Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Because she promised Fu Tingjun, Yang Qingwei packed her things and left work when the time came, and Fu Misheng looked like she was enjoying the show.

Yang Qingwei thought that he would eat at home when he came home, but there was no food at home, so she went straight to the supermarket after getting out of the subway, picked out some dishes that Fu Tingjun liked, and bought fresh fruits before returning home.

With brisk steps along the way, even the fallen leaves become lovely.

When Fu Tingjun returned home, Yang Qingwei threw her bag on the sofa, washed her hands and put on her apron to prepare dinner.

Steaming the rice, choosing and washing the vegetables, marinating the meat, cooking soup in a casserole, Yang Qingwei arranged everything in an orderly manner, and she even thought about the fruit platter after the meal.

When Fu Tingjun came back, Yang Qingwei had already prepared two dishes. Seeing him coming in with a big box, he refused to help her.

"I'll be fine!"

Yang Qingwei smiled and turned to the kitchen. Fu Tingjun put the box aside and followed her in. He hugged her from behind, and his face was full of happiness next to her.

The range hood in the kitchen absorbs the fumes floating out, but it cannot block the purest pyrotechnic gas.

Fu Tingjun accompanied her to finish frying the last dish, and he brought it to the table. Yang Qingwei went to look at the soup. The soup would take a few minutes, but the rice was ready, so he unplugged the power and asked him to wash his hands and eat.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Fu Tingjun was very happy. It seemed that she still cared about herself.

"The soup will be ready in a while, let's eat first!" Yang Qingwei said, and Fu Tingjun nodded.

After a long time no see, Yang Qingwei felt a little uncomfortable when they suddenly had dinner together face to face. Fu Tingjun also noticed her strangeness, so he opened his mouth to ease the embarrassment.

"How are you doing recently? Are you tired?"

"Fortunately, I'm familiar with the work, and it's not very tiring. With Yayoi, we are all relaxed." Yang Qingwei replied, "What about your work? Have you dealt with things over there?"

"Probably. Are you looking for secrets?"

Yang Qingwei shook her head, she was just looking for something to say, she didn't mean to pry into the secret at all!

Forget it, she'd better shut up.

Seeing that she was about to bury her face in the bowl, Fu Tingjun put an egg into her bowl.

"Eat slowly, you will have soup later!"

After he finished speaking, Yang Qingwei remembered the soup in the casserole. She immediately put down the bowl and ran to the kitchen to check. The soup was ready, but it was too hot. There was no way to bring it out yet, so she had to wait.

When Yang Qingwei came back, he was still eating, but there was a glass of water next to the two of them, and Yang Qingwei pursed her lips and snickered.

It turns out that he also takes care of people.

After dinner, Yang Qingwei wanted to cut fruit but he stopped him.

"Let's take a look at the gift I brought you first!" Fu Tingjun dragged her to the living room and pushed the suitcase to her.

Gift?Didn't you give it to her when you were in the company?
"Aren't these cosmetics?" Yang Qingwei asked, pointing to the bag hanging on the suitcase.

"That doesn't count, what's in the box is!" Fu Tingjun put the cosmetic bag aside, and put the suitcase on the ground for her to open.

Yang Qingwei opened the suitcase curiously, only to see several bags neatly placed in the suitcase, and Yang Qingwei took them out one by one, only to find out that there were clothes inside.

"Why did you buy so many clothes?"

Yang Qingwei felt that her clothes were enough and she didn't need to buy any more, and the ones he bought must be expensive. How could a small accountant with a monthly income of 5000 yuan afford her five or six figure clothes?Not realistic at all.

"I bought them when I thought they were suitable for you, and I will try them later!" Fu Tingjun explained from the side.

Yang Qingwei smiled and said thank you.

As she continued to scroll down, she saw a small square box lying in the corner of the suitcase. Words she didn't know were printed on the box, and Yang Qingwei took it out.

"what is this?"