Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Probably turned on the switch in his heart, Yang Qingwei continued, "His relationship with the opposite sex is very good, no matter whether it is before or after the relationship, there are people chasing after him, which is very annoying."

Yaoyao opened her mouth wide after eating the astonishingly large melon.

"This, can you bear this?"

"I can't bear it, but there's nothing I can do." After taking another sip of the drink, the cup was almost bottomed out, and Yang Qingwei got up to refill it.

Yaoyao almost lay down on the table and whispered, "Weiwei's relationship doesn't seem very happy."

Fu Misheng's eyes followed Yang Qingwei all the time, and when he heard this, he replied, "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

After Yang Qingwei came back, Yaoyao stopped asking about her feelings, and Mingxi just sipped her drink silently.

The meal was lively and depressing, and it was finally over. Fu Misheng sent Mingxi and Yang Qingwei back as usual, but this time Mingxi didn't let Yang Qingwei get out of the car and pretend to share the rent with him.

So far, the three of them have understood each other's identities, so there is no need to hide them. On the way to send Yang Qingwei back, Fu Misheng asked her if she was annoying Fu Tingjun?
Yang Qingwei leaned on her back and said calmly, "It's okay, we're doing fine now."

"But you don't like his gossip?"

Yang Qingwei smiled, "Who would like his other half to be full of peach blossoms?" After a while, he continued, "People are selfish, and their feelings are even more possessive. I don't want him to have emotional entanglements with others. The same , He also doesn’t want me to be ambiguous with others, just like renting a room together, I originally wanted to leave him, but I finally found a roommate who shared a room, but he interrupted me.”

"So, you really shared the rent with Mingxi?" Fu Misheng couldn't believe it. She thought it was just Yang Qingwei's excuse last time.

"I think couples still need to communicate with each other. Men and women have very different ways of thinking. If you don't talk about it, my brother won't talk about it either. It's hard to integrate." Fu Misheng said with emotion.

"You seem to have a deep understanding!" Yang Qingwei looked at her.

Fu Misheng showed a wry smile, "Of course!"

Yang Qingwei didn't speak, she didn't know how to comfort her.

After sending her home, Fu Misheng went back to Zhenyuan. Before leaving, Yang Qingwei reminded her to report that she was safe when she got home. Fu Misheng said it was okay.

After she left, Yang Qingwei's heart was heavy. It was already midnight, and the corridor was quiet. Yang Qingwei returned home with a tired body, and sat on the sofa directly not wanting to move.

In fact, she was talking too much today. In the past, no matter what others said, she was unwilling to mention things about herself and Fu Tingjun, especially in front of Fu Misheng, but today she crossed the line.

Probably because she has been depressed for too long and needs an outlet to vent, but today's relaxed chat environment just gave her the opportunity.

And what Fu Misheng said, two people need to communicate, is it because there is too little communication between her and Fu Tingjun?However, she no longer knew what to say to him. After all, no matter what she said, she and Fu Ting were bound.

Glancing at the penguin wearing sunflowers sitting next to her, Yang Qingwei hugged it and ravaged it. It would be great if these dolls could talk, or maybe it was because they couldn't talk that they were so precious.

Sometimes we don't want to chat with someone, but we just want to talk about our inner difficulties. Silent company is the best antidote.

"Bad guy!" Yang Qingwei said to Sunflower Penguin, "Big villain!"

Having said that, she still hugged it tightly in her arms, and went to wash and sleep after a while. It was almost Christmas, and she hadn't chosen a gift for Fu Tingjun yet. Although it was up to her to choose a gift, she If she wanted to find someone to accompany her, Fu Misheng was naturally the best choice, but she was afraid that Fu Misheng would inform her, so she still had to do it herself.

Lying under the covers and searching the Internet for some suitable gifts for her husband, Yang Qingwei was thinking about it.