Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

On Sunday, Yang Qingwei was arrested by Fu Tingjun and taken to Zhenyuan. Originally, she wanted to sleep in at home, but as the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, both elders of the Fu family were there, so how could she keep running away.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Yang Qingwei could hardly keep her eyes open. It was too torturous for her to go out today after tossing until midnight yesterday.

"Aren't you tired?" Yang Qingwei asked unrequitedly.

"good."

Yang Qingwei didn't even have the strength to give him a glance, but Fu Tingjun squeezed her hand and smiled without saying a word.

When the two arrived in Zhenyuan, Fu Misheng hadn't gotten up yet, and Fu Ting was going to find Mr. Fu, so Yang Qingwei had to stay in the living room, think about it, and go to the garden to see the flowers she had raised before.

At that time, he was dissatisfied with Fu Tingjun for not letting her keep pets, but now he realized that he was doing it for her health.

When living here, Yang Qingwei raised a lot of flowers, some of which were resistant to cold were transplanted to the ground by her, and those who were afraid of cold were kept in flower pots, and moved into the house when it was cold.

Now that the weather is getting colder, many of the flowers have been moved into the house by the servants at home. Although the green ones outside are still blue, most of them have withered and can only wait for the next year to bloom.

Yang Qingwei still watered them before the frost came out, and then went to the warehouse to find straw quilts and covered them with the help of the servants to keep them out of the cold.

Mrs. Fu who came down from upstairs couldn't help but smile when she saw her carefully shielding the flowers and trees.

He is a good boy who loves life.

Basically, the servants at home will do these things, and they don't need to worry about them at all, but I didn't expect Yang Qingwei to do them.

Fu Misheng also saw it when she went downstairs, smiled and put her arms around Madam Fu and said, "I'm right, Weiwei is really a good girl!"

Mrs. Fu patted her hand and said, let her call Yang Qingwei in, it's cold outside, don't freeze.Fu Misheng smiled and said that she felt distressed, then happily jumped to the French window, knocked on the window, and asked Yang Qingwei to come in when she looked over.

When Yang Qingwei came over, she only wore a low ponytail. Her hair fell out when she lowered her head and was busy just now. She rubbed her back with the back of her hand, and her face was stained with dirt, which added a bit of stunning beauty to her fair face.

"Wait, I'll get the phone!" Fu Misheng turned to look for the phone, but unfortunately Yang Qingwei didn't hear her, but she saw Mrs. Fu, so she told the servant a few words and went into the house.

When the daughter-in-law sees her mother-in-law, she always has to say hello.

Yang Qingwei patted the dirt and straw sticks on her body before opening the door and entering.

"Mom!" Yang Qingwei greeted them with some embarrassment. Fu Misheng looked like he hated iron, wishing to push her back outside to do it again.

"It's cold, don't stay outside all the time!" Mrs. Fu patted the sofa to signal her to sit down. Yang Qingwei looked at her clothes and refused.

"I'll wash my hands first." Yang Qingwei said embarrassedly, and turned to go to the bathroom but was stopped by Fu Misheng.

"I think it's better for you not to wash your hands, go up and take a shower, and let's make your face later!" Fu Misheng suggested, "The annual meeting is coming soon, and I plan to go there beautifully and blind their eyes!"

Mrs. Fu was very satisfied to see her daughter regained her former vigor, and when she looked at Yang Qingwei again, she felt that Fu Misheng had gone crazy again.

"Oh, don't look at me, go take a shower, hurry up!" Fu Misheng pushed her to the stairs, and Yang Qingwei went upstairs by herself, only to meet Fu Tingjun who came out of the study. Fu Misheng happily waved his hands at him and shouted loudly: " In a while, Weiwei and my mother will make faces, please pay the membership fee!"

Fu Tingjun looked at Yang Qingwei. Yang Qingwei flinched in embarrassment. Fu Tingjun stepped forward to help her brush her broken hair behind her ears, and asked with concern, "Why is your face so dirty? What are you doing?"

"I'll surround the flowers outside. It's okay. I'm going to take a shower." As Yang Qingwei ran back to her room as if fleeing, Fu Tingjun looked at Fu Misheng, then turned to look for Yang Qingwei.

What did Fu Misheng do again?