Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

When Fu Misheng came back, Sister Meng's family hadn't left yet. When she pushed open the door of the private room, she saw Fu Tingjun and Yang Qingwei chatting very happily. She knocked on the door maliciously, and they both looked up at the same time.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your date!" Fu Misheng walked in wriggling her waist, gently closed the door with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish, and said indifferently, "But today's lights are too dark I'm here to illuminate!"

Fu Misheng pulled the chair and sat back at his seat, poured a glass of water and put it aside, looked at the boiling soup pot, and suddenly said, "I just saw Sister Meng downstairs."

Yang Qingwei, who was about to eat fish tofu, was stunned suddenly, and the fish tofu she was holding fell directly onto the table. Seeing this, Fu Tingjun took a tissue to help her clean it up, and looked at Fu Misheng suspiciously.

"Don't get excited, I just said that I came here for dinner, I didn't say you were here." Fu Misheng added, and Yang Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you may not be able to go with us for a while." Fu Misheng added, this is not difficult for Yang Qingwei, she nodded reassuringly.

Fu Tingjun was in a bad mood when he heard this, and said sullenly, "It's just that you're married, so why hide it? Am I that shameful?"

Yang Qingwei took a sneak peek and dared not answer.

Is that shameful?It was a bolt from the blue!How can she, a small accountant, He De, marry Fu Tingjun, the current head of Hengbang?Isn't this a fantasy?But you can't tell him this, otherwise it will be another bloodbath.

She didn't dare to say that doesn't mean that Fu Misheng didn't dare. She took a sip of cold drink and said lightly, "Tell them that Weiwei is your wife, what do you want them to think? The boss can't believe they sent his wife to be an undercover agent? Are you planning to update the accountant two?" Ministry?"

Yang Qingwei smiled embarrassingly, and signaled Fu Misheng to stop talking, while she picked up food for Fu Tingjun herself, "Okay, let's not talk about this, the food is already cooked, let's eat!"

Fu Tingjun glanced at her, and Yang Qingwei retracted her chopsticks guiltily, but when he heard him say, "I want to eat meat!" Yang Qingwei had no choice but to pick up some pieces of meat for him.

Originally, she was trembling when she came to eat, but now that she knew that there were her colleagues outside, Yang Qingwei became more apprehensive. She only hoped that their meals would last longer, and Sister Meng and the others would eat faster.

Fortunately, Fu Tingjun didn't continue to pester her, but asked her to serve her.

Fu Misheng was a little jealous looking at their affectionate look, but it was useless, because he was blind and misjudged the wrong person, and now he deserved to be a lonely family.

Bored, she turned on her phone and looked through it, only to see the group in their office, there were already hundreds of messages in it, Fu Misheng opened it suspiciously, and saw their discussion.

Cheng Ge: I think so.

Brother Cheng: Is the proprietress here?
Yaoyao: Sister Meng, why don't you go over and have a look?

……

Fu Misheng scrolled up again until he saw the photo sent by Sister Meng. Fu Misheng seemed to have discovered some hot spot, and excitedly called Yang Qingwei to watch the group.

Yang Qingwei, who was making meatballs for Fu Tingjun, heard this and looked at Fu Tingjun. Seeing his frown, he didn't dare to look at his phone.

Fu Misheng also caught sight of Fu Tingjun's expression, and joked, "Don't be so serious, you can watch it too!" Then he added, "It's because of you that the conversation arose!"

Seeing the pretense, Yang Qingwei could no longer care about Fu Tingjun's expression. She took out her phone and clicked on it. There were almost [-] items, so she clicked on it directly. It turned out that the first content was the photo of Fu Tingjun sent by Sister Meng. Although the background was blurred, she still looked at it. It can be concluded that it is a hot pot restaurant, because white smoke rises from the pot in the background.

Yang Qingwei was dumbfounded, isn't this the hot pot restaurant!

It's over, she's dead now!
Fu Tingjun saw that her face turned from white to blue and then red, so he couldn't help leaning towards her. He only saw a few words, but they were mostly discussing him and Fu Misheng, he didn't see anything about her.