Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 149 Jealous
Naturally, Yang Qingwei didn't go to the pharmacy. She was exhausted and fainted after standing up for a while. How could she go to buy medicine?But she didn't know who to turn to?
She had already changed the door locks, and only Fu Tingjun and Fu Misheng had the elevator keys. She didn't want to talk to Fu Tingjun. As Fu Misheng was his sister, it was best to cut down on her contacts. After thinking about it, she should drink more hot water.

Fortunately, she had supplemented food and drink for the family before, otherwise she would have to carry it hard.

People are the most vulnerable when they are sick, but it is a pity that no one is with them when they are weak.

Yang Qingwei couldn't sit for too long, so she went back to the bedroom and continued to lie down. There wasn't even a warmer at home, so she could only put the pillow on her stomach.

It's all Fu Tingjun's fault. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be sick at all. Now that she looks like this, she doesn't know if she will be able to go to work tomorrow.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more I thought about it, the more wronged I became, until finally I fell asleep with tears in my eyes.

Originally, there was work today, but when Xue Kai said that Yang Qingwei didn't come to work today, he asked curiously. Xue Kai handed him the documents and said that the accounting department said she was sick. Fu Tingjun frowned.

"Get ill?"

"Well, this is what Madam told the accounting department in the afternoon."

"How could she be sick?" Fu Tingjun couldn't figure it out, how could she be sick even though her body was already recovering?Is it because of the incident that day?No way?
In the evening, Fu Tingjun didn't go to the dinner, but went directly to Tianyujingyuan, but he couldn't open the door when he got there.

She changed the password?
This thought makes him very upset, but now there is no way to worry about it. The most important thing is how is the person?Fu Tingjun called her and got through, but the other party insisted on refusing to listen. After several times, there were notifications that the user was busy on the phone. It seemed that she had blocked herself.

Why is this girl so stubborn?
Fu Tingjun had no choice but to knock on the door. Yang Qingwei finally had some energy to cook a bowl of noodles for herself, but the phone rang or knocked on the door. Only Fu Tingjun and Fu Misheng had elevator cards. They reluctantly walked to the door and looked, and saw that it was Yang Qingwei. He tried to escape with his ears closed.

She didn't want to see him, but he refused to let go, so he had no choice but to walk over angrily and open the door.

"Are you sick? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"

Fu Tingjun was not in the mood to quarrel with her. Seeing her standing there disheveled in pajamas, he immediately stepped forward to support her, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Yang Qingwei didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went back to her seat to continue eating noodles, but he stopped her.

"Are you sick? I've already let you in, why don't you let me eat?" She hasn't eaten much since last night, what if her stomach hurts if she doesn't eat?She doesn't want to continue to ask for leave.

"Why didn't you go to work today?" Fu Tingjun wanted to hear the truth.

Yang Qingwei turned her head away and didn't want to talk to him, but it's a pity that he didn't let him go.

"Say, why didn't you go to work?"

"I don't want to, can I?" Yang Qingwei's eyes were bloodshot, and she looked exhausted.

"But they said you were sick!" He didn't want to argue with her.

Yang Qingwei shook off his hand fiercely, and asked with a red nose, "What does it matter to you whether I am born sick or not? You can just take care of He Yingying, why bother with me?"

After all, he was still jealous of He Yingying, but Fu Tingjun didn't know whether he should be happy or not?
"She and I are really just a cooperative relationship!" Fu Tingjun explained, he knew she would not be so easy to persuade.

"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Qingwei didn't bother to bother him, since he likes this bowl of noodles, then give it to him, and she went to drink hot water.

When he turned to go to the kitchen, he was stopped by Fu Tingjun. The cell phone rang at the right time. Fu Tingjun went out and pressed the elevator. After a while, Mrs. Wu came in with dinner. Under Fu Tingjun's instruction, she put the food on a plate, including a pot of soup.

Yang Qingwei looked at the dishes on the table, and then at her plain noodles, her nose was sore.

(End of this chapter)