Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Yang Qingwei thinks that the most beautiful word in the world is "bad".No matter what happens, if you are unable to turn the tide, just go with the flow. Facts have proved that it is definitely the best choice, without struggle or pain, such as her now.

The room was quiet, only the sound of each other's breathing.

In the darkness, Yang Qingwei opened her eyes and looked at the sleeping Fu Tingjun's side face with complicated emotions. She didn't even have a chance to turn over now, because Fu Tingjun's big hands were wrapping around her waist. Possessiveness can also be scary, and she has no power to fight back.

No matter how you look at it, Fu Tingjun is the best husband candidate, but unfortunately, it is not for her.

Not agreeing to a divorce, nor to moving, Fu Tingjun's dominance is suffocating.

Distraught, regardless of waking him up or not, Yang Qingwei turned her back to him.

Fu Tingjun hadn't slept all this time, and he was aware of her annoyance, but he didn't bother her if she didn't say anything, and now that her back was facing him, he didn't have to hide himself.

"Can't sleep?"

"How could it be possible to sleep?" Yang Qingwei was not at all surprised by his sudden sound, anyway, it was pitch black now, and she turned her back to him, so she could say anything.

"What are you thinking?" The dead of night is the best time to talk.

"I'm thinking about how to tell Mingxi."

Fu Tingjun put his arm around her big hand, "Thinking about other men in my bed?"

"Didn't you ask for this?" Yang Qingwei scolded him.

Fu Tingjun has finally discovered that as long as he gives her a good face, she will not know how high the sky is. Although it is quite shameless, there is no such thing as a husband and wife. As long as she is by his side at ease, it will be fine.

"Okay, I asked for it, so can you miss him?" He raised his head and rubbed her cheek and said, "Think about me, okay?"

"Fu Tingjun, why did you marry me?" This is a question that Yang Qingwei has never understood. There are so many substitutes for Qin Caiwei, why did she take a fancy to her?

"Why did you ask so?"

This is the first time they have talked seriously about this topic since they have known each other for so long.

"You and I are people from two different worlds. If you chose me because I look like Qin Caiwei in profile, then you can find someone else. If it's for Yayoi and Zhou Chu to get married, you can also separate us in other ways. Why do you have to get married?"

For a long time, she thought that she was Qin Caiwei's substitute, so she knew her identity whether she loved her or hated her, but she didn't understand when he said that she was not a substitute. Like now, there is still He Yingying by his side. Why are the other women still tied to her?

"Don't you understand?" There was a faint fragrance in her hair, and she couldn't help but evoke a wisp of it.

"I don't understand." Her mind was not so sharp, and she couldn't understand many things.

"I like you!"

Yang Qingwei froze and didn't dare to move.

"Didn't you hear? I said I like you!" Fu Tingjun repeated.

"Stop it!" Yang Qingwei interrupted him.

She had thought of countless possibilities, but this was the only one.

"Are you afraid?"

Yang Qingwei didn't answer.

"Weiwei..." He still wanted to say something, but she stopped him again.

"You know what I hate the most?"

"what?"

"I hate it when you call me Weiwei, because every time you call me Weiwei, you are calling me Qin Caiwei!" After suppressing it for so long, she finally said it out.

Now Fu Tingjun was confused.

"What does it have to do with her?"

Probably because what he said about liking gave her courage, Yang Qingwei turned around and looked him straight in the eyes and said righteously: "Because you call her Weiwei!"

The roar was swallowed by the darkness, her eyes were extremely bright in the darkness, Fu Tingjun reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.