Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

The morning air in the countryside was fresh, and Fu Tingjun got up early to stretch his muscles and bones on the balcony on the second floor.He has his own biological clock, but there is no way to exercise here, not to mention that they have a mission, he stayed on the balcony for a while before entering the house.

Yang Qingwei didn't sleep until the middle of the night, and she still hasn't woken up yet. Fu Tingjun couldn't bear to wake her up, so he covered her with a quilt and went downstairs.

The two elders of the Yang family also have the habit of getting up early. At this time, Mother Yang is already preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and Father Yang is preparing the things that need to be taken to the cemetery.

Fu Tingjun greeted them politely. The elders didn't know what to ask him to do, so they asked him to sit for a while. Fu Tingjun was not used to being with them, so he said he went upstairs to call Yang Qingwei.

The awkward atmosphere shattered with the sound of his footsteps back to the second floor, and the second elder of the Yang family heaved a sigh of relief.

I really don't know what my daughter thinks, she actually chooses such a big boss as Fu Tingjun, which is totally against her family!
What they didn't know was that it wasn't her who chose the big boss, but the big boss chose her, and she was forced to accept it without any choice.

Yang Qingwei, who was forced to choose the big boss, woke up when he opened the door and came in, opened a gap in a daze, and asked in a vague voice, "What time is it?"

"It's almost seven o'clock." Fu Tingjun closed the door and sat down beside her. "Are you tired? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Yang Qingwei shook her head, "Are they all up?"

"Your parents are downstairs, and your younger brother may not be up yet. What time do you go to the cemetery?"

"It's almost noon."

After talking to him a few words, Yang Qingwei was already half awake, but she was too lazy to sit up, raised her arm and rubbed her eyes, but he stopped her.

"Don't rub it, your eyes will hurt."

Yang Qingwei gave a vague "hmm".

Fu Tingjun really thinks this place is good, at least the two of them get along very comfortably.At this moment, Yang Qingwei is like a lazy kitten, lying obediently on the bed and letting him stroke it. Unfortunately, this kitten is very powerful, and if he is not happy, he will scratch his head and bleed. Even so, he still like very much.

After worshiping at home, Fu Tingjun went to the cemetery with the Yang family.

Yang Qingwei arranged the tributes one by one, and couldn't help but knelt there and gave her grandparents three nods.

The four stood behind with moist eyes. They all knew the relationship between Yang Qingwei and her grandparents, and their biggest regret was probably not being able to attend grandpa's funeral.

"I'm living a good life now, you don't have to worry about me." Her voice was soft, mixed with a trace of sobs.

Because her parents, brother, and husband are all here, it is inconvenient for her to say many things, so she can only say them silently in her heart.

Fu Tingjun helped her up, bowed with her, and promised to take good care of her. The corners of Yang Qingwei's mouth raised slightly.

Who would have thought that the man who is now speaking affectionate words is the one who wants to divorce her?

After returning home after worshiping, Xiao Zhao has come here to pick up the boss.

The elders of the Yang family left them after lunch, but Fu Ting had no objection. He was a cooperator in the first place, but Yang Qingwei made a mistake.

She doesn't want to go back, but she has been separated from him for so long. If she doesn't go back, her parents will definitely be suspicious. If she goes back, she doesn't want to face Fu Tingjun. After thinking about it, she wants to use an excuse to stay here to relax. veto.

"You've been here to relax for so long, what's the point of leaving him at home alone? You're already married, so you can't be willful anymore!"

Yang Qingwei bit her chopsticks unwillingly, but she couldn't complain, which was really depressing.

Fortunately, Fu Tingjun can still speak. He said that it is inconvenient for Yang Qingwei to live here alone without anyone to accompany and take care of him. It is better to go back. If you want to come back here, you can wait for him to rest together.

Yang Qingwei gritted her chopsticks and kicked him hard under the table. It's a pity that his acting skills are too good for others to see.