't want to. She just wanted to live on her own, even though she wasn't right now.

"Don't say that, how will you know if you can succeed if you don't try? What's more, I'm also a homeless person now, and my brother will agree to find something to do!" Fu Misheng said as he put his arm on her shoulder, and the distance between the two of them widened. close.

Yang Qingwei was noncommittal.

She is different from Fu Misheng, even if Fu Misheng doesn't do anything, he will get enviable dividends every year, while she, who has been a rice bug for more than three years, should also be self-sufficient.

"Okay, okay, let's be a partner, I will contribute the money and you will contribute. In addition to the monthly salary, there will be dividends at the end of the year, how about it?"

Yang Qingwei was amused by her insistence, and wanted to refute, but couldn't bear to see her in high spirits, so she teased, "Then what are you going to do?"

A simple sentence left Fu Misheng speechless. She just said casually just now that she really didn't know what to do if she really wanted to open a shop. What's more, the current environment is not good and it is difficult to do anything. After pouring cold water, Fu Misheng's hand on her shoulder dropped.