Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 297 Hesitation
Fu Tingjun fetched water for her and told her to sit and eat. As for Fu Misheng, just lie down on the sofa and sleep.

"When did she fall asleep?" Fu Fu Ting was puzzled.

"I don't know, she fell asleep when I came out." Yang Qingwei took a bite of the cake and felt a lot better in her stomach.

Fu Tingjun patted her head and warned, "Don't drink anymore!"

Yang Qingwei nodded obediently.

It's a rare moment of silence. It would have been nice if Fu Misheng wasn't around, but unfortunately she fell asleep, and they couldn't touch her, so they had to chat quietly on the side.

"By the way, Yayoi told me that your identity seems to have been discovered."

Yang Qingwei, who was about to eat a small cake, paused. She looked at him stiffly, her pupils trembling.

"I don't know the details, anyway, that's what Yayoi said. What I'm thinking is, since you've been discovered, you can simply show your cards. I don't know what you think?"

Yang Qingwei squeezed the cake slightly harder, and a large piece of the cake was dented.

Yang Qingwei was a little disappointed that she had been hiding it for so long and still fell short.

Fu Tingjun came to sit next to her, put his arms around her shoulders and said, "Don't do this, we have to talk about it sooner or later anyway, so we will have a holiday in two days, and then you can have dinner with them in the name of a party, and we will have dinner with them." Tell them about your relationship, I think they will understand!"

"Will it?" Yang Qingwei was a little worried.

"Yes!" Fu Tingjun comforted, "Well, when you get to work tomorrow, you can ask them, and if they agree, you can book a restaurant, or should I book it for you?"

"No need, I've booked my own." Yang Qingwei was not afraid that they would not come, but that she would be squeezed out by them if she revealed her identity. She finally got this job, and she didn't want to leave just like that.

As if seeing her worry, Fu Tingjun hugged her into his arms and comforted her softly.

Probably because they chatted too loudly, when Fu Misheng's muffled voice came, Yang Qingwei immediately escaped from his arms.

"Can Xiu En'ai avoid people?" Fu Misheng moved a bit with difficulty, because her arm hurt a little because of the improper sleeping position, Yang Qingwei seemed to see this, hurriedly put down the cake, wiped her hands and walked over to help her up.

"When did you wake up?"

Fu Misheng looked at her with hazy eyes and said, "Don't worry, I didn't hear anything."

Yang Qingwei's cheeks flushed.

Fu Misheng sat in the original position for a long time before changing. Fu Tingjun was about to leave when he saw this, but Fu Misheng forcibly stayed behind and told them that he was bumped by sister Meng when he was going to get Yang Qingwei's bag. Yang Qingwei finally calmed down. Mood brought up again.

"Let's make it public." Fu Tingjun said, "Just tell the people in your office. As for the others, it doesn't matter if they know or not."

Yang Qingwei bit her lip and lowered her head silently.

In fact, this matter should have been said a long time ago, but she was afraid that they would alienate her and isolate her because of her identity. There is only one way to make it public.

Fu Tingjun only gave a few words of advice, and had to go back to the venue, so Fu Misheng stayed with her.

"Actually, what my brother said is correct, and it's a good thing to make it public." Fu Misheng took a piece of cake and said, "There are many things that cannot be kept secret for a lifetime. If you talk about it early, you will be relieved sooner."

Yang Qingwei underestimated, "I'm just afraid."

"I know what you are afraid of, but since you are married to my brother, you should bear all this."

"Actually, I don't want to get married."

"It's a pity that the matter is a foregone conclusion, you can't escape."

Yang Qingwei was speechless.

In fact, she should have understood a long time ago that Fu Tingjun was never an ordinary person. Marrying him would cause a lot of troubles, but she still chose this path, and she deserves such a result now.

Sitting silently on the sofa, the whole person sank into it.

Fu Misheng looked at her profile and ate the cake silently.

(End of this chapter)