Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Every time she escaped from the elders of the Fu family, Yang Qingwei felt that she had survived.

Back in his room, Yang Qingwei was finally able to relax, and sat beside the bed indifferently waiting for him to pick up the gift.

Sitting there bored, she glanced at the red bag beside her, and Yang Qingwei remembered that it was given to her by Fu Misheng. Before she put it away, she reached out and grabbed the end of the bag, but with too much force, the box inside fell out. Yang Qingwei exclaimed With a sound, I immediately got up to look at the box. Fortunately, the brooch inside the box did not fall out, and the diamonds and pearls inside did not show any signs of falling out. Yang Qingwei put it back and put it on the bedside table, thinking about sending it away at night. The cloakroom is closed.

She hasn't lived here for a long time. I wonder if Fu Tingjun is comfortable living alone?

Humph, scumbag!

Fu Tingjun quickly came out of the cloakroom, held two bags in front of her, and said to her, "This is a pearl necklace for mom, and this is red wine for dad. Don't forget it later."

Yang Qingwei lacks interest, no matter how you look at it, she didn't buy this kind of thing, right?

"Is it appropriate for us to lie to them like this?" Yang Qingwei said aggrievedly, and glanced at the brooch box lying on the bedside table, Yang Qingwei felt more and more that the gap between her and them was too great.

"They will understand!" Fu Tingjun came to sit next to her and put the two bags aside, "The value of the gift is not important, what matters is our heart!"

That being said, it was because they were rich, and a poor person like her, even if it took ten days and half a month to choose a gift, would still be looked down upon.

A little tired, he turned around and hugged him, burying his whole face in his arms. Fu Tingjun embraced her and patted her back lightly, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

The two rested in the room for a while, Yang Qingwei had to follow him downstairs, spread the crumpled sheets before leaving, her fingers were pricked when she stuffed the sheets under the mattress, Yang Qingwei withdrew her hand, luckily her fingers were not pricked , but how can there be thorns under the mattress?

Yang Qingwei lifted the mattress curiously, only to see a hint of metallic luster inside, she asked Fu Tingjun to help raise the mattress, took out an earring from inside, the earring had long tassels, it was not her style, and, she She basically doesn't wear earrings and earrings, so this is not hers, but it is in their room, Yang Qingwei feels suspicious.

Fu Tingjun didn't care about this, because this room belonged to him and Yang Qingwei. Other than her, only Fu Misheng and the maids at home came in and out, but they would not throw things on the bed at will. Judging from this, this is basically Yang Qingwei's.

Fu Tingjun didn't want this thing to affect the mood of their family reunion, so he dragged her downstairs after making sure she was fine.At this time, Fu Misheng was chatting with Mr. Fu about tea, mostly to listen, but actually to please the old man.

Seeing them coming down, Fu Misheng immediately waved and asked if they bought tea?If you have tea, you can make tea now!
Fu Tingjun said regretfully, "We didn't buy tea, we bought red wine!"

Fu Tingjun touched Yang Qingwei, and Yang Qingwei immediately withdrew her thoughts and sent the bag containing red wine to Mr. Fu.

"Dad, this is the red wine that Tingjun and I chose for you. It is good for your health!" Then he took the bag from Fu Tingjun and handed it to Mrs. Fu, adding, "This is for you, pearls for beauty, I wish you You are forever young!"

The second elder took it, smiled and said it was troublesome, and asked them to sit down. After they sat down, Mr. Fu said that the three of you are all in the company and should help each other so as not to be watched.Although Yang Qingwei didn't understand, she nodded cooperatively.

"By the way, I heard that the two of you don't live here. Have you moved back to the villa?" Mrs. Fu asked the servants at home, and was a little unhappy to learn that they didn't live here.