Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

The old friend naturally wanted to talk a little more when they met, but unfortunately there were still people in her family waiting for rescue, and Xu Wenjun also had work to do, and the two had to separate. Fortunately, they had each other's contact information and agreed to meet again when they returned to City C.

Waving goodbye to her old friend, Yang Qingwei felt a little sour.

Xu Wenjun can also be regarded as a witness of her love with Zhou Chu, but it is a pity that the lovers did not get married in the end.

Walking out of the shopping mall, the sun was shining brightly. Yang Qingwei squinted her eyes to look at this familiar yet unfamiliar city, pursed her red lips and went back to the car.

When she went back, Xiao Zhao asked her if she had anything else to buy, and if she wanted to send her there?Yang Qingwei said no, just go home, Xiao Zhao drove back obediently.

It was noon when they came out, and it was already afternoon when they returned. Yang Qingwei originally wanted to buy something here, but after thinking about it, Fu Tingjun would go back in a day or two, so let's just forget that there is not much left for him to eat.

Sitting in the car and looking at the scenery outside the window, Yang Qingwei felt heavy.

It is happy to see old friends, but it is embarrassing to think that things are different.Although Fu Tingjun is very good, their relationship is not good.

In fact, the relationship between her and Fu Tingjun is more complicated, so complicated that she no longer wants to think about it.

But the reality is not that she can do it if she doesn't want to, it will even exceed her imagination.

When Yang Qingwei and Xiao Zhao returned home, they found that the door was unlocked. Yang Qingwei didn't know why he was so bold when he was wrapped in a quilt. It wasn't until he entered the living room that he was sitting on the sofa with his parents in embarrassment.

"Dad, why are you here?"

The second elder of the Yang family breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his daughter.

They didn't know much about this uncle Fu Tingjun. They only knew that he was the big boss of the company and was very rich. They didn't know anything else, including how their daughter climbed this big tree.

"Let's come over and have a look. Isn't it the Hungry Ghost Festival in a few days? We have to celebrate the festival here. Your dad and I will come over to clean up when we have time today. I didn't expect my uncle to be here!"

After all, they are not of the same class, and with their status as son-in-law, the two elders of the Yang family are very respectful to Fu Ting, so respectful that Yang Qingwei is very awkward.

How can the elders respect the younger generation?

"I come……"

"He's here to see what's missing." Yang Qingwei interrupted him, "He's afraid he won't have time in two days."

Fu Tingjun looked at her helplessly and nodded.

"Oh, so, in fact, there is nothing missing, the family has it all!" Mother Yang replied.

Yang Qingwei knew that it would be embarrassing for everyone if he was here again, so she asked him and Xiao Zhao to get things from the car, and told them to send them to the room.

Xiao Zhao watched in disbelief as their boss went to the car with him to get something, his mouth was so open that he could stuff an egg into it.If there was anyone in this world who could order Fu Tingjun casually, except for the old chairman, Yang Qingwei was the only one.

After the two went out, the second elder of the Yang family finally breathed a sigh of relief.Mother Yang stepped forward and grabbed Yang Qingwei's hand and asked, "When did you come back? My uncle came back with you?"

Yang Qingwei smiled, "He doesn't have time, I came back by myself, the house is cleaned up, and then I can just buy some tributes or something."

Father Yang wiped the sweat from his brow nervously, and said nervously, "When we came over, we saw him startled, and thought there was a thief in the house!"

Yang Qingwei laughed out loud, the door opened, Fu Tingjun and Xiao Zhao each entered with a few bags, Yang Qingwei gestured to them, Fu Tingjun said hello to the second elder of the Yang family, and took Xiao Zhao upstairs.

"He came in a hurry. I didn't have a change of clothes. I just bought them." Seeing that her parents were still standing, Yang Qingwei asked them to sit down.

"By the way, what should you do when you come to Dongdong? Isn't he a day student?" Yang Qingwei went to the refrigerator to get three bottles of water, one for each of them.

"We'll be leaving in a while." Yang's mother said, "How about you? What are you doing here, uncle? Go back by yourself?"