Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Yang Qingwei glanced at the suitcase in the corner and really wanted to slap herself in the face, but after thinking about it, she was going to ask him for leave, so she turned around bravely, but still put her hand on the doorknob, thinking about what to do in case she wanted to. As long as he does it, he can still run by himself.

After thinking about the escape plan in his mind, Yang Qingwei raised the corner of his mouth at him.

"Mr. Fu, I want to discuss something with you!" The fingers pinched together as if it was a trivial matter.

Fu Tingjun looked at her calmly and waited for the next sentence.

With a perfunctory smile on his face, he was caught in a dilemma because he wanted to please him but was afraid of losing the chance to escape.

Forget it, let's bite the bullet!

Yang Qingwei plucked up her courage, gritted her teeth and said, "Tomorrow, Yayoi invited me to Z City, and I have to get up early, so the promise I made earlier may need to be fulfilled later."

After finishing speaking, Yang Qingwei stared at Fu Tingjun, fearing that he might impulsively nail her to the door panel. She exerted a little force on the doorknob, and subconsciously turned her foot towards the door.

All these small actions of hers fell into his eyes, he waved casually, Yang Qingwei shook her head.

"Come here!" He said, Yang Qingwei couldn't pretend to be blind, her feet gradually turned to him, but she didn't dare to move forward.

One thought of life and one thought of death, she hasn't lived enough!

In the end she still chose to shake her head.

Unexpectedly, she would refute him, Fu Tingjun's tone dropped a few degrees.

"come over!"

The hand on the doorknob was hard, and the door just opened a crack, Fu Tingjun had already stepped forward and closed the door, encircling her between her body and the door panel.

Miscalculation!Yang Qingwei wanted to cry but had no tears.

"I'm just going on a trip with Yayoi, you won't do it, right?" There's no way to escape, so it's better to show weakness.Looking at him pitifully, he almost shed two tears.

"If you promise to others, you will obey, and if you promise me, you can break the contract? Am I too talkative?" Fu Tingjun said condescendingly.

Yang Qingwei pursed her lips and remained silent.

The hand that was patting the door slipped to her chin and squeezed it hard. Yang Qingwei hit him twice but failed to make him let go, instead he raised his chin.

"Don't you know, she's already gone there today." Fu Tingjun said, "She still asked us to have a good date!" The last four words were said so forcefully that Yang Qingwei's eyes almost popped out.

what did she say?Good date?How did she know they were dating?
Before she could be shocked, Fu Tingjun had already told her that the clothes were on the bed, and Yang Qingwei felt that she was torn apart.

The door of the room was blocked by him, and Yang Qingwei looked at the sailor suit lying on the bed without love.

So speaking of being a human being, you really can't try to enjoy yourself for a while, and when the result comes, you must be overwhelmed with pain.

Sighing heavily, she turned her head pitifully and asked if he could not wear it?Fu Tingjun leaned against the door panel and stared at her with an expression of watching the show. Yang Qingwei gritted her teeth, turned around, and glanced at the drawn curtains again, thinking about the chances of surviving flying down from the 16th floor?
After 3 minutes, Fu Tingjun finally spoke, but he urged him.

"Are you going to ask me to help?"

Reluctantly, she bent down to pick up the clothes, but she couldn't see them. She grabbed the clothes tightly with her hands, and said to herself repeatedly that she was wearing them for her husband anyway, and it was nothing, but, but she just couldn't get over the pain in her heart. close.

Turning around slowly, her brows were almost squeezed together. She glanced at Fu Tingjun and then at the clothes, and then at him after finishing the clothes. Finally, she lost her heart and threw the clothes on the ground and said angrily, "I won't wear them." !"

Fu Tingjun, who had been lazily leaning against the door panel, finally stood up straight, with his arms down, glanced at the clothes on the floor and walked straight towards her.

Yang Qingwei was most afraid of him like this, the invisible pressure made her nowhere to hide.

"Since you don't want to wear it, then don't wear it!"

The big hand gently pushed her shoulders, and she lay down on the bed defenseless. Only then did Yang Qingwei realize that clothes were just a word, and his focus was never on clothes.

broken!Fall into the trap!

When Yang Qingwei reacted, she couldn't escape.

Shaking her hands vigorously, it's a pity that no one saw her cry for help.