Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

He is fine at work, but Mr. Fu is not satisfied with his private life.

"What is your relationship with that, that surname, the one you met at the airport today? Are you imitating other people who have a wife in their home, and there are mistresses and mistresses outside?" Mr. Fu stood at his desk and turned around. question him.

Fu Tingjun finally realized how much disaster he had caused by a single thought.Downstairs there was Yang Qingwei who hadn't had time to coax her, and now she was being questioned by her father again. He really couldn't argue.

Even if it is difficult to argue, you have to argue.

"I have nothing to do with her. She is a signed star of the company. She was taken by me when she was not famous."

What Fu Tingjun said was calm, but Mr. Fu clenched his fists angrily.

"A chairman of yours ran to take the little star? Are you so free?"

"not me……"

"Fu Tingjun, let me tell you, if you steal food like others, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I personally helped you to sit in this position. If I don't want to, I can pull you down at any time! "

Seeing his father using the company as a bet, Fu Tingjun knew that his previous behavior had completely touched his bottom line, but the thing had already happened, all he could do was to clarify, and it would not work to just clarify in front of his parents, everyone had to know He has nothing to do with He Yingying.

After threatening, Mr. Fu propped his big hands on the table, and asked in a softer voice, "When are you and Qingwei planning to have your wedding? What about the children? When are you going to have children?"

They have been married for three years, and they have never held a wedding. Before, there was a problem with their relationship, but now it has eased, but they are both busy, so they never thought about it. Besides, Yang Qingwei has always advocated a hidden marriage. Once the wedding is held, their relationship will be exposed. When the time comes Her job may not be kept, and this matter has to be discussed in the long run, but the child is easier, as long as she is willing.

"We are doing well now. We may not have time for a couple of years for the wedding. As for the child, she is not in good health and is not suitable for having a child. Let's talk about it later." Yang Qingwei's miscarriage before, they did not tell parents.

Mr. Fu knows that today's young people have their own ideas, and he doesn't force them, but he still has to keep his duty.

"Fu Tingjun!" Mr. Fu spoke again after a moment of silence. Fu Tingjun, who had already got up, stood there and looked at him, only to realize that his father's gray hair had grown a lot.

"dad."

"Your mother and I are getting older, and we don't want to interfere in many things anymore. We don't care when you and Qingwei get married or have children, but Yayoi, she is back now, I don't know how she negotiated with Zhou Chu , you brother should take care, don't let her be wronged!"

After all, it was his own daughter, as a father, he still felt very distressed.

"I know, I will take good care of her."

"Yeah." Mr. Fu replied with satisfaction, "And Qingwei, I think she has lost a lot of weight. Although her family background is quite different, we can't treat her badly. Hurry up and deal with your messy things outside. Don't upset her."

There is no difference between explaining and not explaining, so Fu Tingjun could only obediently say, "OK!"

The father and son chatted for a while, and went downstairs together before dinner.In the living room, Fu Misheng snuggled into Mrs. Fu's arms and told her recent anecdotes, while Yang Qingwei sat obediently and peeled oranges for them.

Although there was a barrier between her and them, as long as he saw where she was, Fu Ting felt at ease.He came downstairs, sat directly next to Yang Qingwei, took her peeled orange, ate a piece, and exclaimed, "Mmm, it's delicious! It's so sweet!"

Fu Misheng poked her head out and said pointedly, "Of course it's sweet, it was peeled by Weiwei!"

Fu Tingjun looked at Yang Qingwei dotingly, broke off a piece and put it in her mouth, Yang Qingwei had to eat it, and he asked, "Is it delicious?"

Yang Qingwei swears in her heart, but she still has a sweet smile on her face, and agrees, "It's delicious!"