Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

I spent the weekend anxiously, and before going to bed at night, I was still wondering what to do if I saw Sister Lan in the hairdresser?Fu Tingjun didn't care and said that it should be made public, anyway, there is nothing to be ashamed of, Yang Qingwei gave him a hard look, and turned his back to him.

Yang Qingwei didn't sleep well all night, and her dream was full of the voices of her colleagues questioning her after they knew about her relationship with Fu Tingjun. Almost went to the second bedroom.Yang Qingwei helped him tie his tie, and said aggrievedly, "I dreamed that they knew about my relationship with you."

Fu Tingjun, who was arranging the cufflinks, was taken aback. He held her face in his hands and said seriously, "If you know it, you will know it. If you know it, you will make it public. Anyway, we are legal."

Helping him fasten his tie, Yang Qingwei patted him dissatisfied when he was about to get the tie clip, and complained, "Then they will know that I lied, I don't want it!"

Pinching her nose, she comforted, "You just concealed the fact that you were married, and you didn't lie to them. It's okay."

"To put it nicely, a lie is a lie, and no matter how you cover it up, it's a lie!" Angrily clapping the tie clip on his hand, Yang Qingwei lay back on the bed and tossed and turned twice. Seeing that he hadn't left yet, she got up angrily to take a shower , ready to change clothes to go to work.

The longer they get along, the more they understand her childishness, and the more tolerant they become.

Sure enough, feelings need to be adjusted.

When she arrived at the company in the morning, Yang Qingwei's heart was beating non-stop. When she came, she had the attitude that if her identity was exposed, she would resign. Now that she was at the office door, she didn't have the courage. "Being close to the nostalgia is more timid" is probably this kind of feeling.

Standing at the door just as she was about to take a deep breath, she was patted on the shoulder, making Yang Qingwei nearly fall down in fright.

"What are you doing?" Sister Meng looked at her curiously, and Yang Qingwei showed an ugly smile.

"No, it's okay." He followed Sister Meng into the office vaguely. Everyone except Fu Misheng arrived. Yang Qingwei glanced at Sister Lan involuntarily. Sister Lan just greeted her as usual, nothing unusual, and so did the others. In this way, Yang Qingwei's accelerated heartbeat slowed down slightly.

"Ah, after a weekend, the skin has improved, and the holiday really makes people happy!" Yaoyao was the first to notice Yang Qingwei's change, so everyone else looked at her.

"Good morning, handsome men and beauties!" Fu Misheng greeted them emotionally carrying a bag, and everyone's attention was attracted to them.

"Morning, beauty!"

Fu Misheng put the bag on the table, turned around and put her hands on the back of Yang Qingwei's chair, and said to them, "Do you feel that Weiwei is different from last week?"

"I found it! I found it! Her skin is much better!" Yaoyao said proactively.

Yang Qingwei's heart was in her throat, what was Fu Misheng going to do?
"Is that right? I said that women still need to learn skin care. Isn't it just spending more money? Look, it makes her feel bad!" Fu Misheng pinched her chin and unceremoniously exposed the fact that they went to the beauty salon together yesterday. .

"You guys, went to have a beauty treatment together yesterday?" Yaoyao was curious.

Fu Misheng pulled her chair and sat next to Yang Qingwei and said, "Not only that, I also took her to have her hair done. Look, isn't it much better? The annual meeting will be held at the end of the month, why don't we go together next week?"

Sister Lan looked at Yang Qingwei curiously, then shifted her gaze to Fu Misheng, "Which store did you go to? Can we afford it?"

"Of course it's affordable, it's very cheap!" Fu Misheng said, "It's on Chengxi Road, called Mo Xue!"

Sister Meng raised her head and said thoughtfully, "Mo Xue? I remember asking for membership?"

Fu Misheng raised her eyebrows proudly, "I have!"

As expected of a young lady, she has all kinds of members.