Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Yang Qingwei sat there bored looking at her mobile phone, not knowing what he wanted to say to her, and she didn't want to hear anything anyway.

I got bored after swiping my phone for a while, put it aside, and lay down on the table with my arms as pillows.

I am bored!Yang Qingwei thought that any decoration in Fu Tingjun's room would be enough to buy a car, she didn't dare to mess with it, it might as well be the giant Ferris wheel she bought, which can be rotated for more than 100 yuan.

Thinking about it carefully, the two people are different in terms of identity, background, consumption concept, and even educational background. Yang Qingwei remembers that he studied abroad, and I don't know whether he studied for a master's degree or a doctorate degree. She is just an undergraduate student. , although the school is also very good, it is still far behind him.

Moreover, he joined the company after graduation. All the proper paratroopers thought that this paratrooper just got a good script. He didn't expect that he was really capable, so that he could completely take over the company at the age of 30, but the price was to leave early and return late. .

When she first got married, she seldom saw him. He had already left when she woke up every day, and he hadn't come back when she went to sleep. If it wasn't for the traces of the pillow next to her being moved, she really suspected that he hadn't come home.

It took a long time to realize that he had to exercise and read after waking up every morning, and even answered a few emails before going out. When he got home at night, he went to the study after dinner. Yang Qingwei's leisure was in stark contrast to him, but Yang Qingwei at that time There is no right to choose, so performing poorly has become her only "job".

Sometimes when I think about it, it is really not easy for him, and when I think about what he has done to her, Yang Qingwei is relieved, the wicked will be punished by the wicked, this can be regarded as God's revenge for her!
That being said, it still hurts to see him so tired every day.

Yang Qingwei stared at the rabbit decoration on the table and couldn't help but touch it with her hands. It was smooth and delicate, and the tentacles were cold. She didn't know what it was made of.

She was just thinking wildly, when the phone rang suddenly, Yang Qingwei thought it was her own, took it over without looking back, and subconsciously slid to unlock it.

"Hey?"

No one usually calls her, so Tang Xue or Xu Wang are probably the only ones who contact her at this time, because her medicine is about to run out.

The other party was taken aback, and after a while, he asked cautiously, "Excuse me, is this Fu Tingjun's mobile phone?"

Only then did Yang Qingwei come back to her senses. She stared at the phone for a long time before realizing that she had picked up the wrong phone, but the call had already been answered. Hanging up at this time would easily cause misunderstandings. Moreover, she squinted her eyes and stared at the "He Yingying" on the screen. "Three words almost vomit blood.

It was because of her and Fu Tingjun's hot search that she lost her child. The previous quarrel was also because Fu Tingjun took her to visit the class. Yang Qingwei was blinded by new and old grudges. She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound clear. calm.

"I'm his wife, may I ask who are you?" Isn't it just for tea, she will do it too!
Fu Tingjun, who came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, just heard this sentence, stopped in his footsteps, and looked at her profile curiously, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

The other party obviously didn't expect to be caught by Zheng Gong, and immediately replied vaguely that he had to find Mr. Fu for work, probably because that sentence gave her confidence, and she became more proud of Fu Tingjun's absence, and her voice raised a lot. few.

"Well, I'll help you tell him later."

He Yingying seemed to have something to say, but Yang Qingwei said directly, "He's taking a shower now, it's inconvenient!"

The other party was completely silent.

Yang Qingwei looked at the phone screen proudly, showing a disdainful expression, pressed hang up, and threw the phone aside very rudely.

Don't think that she is a soft persimmon, if she didn't ask Fu Tingjun, she wouldn't compromise.

snort!
Yang Qingwei turned her head proudly, and saw Fu Tingjun leaning against the wall and staring at her playfully. Yang Qingwei swallowed unnaturally, and turned the chair to face him.

God, how much did he see?