Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 17 Weird
It's very weird now, so weird that Yang Qingwei doesn't know how to describe it.

She was lying on Fu Tingjun's bed in her nightgown. There was faint sunlight through the curtains in the room. She looked at the alarm clock next to her. It was almost four o'clock. Is the sun so big at four o'clock in the morning?

Although her condition has recovered a lot recently, her physical strength is still weak. She lay on the bed for a while before slowly getting up and leaning on the back of the bed to think about what happened yesterday. She seems to have talked with Fu Tingjun a lot, but some of them have been lost. She didn't bother to think about it because her memory was so bad recently. The only thing she remembered was that she was going to divorce Fu Tingjun.

By the way, did he agree to divorce yesterday?

Yang Qingwei scratched her head, unable to think of a reason, she wanted to get out of bed and go back to her room, but just as her feet were on the carpet, the door opened from the outside. Fu Tingjun came in wearing a casual outfit, saw her sitting by the bed and hurried over.

"What are you doing? You are still weak, don't run around!"

Yang Qingwei looked at the considerate Fu Tingjun and couldn't help touching her forehead, it didn't burn.She tentatively touched Fu Tingjun's forehead again, but it didn't burn.

Fu Tingjun didn't understand what she meant and thought she was not feeling well, so he immediately went to find a thermometer, but she refused when he was about to give it to her.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me, I'll call Dr. Xu, or go to the hospital for an examination. Don't hold back!"

Yang Qingwei stared at him with wide eyes, and let him put herself back on the bed, her dry and white lips were already inseparable.

Fu Tingjun touched her forehead, it wasn't hot, but he still wanted to take her temperature, but she refused again.

Yang Qingwei wanted to say that she was fine, but her lips were too dry, her breath was weak, and her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't come out after only saying "I".

Fu Ting didn't understand what she meant, and asked her anxiously what she wanted to say?
The more anxious Yang Qingwei became, the more he couldn't speak. At this time, the door rang, and Fu Tingjun didn't want to answer it. Seeing her pointing to the door, he had to settle her down before going to open the door. Tang Xue was standing at the door with a glass of warm water.

Seeing Yang Qingwei drink half a glass of water, Fu Tingjun realized that she was thirsty.

Tang Xue took the cup and didn't put it on the side cabinet. Instead, she held the cup in one hand and supported it in the other. She looked at Yang Qingwei and turned her gaze to Fu Tingjun after she was sure she was fine. Her face was colder than before.

"Boss Fu, Ms. Yang hasn't fully recovered yet, she doesn't eat much, and at least two cups of sugar water a day replenishes her strength, don't you even know this?"

Tang Xue's questioning appearance did not arouse Fu Tingjun's temper. He calmly said that he didn't know, Tang Xue read a few more words, and then went downstairs with the cup.

Fu Tingjun sent her to the door, closed the door, turned around and saw Yang Qingwei sitting on the bed and looking at him, looking thinner and colder under the sunlight, Fu Tingjun strode to the bedside and took her hand as if to confirm her Is it still there, fortunately, fortunately.

"Aren't you going to work?" Yang Qingwei had already eased up a lot, but she and Fu Tingjun rarely had intimacy, so facing his sudden concern for Yang Qingwei, she was a little uneasy.

"I'm resting today. Are you hungry? I asked the kitchen to make soup. Eating porridge all day is not nutritious. Both Dr. Xu and Dr. Tang said that your body is recovering very well. If you eat more every day, you will recover soon. gone."

"Can I get a divorce when I recover?"

Divorce was the top priority for Yang Qingwei, but for Fu Tingjun he was most annoyed by these two words, but he also knew that this was her heart knot, so in order to let her recover as soon as possible, Fu Tingjun still said something against her will.

"I will consider this matter, but if you don't take good care of your body, I will not agree!"

Although she didn't directly agree, for Yang Qingwei, such an answer made her full of hope. She nodded vigorously and said that she would go downstairs to drink soup.

Seeing her change, Fu Tingjun became even more angry, but he couldn't vent it, it was really frustrating!
(End of this chapter)