Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Yang Qingwei made rice, because Fu Tingjun had to cook two more dishes because of Fu Tingjun's arrival, not to mention the driver Xiao Zhao.

Originally, Fu Tingjun wanted Xiao Zhao to stay in a hotel, but Yang Qingwei said it was too late and there were spare rooms at home, so she asked Xiao Zhao to stay and have dinner with them.

Fu Tingjun wanted to take this opportunity to ease the relationship between the two, but because of Xiao Zhao's existence, Fu Tingjun didn't get the chance for a long time, so he didn't give Xiao Zhao a good face, and Xiao Zhao ate a meal with trepidation.

Yang Qingwei naturally saw that he was in a bad mood, but for her own safety, she had to keep Xiao Zhao here, and Xiao Zhao just wanted to disappear.

After dinner, Yang Qingwei found a quilt and toiletries for Xiao Zhao, and asked him to sleep on the first floor. As for Fu Tingjun, although the relationship between the two of them was not very good, they were still husband and wife. She kindly allowed him to sleep The guest room on the second floor, but he broke into her room after taking a shower. Yang Qingwei, who was about to get her pajamas, saw him come in only wrapped in a towel and backed away subconsciously.

"What are you doing?" The voice was a bit loud, Fu Tingjun closed the door casually, Yang Qingwei panicked, holding on to the closet door with both hands, worried that he would rush over.

"Keep down!" Fu Tingjun reminded, seeing that she had already spread the quilt, she unceremoniously opened it and lay down in it.The pink quilt covered her waist before he looked at her, and added, "I don't have any clothes to change."

Yang Qingwei gritted her teeth, "Me neither!"

Fu Tingjun shrugged helplessly, "That's the best thing to do tonight." After speaking, he took out the bath towel, and Yang Qingwei's eyes almost popped out.

"Are you crazy? This is my room!"

"I know, but you have to be careful, Xiao Zhao is still downstairs, if the two of us make too much noise, it will easily affect the children!" Fu Tingjun said seriously, and Yang Qingwei had a headache.She really doesn't understand, sometimes he is cold and domineering, sometimes he acts like a spoiled child, what is this man's zodiac sign?
"I sleep in the guest room." Yang Qingwei took the pajamas and said mercilessly after closing the cabinet door.

Fu Tingjun charged his phone and replied while replying to the message, "If you do this, Xiao Zhao won't need to sleep tonight."

Yang Qingwei really wanted to call the pajamas in his face.

Stamping his feet resentfully to wash up, Fu Tingjun couldn't help smiling when he saw her so.

Whether she was happy or angry, as long as she still had emotions, he felt that she still had a breath of life.

The previous experience was really suffocating.

There are four bedrooms on the second floor, each of which is not next to each other, which fully protects everyone's privacy. Yang Qingwei originally wanted to live in a diagonal line with him, so that he could keep the maximum distance from him, but unfortunately the other party didn't consider this.

After taking a slow shower, when she was about to put the clothes into the laundry basket, Yang Qingwei felt her temples throbbing when she saw his clothes.

A wealthy and self-willed boss like Fu Tingjun has his own requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. A set of clothes like this can cover a year's living expenses for an ordinary boss like them. Lying quietly in the laundry basket.

The washing machine in her house is on the first floor, but now that Xiao Zhao lives on the first floor, it is inconvenient for her to take it down for washing, so she has to let it lie here and press her clothes on it by the way.

Hmph, those who can't beat you will bully your clothes!Yang Qingwei thought viciously.

But when she stepped out of the bathroom door, she became timid.

At this time, Fu Tingjun was lying on her bed. If she went back, it would be like a sheep going to the tiger's mouth. If she didn't go back, it would be a hungry wolf attacking the sheep. Either way, it would be a dead end. Only then did Yang Qingwei realize that she hadn't returned home Just be safe.

Yang Qingwei thought for a long time in the corridor, and finally decided that she should sleep in the guest room, but after entering, she realized that her mobile phone was still in the bedroom, her little white hand was pressed against her forehead, and Yang Qingwei cried stupidly.