Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 148 Illness
It was rare that she didn't go home directly after get off work. Yang Qingwei went to Xu Wenjun's teahouse because she had nowhere to go. Although it was small, it was quieter than it was, and she needed quietness now.

When we arrived at the teahouse, there was no one there. Yang Qingwei asked the clerk if Xu Wenjun was there.The clerk said she was not there, Yang Qingwei said sorry, turned and left.

The only friend I can see is also absent, maybe she was born alone.

There are many restaurants and coffee shops near the teahouse, but Yang Qingwei didn't want to eat or drink coffee, so she finally chose a cold drink shop to sit there and eat ice cream.

She hasn't eaten cold drinks outside for a long time. It's rare that she is in good health and no one restrains her. Naturally, she wants to eat as much as she can.

I ordered a strawberry flavor and a chocolate flavor, and I hid in a corner and ate silently.

In fact, no matter what the relationship between Fu Tingjun and He Yingying is, it has nothing to do with her. Anyway, they will get divorced sooner or later. It is really embarrassing that she forgot to be proper and quarreled with him.

I kept convincing myself in my heart, but the tears still fell down and melted a piece of ice cream.

He doesn't love himself at all.Yang Qingwei thought, all the good and all the caring is just a habit of being Neptune, and she is not firm enough. She believes everything he says. If she knew this, she might as well not go to the company.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with my hometown. It is comfortable and stable. The key is that there is no him.

But she has been working for so long now, and she will become a regular soon. Resigning at this time is not good for Xiao Zhao.If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let him arrange it.

Yang Qingwei felt that her life had entered a dead end, and there was no way out no matter how she walked.

How could this be?
After eating two balls by herself, Yang Qingwei didn't dare to eat any more. Her body was just right, and she didn't want to hurt herself. Even if she hated that bastard, she couldn't hurt herself.

After eating the ice cream, Yang Qingwei left the cold drink shop.

As night approached, Yang Qingwei carried her bag and walked towards Tianyujingyuan. She didn't want to squeeze the subway or take the bus, she just wanted to be alone and quietly think about how to go in the future?
She couldn't help herself before, but now she still has the right to choose.

There are people coming and going on the street, and the vehicles are rushing. No one can stop to accompany her and listen to her talk.

Dangling back home, the quietness of the house makes people flustered.

Forget it, sooner or later, just get used to it.

After taking a shower, I got into the bed early. I didn't sleep last night. Today I was angry and frightened. My tired body couldn't hold it anymore. I hid in the warm and comfortable bed, and the sleepiness soon struck.

The long-lost sleep was awakened by pain.

"Fu Tingjun!" Yang Qingwei murmured, covering her stomach with one hand and patting the pillow on the other side, but unfortunately she didn't touch anyone.

"Fu Tingjun!" Yang Qingwei murmured repeatedly, but unfortunately no one responded.

The pain was like a needle prick, and Yang Qingwei's tears came down from the pain. Now she has no strength to turn over, nor does she have the strength to touch the mobile phone lying quietly on the other side, so she can only curl up with her hands on her stomach.

As time passed by, Yang Qingwei soon fell asleep from the pain, and even the tossing alarm clock didn't wake her up.

After sleeping until the afternoon, Yang Qingwei woke up with a lot of stomach pain relieved, but she still felt a faint pain. She rubbed the center of her brows, covered her stomach with the other hand and turned over to look for her phone. After more than a dozen missed calls, Yang Qingwei sat up suddenly, but became dizzy, and lay back down after sitting for less than a minute.

Most of the missed calls were from colleagues in their office, but a few were from Fu Tingjun, but unfortunately she didn't want to answer them.

Yang Qingwei endured the pain and called Sister Meng back, saying that she didn't go to work because she was sick. I am very sorry, and I will make up the leave slip when I can go tomorrow.Sister Meng asked if anyone at home took care of her?Yang Qingwei smiled wryly and said no, she lives alone, but don't worry, she is already much better, and it will be fine to go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine in a while.Sister Meng told her to take care of herself and call if she needed help.Yang Qingwei thanked her repeatedly, hung up the phone, her nose sore, and tears fell down her cheeks.

At the critical moment, Fu Tingjun is not as good as his colleague who has been with him for a month, what a scumbag!

(End of this chapter)