Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Since getting in the car, Yang Qingwei felt that the air pressure in the car was a little low. After Fu Tingjun got in the car, the air pressure was so low that she could hardly breathe.

Fu Tingjun greeted the elders of the Fu family politely, but Mrs. Fu responded. Mr. Fu didn't even look at him and asked the driver to drive.

Fu Tingjun sat next to her and grabbed her hand, but she avoided it.

Although no one spoke, he could guess that what happened just now made everyone unhappy. Sure enough, as soon as he got home, Fu Tingjun was called to the study by Mr. Fu. Before going upstairs, he whispered in her ear, "I'll tell you later."

Yang Qingwei didn't bother to talk to him. In fact, she wanted to go back to her room now. If she could, she could go back to Tianyujingyuan. Unfortunately, she couldn't.

Yang Qingwei followed Fu Misheng and accompanied Mrs. Fu to the living room. Fu Misheng was always lively and stuck to Mrs. Fu talking about her recent situation. Mrs. Fu smiled rarely, and Yang Qingwei just sat in the corner silently accompanying her.

Madam Fu looked at her and called out. Seeing her turn her head, she kindly asked, "How are you and Ting Jun?"

Yang Qingwei didn't turn her head around, and replied subconsciously, "It's pretty good."

Mrs. Fu glanced at the iron and steel, and added, "I'm talking about children, you two have been married for three years, don't you plan to have children?"

It turned out to be this, Yang Qingwei showed embarrassment.

If Mrs. Fu didn't mention her, she would have forgotten that she had a child. It's just that the two elders of the Fu family were abroad at the time, and their relationship with Fu Tingjun had problems, so neither of them said anything. Now they are asked by their parents. Yang Qingwei didn't know how to answer.She didn't want them to know that she had lost a child, nor that she wanted a divorce.

"I, we, we haven't figured it out yet." Yang Qingwei stammered her answer, Madam Fu was a little dissatisfied.

"Ting Jun is in his 30s, and you are in your twenties. Don't do it now, do you have to wait until after your thirties? Do you know that it is best for a woman to have children in her twenties? Getting older will hurt you Bigger!"

Yang Qingwei pressed her legs tightly together, rubbing her hands back and forth on her legs.

Knowing that she didn't like to hear it, Mrs. Fu brought the topic to Fu Misheng.

"You too, you've been divorced for so long, and you haven't found a suitable one yet?"

"Oh mom, I'm still young, and I want to play for a few more years!" Fu Misheng hugged her arm coquettishly, "And I'm going to work in the company now, with Weiwei!"

Madam Fu looked at her, and Yang Qingwei forced a smile.

"Did Ting Jun ask you to go?"

"No, we went by ourselves. We have nothing to do at home anyway, so we went to work in the company." Yang Qingwei said empathetically, and Madam Fu was relieved.

Sure enough, rich people in the world are not easy to serve.

The two chatted with Madam Fu for a while, Fu Misheng said that there was a gift for her, so he took Yang Qingwei upstairs to get the gift, and fled from Madam Fu, Yang Qingwei was relieved, and stood at the door aggrieved and said to Fu Misheng , "Can I not go down?"

Fu Misheng also understood her suffering, but the parents were downstairs, and it would be impolite for them not to accompany her, so they could only hold Yang Qingwei's hand and say, "I will protect you!"

Yang Qingwei told her to search slowly, she wanted to take a few more breaths of fresh air.

Fu Misheng took out a gift from the cloakroom, saw Yang Qingwei was still standing there and walked over to hug her, "Don't be nervous, it's just one night, and you don't have to face them when you get to work tomorrow!"

That's what I said, but now for her, seconds are like years!

At this moment, Fu Ting, who was listening to the training in the study, had no way of finding time to help them, because he was also facing his father's censure.